• [Crit] Opening -- 300 words

    From Jake Jones@21:1/5 to All on Thu Jan 3 15:24:34 2019
    Late to the party...yep, I read it as a job interview.

    Is there more? I'm fascinated!

    On Tue, 28 Aug 2018 11:22:50 -0500, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com>
    wrote:

    On Mon, 27 Aug 2018 23:05:29 -0400, Joy Beeson
    <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

    On Mon, 27 Aug 2018 11:21:01 -0500, NoReplies@jymes.com wrote:

    I should have also added that this is a job interview -- did that come
    across at all, or do I have to be more blunt about it?

    Felt like a job interview to me. At the least, it's clear that he
    wants to make a good impression and something undesirable will happen
    if he doesn't.

    Thanks! That's the vibe I was seeking. Maybe I just need to make it a
    little more blatant in some subtle way.

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to Jakejones7455@hotmail.com on Thu Jan 3 20:38:49 2019
    On Thu, 03 Jan 2019 15:24:34 -0600, Jake Jones
    <Jakejones7455@hotmail.com> wrote:

    Late to the party...yep, I read it as a job interview.

    Is there more? I'm fascinated!

    Thanks!

    There's the rest of this chapter, one chapter more which is supposedly finished, and a strong hint of things to come, but I've deleted so
    much, I'm thinking of just starting over from scratch if/when the muse
    ever decides to get over her huff and come back (yes, I tell her, I
    could put in a chorus line of elephants wearing tiger-print leggings
    and purple feather boas, but this early in the story, it'd be too big
    a reveal).

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Fri Jan 11 22:09:00 2019
    On 11.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 03 Jan 2019 Jake Jones <Jakejones7455@hotmail.com> wrote:

    Late to the party...yep, I read it as a job interview.

    Is there more? I'm fascinated!

    Thanks!

    I found it interesting too, btw (read it on google groups). And I think
    it makes more sense with a comma in that first sentence.

    Reminds me of that synaesthesia I've seen people talk about on occasion.
    But in your world words can have furniture destroying effects?

    Also, I think "To help himself concentrate, Jeremy gripped..." might
    work better, just in case someone has the attention span of a snowflake
    in the sahara and would end up thinking it means to help the man
    thinking. :)

    I wonder what a synth-sur formative is.

    There's the rest of this chapter, one chapter more which is
    supposedly finished, and a strong hint of things to come, but I've
    deleted so much, I'm thinking of just starting over from scratch
    if/when the muse ever decides to get over her huff and come back
    (yes, I tell her, I could put in a chorus line of elephants wearing tiger-print leggings and purple feather boas, but this early in the
    story, it'd be too big a reveal).

    Your muse is in a huff, and would return for such an... unusual event in
    your story? :)

    How did she get into that huff?

    --
    "Boy, you should learn not to believe everything some nasty Shan
    tells you. We aren't known to be all that honest."
    -- Thalos, Magic Earth VI
    Excerpts at: <http://home.htp-tel.de/fkoerper/ath/athintro.htm>


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sat Jan 12 00:14:12 2019
    On Fri, 11 Jan 2019 22:09:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    But in your world words can have furniture destroying effects?

    It's the voice-activation part of a trigger. When I tried to explain
    it in the story, it took four boring paragraphs (which is why so much
    of this wsip has been erased and started over).

    Also, I think "To help himself concentrate, Jeremy gripped..." might
    work better, just in case someone has the attention span of a snowflake
    in the sahara and would end up thinking it means to help the man
    thinking. :)

    Yeah. I tend to edit out names as much as possible because of some long-long-ago absorbed advice against name repetition. I probably
    shouldn't have edited it out here.

    I wonder what a synth-sur formative is.

    That makes two of us! Synth is for the synesthesia effect. The
    formative is the structure of the pressures applied to change the
    nature of something instead of substiuting/adding parts. The sur is
    because it needed something to make it sound like tech lingo.

    if/when the muse ever decides to get over her huff and come back
    (yes, I tell her, I could put in a chorus line of elephants wearing
    tiger-print leggings and purple feather boas, but this early in the
    story, it'd be too big a reveal).

    Your muse is in a huff, and would return for such an... unusual event in
    your story? :)

    How did she get into that huff?

    She wanted to make the synth-sur effect the main part of the story. I
    was afraid she'd lead me into the middle of a swamp and leave me there
    (as she's done before). My refusing to follow blindly upset her. ;)

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Sat Jan 12 22:03:00 2019
    On 12.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 11 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    But in your world words can have furniture destroying effects?

    It's the voice-activation part of a trigger. When I tried to explain
    it in the story, it took four boring paragraphs (which is why so much
    of this wsip has been erased and started over).

    I understand that. There's things I want to tell, but sometimes reading
    it bores even me.

    (What's the S in wsip?)

    Also, I think "To help himself concentrate, Jeremy gripped..." might
    work better, just in case someone has the attention span of a
    snowflake in the sahara and would end up thinking it means to help
    the man thinking. :)

    Yeah. I tend to edit out names as much as possible because of some long-long-ago absorbed advice against name repetition. I probably
    shouldn't have edited it out here.

    I try to not repeat them too often too, but put them back when I get
    confused about who's meant. :)

    I have a general quirk about not repeating stuff, not just names.
    ("Said" is not invisible! :) )

    I wonder what a synth-sur formative is.

    That makes two of us! Synth is for the synesthesia effect. The
    formative is the structure of the pressures applied to change the
    nature of something instead of substiuting/adding parts. The sur is
    because it needed something to make it sound like tech lingo.

    Ah. Makes sense. :) (And I can even follow that without getting a
    headache!)

    Your muse is in a huff, and would return for such an... unusual
    event in your story? :)

    How did she get into that huff?

    She wanted to make the synth-sur effect the main part of the story. I
    was afraid she'd lead me into the middle of a swamp and leave me
    there (as she's done before). My refusing to follow blindly upset
    her. ;)

    Oh dear.

    If she were a character I'd fire her and make up a new one. :) (Unless
    she's supposed to be one of the not good guys.)

    --
    "I am ever amazed by the food swimming in water."
    "You'd be amazed by rain falling from the sky."
    "Why, only when there are no clouds." -- Karja & Sil, Magic Earth 7/6
    Excerpts at: <http://home.htp-tel.de/fkoerper/ath/athintro.htm>


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  • From NoReplies@jymes.com@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sat Jan 12 17:24:24 2019
    On Sat, 12 Jan 2019 22:03:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    On 12.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    so much of this wsip has been erased and started over).

    I understand that. There's things I want to tell, but sometimes reading
    it bores even me.

    (What's the S in wsip?)

    Supposedly

    I have a general quirk about not repeating stuff, not just names.
    ("Said" is not invisible! :) )

    Oh, don't I know it! The 'cure' is to not assign dialogue, but I am
    terrified of going more than two or three short lines before shoving a
    'he said' in there. I think it's because there are so many places in
    "The Count of Monte Cristo" (one of my favorite books) where I have to
    stop reading and go back to step off which person is talking.

    I wonder what a synth-sur formative is.

    That makes two of us! Synth is for the synesthesia effect. The
    formative is the structure of the pressures applied to change the
    nature of something instead of substiuting/adding parts. The sur is
    because it needed something to make it sound like tech lingo.

    Ah. Makes sense. :) (And I can even follow that without getting a
    headache!)

    Then it's one of my great successes! I'm so horrible at naming things
    . . .

    How did she get into that huff?

    She wanted to make the synth-sur effect the main part of the story. I
    was afraid she'd lead me into the middle of a swamp and leave me
    there (as she's done before). My refusing to follow blindly upset
    her. ;)

    Oh dear.

    If she were a character I'd fire her and make up a new one. :) (Unless
    she's supposed to be one of the not good guys.)

    I'm very much: write-it-down-as-it-comes without worrying about where
    the story is going (never could work from an outline). But even I
    recognized all I was doing was painting pretty word pictures. If the
    story was going to actually be about something, it has to come from a
    different part of my brain, at least at this point.

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Mon Jan 14 02:48:00 2019
    On 14.01.19, NoReplies@jymes.com <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 12 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 12.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    so much of this wsip has been erased and started over).

    I understand that. There's things I want to tell, but sometimes
    reading it bores even me.

    (What's the S in wsip?)

    Supposedly

    LOL. :)

    I have a general quirk about not repeating stuff, not just names.
    ("Said" is not invisible! :) )

    Oh, don't I know it! The 'cure' is to not assign dialogue, but I am
    terrified of going more than two or three short lines before shoving
    a 'he said' in there. I think it's because there are so many places
    in "The Count of Monte Cristo" (one of my favorite books) where I
    have to stop reading and go back to step off which person is talking.

    I know the feeling of getting lost in text, wondering who's speaking. :)

    I just put in different words, or add actions.

    I was going to use this quote as an example, but now wonder, if you
    don't know who they are, it could be misinterpreted about who's speaking
    first.

    ----------------------------------------------------------------
    Ishuun looked down at the waves washing around him. The Water Lord was
    sitting on the beach with Tharoan and Erian, close enough so they didn't
    have to shout while the Summer Lord sat on dry ground, with the help of
    a little magic. "We are ever colder with each generation." he said after
    a while. "Where you were drying out, we fade."

    "But will a Water male with parents of both our tribes be warmer, or
    even colder?" Tharoan returned. "Tsarenor isn't what we all expected."

    Ishuun tipped his head in the direction of Narosha, the Water Priest
    talking with Jeahnira and Khavea at some distance. "He hasn't ever
    failed to respond. Even helped out in other families. He has far more
    patience with his daughter than any others of my tribe, too." He turned
    a wry smile on Erian. "Or with the Magic tribe."

    "People need room to breathe, to be themselves." he replied. "Or perhaps
    with the Magic tribe, they need their rigid structures to be themselves,
    and are lost outside them." ----------------------------------------------------------------

    How did she get into that huff?

    She wanted to make the synth-sur effect the main part of the story.
    I was afraid she'd lead me into the middle of a swamp and leave me
    there (as she's done before). My refusing to follow blindly upset
    her. ;)

    Oh dear.

    If she were a character I'd fire her and make up a new one. :)
    (Unless she's supposed to be one of the not good guys.)

    I'm very much: write-it-down-as-it-comes without worrying about where
    the story is going (never could work from an outline). But even I
    recognized all I was doing was painting pretty word pictures. If the
    story was going to actually be about something, it has to come from a different part of my brain, at least at this point.

    Hm. I write the same way, and am lost without not knowing where it
    'should' go.

    It took me 6 books to figure out what the Magic Earth series was about.
    The character who it turned out to be about has way more brains than any
    real person could have, due to magic, and moved everyone to where it is
    at the end, for the good of all good people - and he does have the
    brains to do it right, unlike in other stories where such attempts just
    get in the way. He's obviously way smarter than I, so naturally I
    couldn't see what he was doing any better than the other characters. :)

    Worked out fine, but I don't know what you actually did write. :)

    --
    "After your little show, the whole lot of them is convinced that your
    brother is not only completely crazy, but also combines all the worst
    traits Thalos and I can scrape together." - "Shovel, you mean."
    "Yeah." -- Arentus and Ranes, Magic Earth IV: Seeing Far


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Mon Jan 14 23:24:40 2019
    On Mon, 14 Jan 2019 02:48:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 14.01.19, NoReplies@jymes.com <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 12 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    (What's the S in wsip?)

    Supposedly

    LOL. :)

    It's only funny if you can relate to it. ;)

    Ishuun looked down at the waves washing around him. The Water Lord was >sitting on the beach with Tharoan and Erian, close enough so they didn't
    have to shout while the Summer Lord sat on dry ground, with the help of
    a little magic. "We are ever colder with each generation." he said after
    a while. "Where you were drying out, we fade."

    I had to glance back to pick up on who might be the 'he.'

    I've been known to really back myself into a corner. One story I
    really should go back and work on someday has scenes taking place in a
    cellar at midnight. Windows, if there are any, are shrouded. The four
    people who regularly meet there are slightly more paranoid about being identified than they are curious as to who their fellow conspirators
    might be.

    They're named according to type of voice: the one who talks with
    authority is 'the master,' there is an older one, and one who speaks
    in a higher-pitch. The one who's always a little late is 'the fourth.'

    The most I've been able to do without an identifier is:

    *****

    After a long silence, the master spoke again. "Most of the city is
    already cleared. Those who remain know the dangers they face. If there
    is nothing more to report, no news we should consider . . ."

    "Something has come to light," the fourth voice said. "Tagun's
    mistress sent him away."

    "What could that possibly mean to us?"

    "I am not sure, but I sense it is important. I fear it portends a
    change we have not anticipated."

    "Very well, we should all consider what it may mean. It may prove
    interesting. For the last time, if there is nothing else . . . fine."

    Four shimmers rippled through the room as they cloaked themselves for noiseless, traceless exits. Four doors opened silently and probably
    closed. A dozen heartbeats later another shimmer invaded the darkness,
    but it was a spell of uncloaking.

    "Yes, that is interesting," someone said. "Very interesting."

    *****

    Speaking of writing without knowing where the story is going -- I was
    on a roll, and that last line was typed in before I realized it meant
    someone was spying on them.

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Tue Jan 15 08:10:00 2019
    On 15.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 14 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 14.01.19, NoReplies@jymes.com <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 12 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    (What's the S in wsip?)

    Supposedly

    LOL. :)

    It's only funny if you can relate to it. ;)

    Well, I can sympathise at least. :))

    Ishuun looked down at the waves washing around him. The Water Lord
    was sitting on the beach with Tharoan and Erian, close enough so
    they didn't have to shout while the Summer Lord sat on dry ground,
    with the help of a little magic. "We are ever colder with each
    generation." he said after a while. "Where you were drying out, we
    fade."

    I had to glance back to pick up on who might be the 'he.'

    I think I'll replace it with another Ishuun on the next reread. :)

    I've been known to really back myself into a corner. One story I
    really should go back and work on someday has scenes taking place in
    a cellar at midnight.

    Do you enjoy rereading your stuff, or is it a chore? Me, I only write to
    have something to read that I like, so naturally I like rereading, and
    polish as I do that.

    Windows, if there are any, are shrouded. The four people who regularly
    meet there are slightly more paranoid about being identified than they
    are curious as to who their fellow conspirators might be.

    That reminds me of a scene I've got, I'll dig it out and dump it at the
    end of this reply, to easily ignore if no one is interested. :) [1]

    They're named according to type of voice: the one who talks with
    authority is 'the master,' there is an older one, and one who speaks
    in a higher-pitch. The one who's always a little late is 'the
    fourth.'

    [...]
    *****

    I like that bit, want to know more. :) And it works with the
    identifiers.

    Btw, I got a method of how to change identifiers from some story I read
    (Birds of Prey by David Drake), who tags people with alternatives. I
    like that to prevent repetition. That helps especially with my evil
    overlords, who only tag normal people rather than using their names. The
    pretty Farseer('s brother), the impossible boy('s brother), the wrinkled
    boy (old man from normal perspective - the Shans are really old), the
    redhead, the cheeky thief/the Pathfinder,...

    Speaking of writing without knowing where the story is going -- I was
    on a roll, and that last line was typed in before I realized it meant
    someone was spying on them.

    Heh, cool!


    [1] From the 2nd book of the S&E: ----------------------------------------------------------------

    "We'll have to kill them." someone said.

    "I won't have that." A cold voice.

    "I'll just take them with me then."

    "They're defenseless."

    "They're my people, my brothers."

    "Why Thay? He was doing well." A dark voice.

    "Until he ran into one heated Breeder after the other, all refusing him
    one way or another, while he had already difficulties with Zareth. He's
    a Summer Lord, don't you ever listen to what he tells you?" The dry
    voice again.

    "Dhereahl said she'd like him."

    "The state he's in now, we'd lose both."

    "He actually asked to be put to sleep." The cold voice again.

    "He wouldn't have done so without reason, and probably with the last
    shred of sense." The voice paused, a door opened. "You can go scrap
    yourself."

    "Chaeron wasn't heated when we left the Earth tribe yesterday morning,
    it had worn off during the night." A wavering voice.

    "It still hasn't worn off. I flew past the place where you're hiding
    her." The dry voice paused again. "Girl, this is Lords' concern."

    "He's my friend." A small, sad voice.

    Theron opened his eyes to see Ghira sitting down on the side of his bed.
    [...]

    ----------------------------------------------------------------

    If you know them, you can place the adjectives with the tribe (Winter,
    Night, Summer, Autumn) and with that and the context should know which
    people they are. (People are named properly once the eyes are open,
    too.)

    Btw, the characters in question get healed, not killed. :)


    Which reminds me of another part, from the first book of that story. The character describing the smells is a Summer Breeder, who was just a
    little kid when the warped ones took over her tribe. (Summer people do
    have the best nose, btw.)

    ----------------------------------------------------------------

    Tashen smiled. "Winter people don't get colds, but maybe you do have a
    better nose than they. What else do you remember about that?"

    "One of the Lords smelled like you, so maybe he was a Priest, too. The
    Drone didn't smell like any of them, but our Breeders whispered about it
    being a Drone when it came. It did smell a little like the Earth Drones
    and Ipoq, just without the earthy and the wet."

    "Was there anything instead of the earthy and the wet, or whatever you
    smell in us?" Dahrahn asked.

    Dasca shook her head. "You smell dark. Gorash and Ansin and Jodra smell
    cold, but not unpleasant like that snow. Tashen smells clear, straight, forceful." She shrugged.

    "Magic." Dahrahn suggested, smiling.

    "Yes, but we've all got magic, so that didn't seem to fit."

    "I am specifically Magic." Tashen said with a smile. "What about these
    silver ones? You smelled no magic in them?"

    "No, just that foul stench." She frowned. "Maybe that's their magic."

    ----------------------------------------------------------------

    Oh, it just occurs to me, you have odd things with senses, too, just in
    a completely different way. :)

    If any of that had been deliberate I'd suggest that maybe it's fun to
    play with senses, but as it is, only so in retrospect. :)

    --
    [Kian covers himself with a bedsheet] | -- Magic Earth VI
    Dayta chuckled. "You're impossible." |
    "Of course. I'm a ghost. And ghosts don't exist. Boohoo."
    Excerpts at: <http://home.htp-tel.de/fkoerper/ath/athintro.htm>


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Wed Jan 16 16:54:24 2019
    On Tue, 15 Jan 2019 08:10:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Do you enjoy rereading your stuff, or is it a chore? Me, I only write to
    have something to read that I like, so naturally I like rereading, and
    polish as I do that.

    The good parts, yeah. The parts I had to work on and which still show
    the tool marks, no.

    They're named according to type of voice: the one who talks with
    authority is 'the master,' there is an older one, and one who speaks
    in a higher-pitch. The one who's always a little late is 'the
    fourth.'

    I like that bit, want to know more. :) And it works with the
    identifiers.

    Thanks! It's one of those where my critical mind didn't exactly
    approve of what my muse->aft-brain->fingers symbiote was typing, but
    it was better than trying to hack out an alternative.

    Dasca shook her head. "You smell dark. Gorash and Ansin and Jodra smell
    cold, but not unpleasant like that snow. Tashen smells clear, straight, >forceful." She shrugged.

    I'm wondering why the cold of snow smells unpleasant. Is that because
    it's a purely physical thing?

    Oh, it just occurs to me, you have odd things with senses, too, just in
    a completely different way. :)

    If any of that had been deliberate I'd suggest that maybe it's fun to
    play with senses, but as it is, only so in retrospect. :)

    In a way, the whole basis of my wsip is senses, or rather, perception.

    The corporation hiring the guy is a loose confederation of people who
    are studying a spectrum which is much like the electromagnetic
    spectrum in general terms but is yet very different in use and
    application.

    The synth-sur formative is an example: it alters a person's perception
    of reality. Or it alters reality in their specific location (they're
    not in absolute agreement which it is).

    An example: one of the women interviewing him says:

    *****
    "Mr. Wildepad, please describe me."

    "What?"

    "My physical appearance. What would you tell the police if they asked
    for a description?"

    "Blond hair, shoulder-length, straight," he said, wondering how it
    could be important. "You're wearing a man's black retro-1950s business
    suit with a white shirt and dark blue tie. I haven't seen you
    standing, but I'd say you're a little taller than average."

    She made a mark on the paper. "Facial features? Any moles, scars,
    birthmarks? Signs of aging?"

    "I can't see any blemishes." He tried to think of the polite word for
    wrinkles. "Laugh lines. Yes, laugh lines around your eyes and mouth."

    "Is he right?" Benedict asked.

    "As close as you might expect someone to say under the circumstances."
    *****

    The CEO later explains: "Some people are, for lack of a better term,
    'immune.' Gloria wears a virtual mask which makes people see her as a
    redhead in her twenties. The force Benedict employed should have
    completely altered your reality."

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Thu Jan 17 02:23:00 2019
    On 17.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 15 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Do you enjoy rereading your stuff, or is it a chore? Me, I only
    write to have something to read that I like, so naturally I like
    rereading, and polish as I do that.

    The good parts, yeah. The parts I had to work on and which still show
    the tool marks, no.

    I so understand that. I have a bit where I tried to force an
    explanation, and am still wondering if I cleaned up the mess
    appropriately after I got an explanation more naturally much later.

    They're named according to type of voice: the one who talks with
    authority is 'the master,' there is an older one, and one who
    speaks in a higher-pitch. The one who's always a little late is
    'the fourth.'

    I like that bit, want to know more. :) And it works with the
    identifiers.

    Thanks! It's one of those where my critical mind didn't exactly
    approve of what my muse->aft-brain->fingers symbiote was typing, but
    it was better than trying to hack out an alternative.

    If you ever want a betareader, let me know. :)

    Dasca shook her head. "You smell dark. Gorash and Ansin and Jodra
    smell cold, but not unpleasant like that snow. Tashen smells clear,
    straight, forceful." She shrugged.

    I'm wondering why the cold of snow smells unpleasant. Is that because
    it's a purely physical thing?

    Oh, with more text about them I hope you'd know that she means real snow
    is unpleasant. She's a Summer Breeder. Snow is cold and wet. Her nature
    is hot and dry.

    The three in question are Winter people. (The one with 'dark' smell is a
    Night Lord. The one who smells 'wet' is a Water Drone.)

    Reading over it again, I ever more notice what you mean though. I think
    I'll change it to 'but it's not unpleasant like that snow'.

    Think that'd work?

    Oh, it just occurs to me, you have odd things with senses, too, just
    in a completely different way. :)

    If any of that had been deliberate I'd suggest that maybe it's fun
    to play with senses, but as it is, only so in retrospect. :)

    In a way, the whole basis of my wsip is senses, or rather,
    perception.

    The corporation hiring the guy is a loose confederation of people who
    are studying a spectrum which is much like the electromagnetic
    spectrum in general terms but is yet very different in use and
    application.

    And it can be manipulated with words, if I understood this right?

    The synth-sur formative is an example: it alters a person's
    perception of reality. Or it alters reality in their specific
    location (they're not in absolute agreement which it is).

    I wonder if you can't measure that. Or put up a camera. :)

    An example: one of the women interviewing him says:

    *****
    "Mr. Wildepad, please describe me."

    [...]

    The CEO later explains: "Some people are, for lack of a better term, 'immune.' Gloria wears a virtual mask which makes people see her as a
    redhead in her twenties. The force Benedict employed should have
    completely altered your reality."

    Should it have altered what he sees of her, or should it have broken the immunity, or is it unrelated to what she looks like?

    If it should have changed his perception of her, wouldn't he have
    noticed that things changed? (As in, when it does work, won't someone
    notice the change?)

    I assume there's more in the book that would give more hints about that.
    :)

    --
    Food swimming in water just wasn't right.
    (Senar looking at a bowl of stew.) -- Magic Earth V
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  • From Dorothy J Heydt@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Thu Jan 17 02:44:37 2019
    In article <mbbv3et1l85j2a9pcrfm4pkqravo42insp@4ax.com>,
    Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On Tue, 15 Jan 2019 08:10:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Do you enjoy rereading your stuff, or is it a chore? Me, I only write to >>have something to read that I like, so naturally I like rereading, and >>polish as I do that.

    The good parts, yeah. The parts I had to work on and which still show
    the tool marks, no.

    They're named according to type of voice: the one who talks with
    authority is 'the master,' there is an older one, and one who speaks
    in a higher-pitch. The one who's always a little late is 'the
    fourth.'

    I like that bit, want to know more. :) And it works with the
    identifiers.

    Thanks! It's one of those where my critical mind didn't exactly
    approve of what my muse->aft-brain->fingers symbiote was typing, but
    it was better than trying to hack out an alternative.

    Dasca shook her head. "You smell dark. Gorash and Ansin and Jodra smell >>cold, but not unpleasant like that snow. Tashen smells clear, straight, >>forceful." She shrugged.

    I'm wondering why the cold of snow smells unpleasant. Is that because
    it's a purely physical thing?

    Oh, it just occurs to me, you have odd things with senses, too, just in
    a completely different way. :)

    If any of that had been deliberate I'd suggest that maybe it's fun to
    play with senses, but as it is, only so in retrospect. :)

    In a way, the whole basis of my wsip is senses, or rather, perception.

    The corporation hiring the guy is a loose confederation of people who
    are studying a spectrum which is much like the electromagnetic
    spectrum in general terms but is yet very different in use and
    application.

    The synth-sur formative is an example: it alters a person's perception
    of reality. Or it alters reality in their specific location (they're
    not in absolute agreement which it is).

    An example: one of the women interviewing him says:

    *****
    "Mr. Wildepad, please describe me."

    "What?"

    "My physical appearance. What would you tell the police if they asked
    for a description?"

    "Blond hair, shoulder-length, straight," he said, wondering how it
    could be important. "You're wearing a man's black retro-1950s business
    suit with a white shirt and dark blue tie. I haven't seen you
    standing, but I'd say you're a little taller than average."

    She made a mark on the paper. "Facial features? Any moles, scars,
    birthmarks? Signs of aging?"

    "I can't see any blemishes." He tried to think of the polite word for >wrinkles. "Laugh lines. Yes, laugh lines around your eyes and mouth."

    "Is he right?" Benedict asked.

    "As close as you might expect someone to say under the circumstances."
    *****

    The CEO later explains: "Some people are, for lack of a better term, >'immune.' Gloria wears a virtual mask which makes people see her as a
    redhead in her twenties. The force Benedict employed should have
    completely altered your reality."

    Interesting. I'd read the next page.

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    djheydt at gmail dot com
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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sat Jan 19 00:12:10 2019
    On Thu, 17 Jan 2019 02:23:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    On 17.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    I'm wondering why the cold of snow smells unpleasant. Is that because
    it's a purely physical thing?

    Reading over it again, I ever more notice what you mean though. I think
    I'll change it to 'but it's not unpleasant like that snow'.

    Think that'd work?

    Going out on a limb here . . . could it be that snow is a lifeless
    cold, and that's what they find offensive?

    The corporation hiring the guy is a loose confederation of people who
    are studying a spectrum which is much like the electromagnetic
    spectrum in general terms but is yet very different in use and
    application.

    And it can be manipulated with words, if I understood this right?

    It's like charging a capacitor to maximum and letting it sit,
    undisturbed and at full power, until a specific combination of sound
    and magnetic fields topples a wire which drops across the poles,
    making it discharge all its power in an instant..

    You can only sidetrack a tiny amount of force, but the longer you
    divert it, the more it accumulates, like a 0.6 milliamp solar cell
    fully charging a 10kVA battery if you let it sit long enough.

    The synth-sur formative is an example: it alters a person's
    perception of reality. Or it alters reality in their specific
    location (they're not in absolute agreement which it is).

    I wonder if you can't measure that. Or put up a camera. :)

    Parallel it to 18th Century research into electricity -- they know
    something is there, but it's still mostly a mystery. About the only
    thing they can do is poke it, see how it reacts, and try to work that
    reaction into their theories. They've done enough to establish some cause-and-effect scenarios, so they can use it, after a fashion, for a
    few little things, and it usually works.

    It's all very pre-Ben Franklin, pre-A. Volta level of understanding.

    The CEO later explains: "Some people are, for lack of a better term,
    'immune.' Gloria wears a virtual mask which makes people see her as a
    redhead in her twenties. The force Benedict employed should have
    completely altered your reality."

    Should it have altered what he sees of her, or should it have broken the >immunity, or is it unrelated to what she looks like?

    That he sees her as she really is and the ssf didn't disable him are
    both proofs of his immunity. (The brief flicker he experienced
    contributes to the idea that reality is being changed locally, and
    what he saw/smelled/tasted was the air/dust motes around him being
    affected.)

    Maybe the best thing is to just post the first chapter (I know this
    breaks forum rules about length, but I think the current bandwidth can
    sustain it). There are several versions; this is probably the least messed-with:

    *****

    Jeremy tasted shadows as an echo flew past, leaving the smell of
    bright yellow in its wake.

    "I . . . I'm sorry," he said. "I don't think I understood the
    question." The five people at the table on the other side of the room
    seemed even less impressed with him than when the interview started.
    He hoped they might take his moment of confusion for simple anxiety,
    but he doubted that was a good alternative.

    "What just happened, Mr. Wildepad?" the man in the middle asked. His
    dark blue suit, graying hair, and crisp way of speaking marked him as
    an old-school CEO.

    "Nothing. Just fighting a hiccup." To help him concentrate, Jace
    gripped the arms of his chair and focused on the wall behind them.
    Floor to ceiling shelves held old leather-bound books, an odd
    furnishing for a company said to be three steps ahead of leading-edge
    tech . . ..

    He realized his mind was drifting instead of narrowing down on what he
    needed to say. "You asked why I left Yorkshire. I think there must be
    some mistake. I've never been there."

    "The question was a distraction," said the man to the CEO's right. He
    looked like an accountant, a tight-fisted one who brooked no nonsense
    when it came to numbers or responsibility. "What is important is what
    you felt the moment I asked it."

    Jeremy glanced at the other man and two women at the table, vaguely
    hoping one of them might tell him what they expected him to say.
    Instead of help, he found scrutiny, as if they were determining if he
    was a bug worth dissecting.

    "There was a sort of a ripple in the air and an odd smell. It was gone
    before I realized it was happening. I know that doesn't make sense,
    but I can't really describe it."

    "A synth-sur formative!" the older woman said angrily, turning toward
    the accountant. "You know the rules, Benedict. Nothing that can damage
    the furniture. I'd never be able to replace that chair. It's over
    three hundred years old."

    "I focused it tightly. At worst, it would have changed the color a
    little."

    "But you --"

    "Enough!" the CEO said. He looked sternly at the woman, then at
    Benedict, before turning back to Jeremy. "I apologize, Mr. Wildepad.
    My colleagues do not enjoy working together. This can cause dissent
    and an occasional disregard for rules." After turning off his tablet
    and pushing it away from him, he sat back and steepled his fingers,
    looking very much like a man having to do a disagreeable task. "You
    sensed a force which my associate manipulated. It was quite
    inappropriate for him to do so without your knowledge and consent. He
    will compensate you for the distress. It has, however, told us much of
    what we need to know."

    "Is that what you do here? Develop new weapons to disorient the enemy?
    Is that why everything about this company is so secretive?"

    The CEO turned to the woman who had not yet spoken. "Gloria, your
    talents are much more attuned to dealing with people. Perhaps you
    should explain."

    "Explanations can wait," she said. "I have questions which are
    actually important." She flipped open a case, but instead of a laptop,
    it held only a pen and a blank sheet of paper. "Mr. Wildepad, please
    describe me."

    "What?"

    "My physical appearance. What would you tell the police if they asked
    for a description?"

    "Blond hair, shoulder-length, straight," he said, wondering how it
    could be important. "You're wearing a man's black retro-1950s business
    suit with a white shirt and dark blue tie. I haven't seen you
    standing, but I'd say you're a little taller than average."

    She made a mark on the paper. "Facial features? Any moles, scars,
    birthmarks? Signs of aging?"

    "I can't see any blemishes." He tried to think of the polite word for
    wrinkles. "Laugh lines. Yes, laugh lines around your eyes and mouth."

    "Is he right?" Benedict asked.

    "As close as you might expect someone to say under the circumstances."
    She made another mark. "What type of work are you expecting to find
    here?"

    "I can write code, trace hardware faults, and design digital circuits.
    Your recruiter said you were looking for someone who can do a little
    of everything."

    "What if the majority of your job entailed sitting alone in an office
    with no assigned tasks? You could compose a symphony, build a robot,
    or anything else which does not expose your connection with this
    company."

    "Sure. There are things I'd like to do, if I had the time."

    "When you are needed, it will be for things you will not understand
    and may find ridiculous. Describing a bird, standing outside a
    building for an hour, putting a leash on a tree and staking the other
    end in the ground."

    He fought the urge to stand up and walk out. With graduation close and entry-level openings virtually non-existent, failing to land this job
    probably meant starting his career by flipping burgers. What was he
    willing to do for a position with a company so generous they offered
    to pay off his student loans in exchange for never telling anyone they interviewed him?

    "Anything," he said. "As long as the instructions are clear, I'll do
    my best, even if I don't know why I'm doing it. I understand it might
    be a long time before you trust me with any sensitive information."

    For the first time, the five all looked at each other instead of him,
    small hand gestures seeming to define their glances. After several
    long minutes, they appeared to reach an agreement.

    "What do you know of magic?" the CEO asked him.

    "I like it, especially the funny ones who make it look like the trick
    is going wrong and then doing something you'd never expect."

    "I do not refer to stage performers. I mean, for lack of a better
    term, real magic."

    "It is not magic!" Benedict said. "I hate that word. We --"

    "Enough!" the CEO said. "I am speaking colloquially for the benefit of
    an outsider. If he wishes to learn more, he can read your latest
    dissertation. If he has an exceptionally high tolerance to boredom, he
    might get past page two." He ran his hand over his head as if trying
    to smooth out his attitude as well as his hair. "Mr. Wildepad, I am
    sure you are quite familiar with the electromagnetic spectrum. What if
    I told you there is another spectrum, similarly broad, which is
    unrecognized by mainstream science, and that atypical brain chemistry
    and rare physiology enable some people to observe and manipulate
    forces within that spectrum? A few can truly make things disappear,
    transmute objects, and focus destructive powers."

    Jeremy took a deep breath. He thought of two options: this was an
    elaborate psychological test, or these people belonged in a mental
    ward. He decided the safest route, whichever was true, was to play
    along. "You want to teach me to be a wizard?"

    "No. It would have been obvious years ago if you had any capacity for perceiving these forces. It seems you may be the opposite. Some people
    are, for lack of a better term, 'immune.' Gloria wears a virtual mask
    which makes people see her as a redhead in her twenties. The force
    Benedict employed should have completely altered your reality for
    weeks. You have been exposed to other, milder, forces at various times
    during this interview. Nothing has had any apparent effect."

    Before he could think of what to say to that, Gloria spoke up. "He
    thinks we're insane."

    "Have you learned how to read minds?" the CEO asked.

    "I can read the look on his face."

    "Does it matter?" Benedict asked. "He is willing to do what we ask in
    exchange for a paycheck. We need nothing more than that."

    "I agree," the CEO said. "Mr. Wildepad, setting aside whatever you
    believe, we are prepared to establish you in business as an
    independent consultant. We will be your sole client. You are to never
    reveal your connection to this company or its personnel. You will
    perform any task we require, as long as it is within your physical and
    mental abilities. In return, we will provide a suitable office, a
    generous expense account, and an income several times larger than you
    could hope to earn elsewhere."

    He first thought they must be using magic, dropping him into an
    old-time, stuttering silent movie. It took him a moment to realize it
    was due to his rapid blinking and his heart fluttering like a lopsided
    film reel.

    Before he could think of how to answer, Gloria put away her pen and
    closed her case. "On your way out, you will be given the address of
    the legal firm which handles these matters for us," she said. "If you
    accept our offer, please contact them before the end of the day." The
    others stood when she did and followed her out, leaving him still
    unable to think of anything to say.

    *****

    In the next chapter, he goes on his first mission (sitting on a park
    bench with someone while watching for large birds) and meets another
    employee who doesn't know, and doesn't want to know, anything about
    the company's activities.

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to Heydt on Sat Jan 19 00:12:10 2019
    On Thu, 17 Jan 2019 02:44:37 GMT, djheydt@kithrup.com (Dorothy J
    Heydt) wrote:

    Interesting. I'd read the next page.

    Thanks! Can't ask for more than that (well, a person can ask, but it's
    unlikely to get more).

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Sat Jan 19 17:48:00 2019
    On 19.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 17 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 17.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    I'm wondering why the cold of snow smells unpleasant. Is that
    because it's a purely physical thing?

    Reading over it again, I ever more notice what you mean though. I
    think I'll change it to 'but it's not unpleasant like that snow'.

    Think that'd work?

    Going out on a limb here . . . could it be that snow is a lifeless
    cold, and that's what they find offensive?

    No, like I said, she's a Summer Breeder. Her nature is hot and dry. Just
    like an ice bear would find hanging out in the Death Valley unpleasant
    (but she's happily comfortable in a similar environment on their world, actually needs it). Btw, "offensive" doesn't fit any of it. :)

    The Winter people themselves aren't outright cold and wet, either. :)
    (Just cooler to the touch than most other tribes.)

    From a bit earlier: ----------------------------------------------------------------

    "The (Winter) children [...] think the snow is great fun."

    [...]

    Dasca pushed a finger at the snow on her bedroll. "Fun?" she said
    quietly, [...]

    Jansha knew well why the Summer Breeder wouldn't agree, but asked her,
    "You don't think so?"

    "It's cold and wet." Dasca pointed out, pulling her hand back under the
    cover.

    ----------------------------------------------------------------

    There's more odd bits and mentions about what this or that tribe likes
    or doesn't like, including from her and about Summer people in general.

    That's why I said I hope with more text (more story) you'd know that she
    meant actual snow is unpleasant. :)

    The tribe's names aren't just tags or titles. :)

    The corporation hiring the guy is a loose confederation of people
    who are studying a spectrum which is much like the electromagnetic
    spectrum in general terms but is yet very different in use and
    application.

    And it can be manipulated with words, if I understood this right?

    It's like charging a capacitor to maximum and letting it sit,
    undisturbed and at full power, until a specific combination of sound
    and magnetic fields topples a wire which drops across the poles,
    making it discharge all its power in an instant..

    Ah. Wouldn't that be a short circuit? :)

    You can only sidetrack a tiny amount of force, but the longer you
    divert it, the more it accumulates, like a 0.6 milliamp solar cell
    fully charging a 10kVA battery if you let it sit long enough.

    Trying to remember my job training to check if that would actually work.
    :) (Been too long though.)

    The synth-sur formative is an example: it alters a person's
    perception of reality. Or it alters reality in their specific
    location (they're not in absolute agreement which it is).

    I wonder if you can't measure that. Or put up a camera. :)

    Parallel it to 18th Century research into electricity -- they know
    something is there, but it's still mostly a mystery. About the only
    thing they can do is poke it, see how it reacts, and try to work that reaction into their theories. They've done enough to establish some cause-and-effect scenarios, so they can use it, after a fashion, for
    a few little things, and it usually works.

    In the quote you added below, a tablet is mentioned though, and laptops
    exist. That suggests they can take photos, no? They could show whether
    reality was altered, or not (and then it's just perception). Unless the
    effect would be caught on film to affect whoever watches it.

    Should it have altered what he sees of her, or should it have broken
    the immunity, or is it unrelated to what she looks like?

    That he sees her as she really is and the ssf didn't disable him are
    both proofs of his immunity. (The brief flicker he experienced
    contributes to the idea that reality is being changed locally, and
    what he saw/smelled/tasted was the air/dust motes around him being
    affected.)

    Ah, now I get it.

    Maybe the best thing is to just post the first chapter (I know this
    breaks forum rules about length, but I think the current bandwidth
    can sustain it).

    I only auto-post the FAQ, I didn't write it. :) Maybe we should ask
    people what they say about increasing the limit. (I'd certainly welcome
    it. I wanted to post the first scene of the S&E, wondering whether I'd
    alredy done that in the past, and a bit of the 2nd one, and see what
    people say about those non-humans, whether they come across
    appropriately, and whether it works with the scene I dumped at the
    beginning, before the one that properly introduces them.)

    There are several versions; this is probably the least messed-with:

    *****
    [...]

    "Anything," he said. "As long as the instructions are clear, I'll do
    my best, even if I don't know why I'm doing it. I understand it might
    be a long time before you trust me with any sensitive information."

    What about possible injuries?

    Jeremy took a deep breath. He thought of two options: this was an
    elaborate psychological test, or these people belonged in a mental
    ward.

    Was the thing he felt at the beginning not odd enough to give the people
    the benefit of the doubt? :) (I could accept that that was lost in
    nervousness, though.)

    Before he could think of what to say to that, Gloria spoke up. "He
    thinks we're insane."

    "Have you learned how to read minds?" the CEO asked.

    "I can read the look on his face."

    LOL. :)

    "Does it matter?" Benedict asked. "He is willing to do what we ask in exchange for a paycheck. We need nothing more than that."

    "I agree," the CEO said. "Mr. Wildepad, setting aside whatever you
    believe, we are prepared to establish you in business as an
    independent consultant. We will be your sole client. You are to never
    reveal your connection to this company or its personnel. You will
    perform any task we require, as long as it is within your physical
    and mental abilities. In return, we will provide a suitable office, a generous expense account, and an income several times larger than you
    could hope to earn elsewhere."

    I wonder again about not injuring or maiming him (I'd add that as
    guarantee if it were true).

    *****

    I like the way you write.

    With what you explained outside this, I'm not sure I now know more than
    before though. Apart from the kind of jobs he might have to do.

    Again, if you want a betareader (I'll stick to what you want commented
    on, I would just need a list, if you want to), let me know.

    Mind, right now I started rereading the Seasons & Elements trilogy, so
    I'm a bit busy with that (and then trying to fill the third book) at the moment. :)

    In the next chapter, he goes on his first mission (sitting on a park
    bench with someone while watching for large birds) and meets another
    employee who doesn't know, and doesn't want to know, anything about
    the company's activities.

    I'm still intrigued. Sounds very interesting. :)

    --
    "Did you make a mistake when you cut off your end of the tie and
    somehow swapped identities with Thalos?"
    Arentus grinned. "Maybe you and I did."
    -- Senar and Arentus, Magic Earth IV: Seeing Far


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sat Jan 19 20:13:16 2019
    On Sat, 19 Jan 2019 17:48:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    On 19.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 17 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    And it can be manipulated with words, if I understood this right?

    It's like charging a capacitor to maximum and letting it sit,
    undisturbed and at full power, until a specific combination of sound
    and magnetic fields topples a wire which drops across the poles,
    making it discharge all its power in an instant..

    Ah. Wouldn't that be a short circuit? :)

    With a large capacitor, it's a fairly spectacular short circuit! The
    air is ionized, allowing sparks to jump in all directions.

    Parallel it to 18th Century research into electricity -- they know
    something is there, but it's still mostly a mystery. About the only
    thing they can do is poke it, see how it reacts, and try to work that
    reaction into their theories. They've done enough to establish some
    cause-and-effect scenarios, so they can use it, after a fashion, for
    a few little things, and it usually works.

    In the quote you added below, a tablet is mentioned though, and laptops >exist. That suggests they can take photos, no? They could show whether >reality was altered, or not (and then it's just perception). Unless the >effect would be caught on film to affect whoever watches it.

    This is set in modern day.

    If a camera is within the field, is it accurately recording a
    distorted reality or is it recording its distorted perception of
    reality?

    If it's outside the field, it's only going to record the perception of
    normal reality, no matter how distorted the target's reality is.

    It's like printing a word with really tall, skinny letters. Seen
    straight on, it's distorted; seen at a steep angle, it looks normal.
    When you're in a normal area, you always see things in a way that make
    them look normal.

    *****
    [...]

    "Anything," he said. "As long as the instructions are clear, I'll do
    my best, even if I don't know why I'm doing it. I understand it might
    be a long time before you trust me with any sensitive information."

    What about possible injuries?

    Not likely unless someone wants to use him as a test subject, and he's
    far too valuable to them for that.

    Jeremy took a deep breath. He thought of two options: this was an
    elaborate psychological test, or these people belonged in a mental
    ward.

    Was the thing he felt at the beginning not odd enough to give the people
    the benefit of the doubt? :) (I could accept that that was lost in >nervousness, though.)

    A fraction of a second of confusion when you're in a stressful
    situation vs. blind acceptance that they're wizards . . .

    Before he could think of what to say to that, Gloria spoke up. "He
    thinks we're insane."

    "Have you learned how to read minds?" the CEO asked.

    "I can read the look on his face."

    LOL. :)

    Thanks! I try to keep things light when possible. It doesn't always
    work.

    I wonder again about not injuring or maiming him (I'd add that as
    guarantee if it were true).

    He is something of an outsider, and they're all psychopaths, but he's
    also a valuable asset, sort of a one-person control group. I'm sure
    some danger will creep up (it wouldn't be much a story without some
    sort of risk), but it'll likely be unintentional. Keep in mind, they
    have plenty of money, so if he lives, he'll be adequately compensated.

    Again, if you want a betareader (I'll stick to what you want commented
    on, I would just need a list, if you want to), let me know.

    Thanks for the offer, but I generally only let people see a completed
    work when they're in a position to give me money. Segments I'm
    struggling with, yes, I'll take all the help I can get, but for a
    completed work, the only approval/disapproval which is meaningful to
    me is whether they'll sign a check. ;)

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  • From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to All on Sat Jan 19 22:59:03 2019
    On Sat, 19 Jan 2019 20:13:16 -0600, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com>
    wrote:

    What about possible injuries?

    Not likely unless someone wants to use him as a test subject, and he's
    far too valuable to them for that.

    *He* doesn't know that, and should worry.

    He should also worry about being used to commit crimes.

    (Not to mention that one of them tried to cause him serious injury
    during the interview.)

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at comcast dot net

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Sun Jan 20 06:33:00 2019
    On 20.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 19 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Ah. Wouldn't that be a short circuit? :)

    With a large capacitor, it's a fairly spectacular short circuit! The
    air is ionized, allowing sparks to jump in all directions.

    Reminds me of Tesla coil displays. :)

    (And that the loading and discharge curves are pretty much an inversion
    or mirror of each others'.)

    In the quote you added below, a tablet is mentioned though, and
    laptops exist. That suggests they can take photos, no? They could
    show whether reality was altered, or not (and then it's just
    perception). Unless the effect would be caught on film to affect
    whoever watches it.

    This is set in modern day.

    If a camera is within the field, is it accurately recording a
    distorted reality or is it recording its distorted perception of
    reality?

    That's what I wonder, or suggest you could have your scientists wonder.

    Depending which it is, it could help find out what the effect is. Does
    the effect get caught on film (or digital media), or not, is what you
    would have to decide/find out. :)

    Well, it's just something I'd cover as writer, and would wonder why it's
    not mentioned while reading the story.

    If it's outside the field, it's only going to record the perception
    of normal reality, no matter how distorted the target's reality is.

    It's like printing a word with really tall, skinny letters. Seen
    straight on, it's distorted; seen at a steep angle, it looks normal.
    When you're in a normal area, you always see things in a way that
    make them look normal.

    Nice explanation. :) (Still, what about a camera inside the field?)

    What about possible injuries?

    Not likely unless someone wants to use him as a test subject, and
    he's far too valuable to them for that.

    Like Joy said, he doesn't know that. :)

    I wonder again about not injuring or maiming him (I'd add that as
    guarantee if it were true).

    He is something of an outsider, and they're all psychopaths, but he's
    also a valuable asset, sort of a one-person control group. I'm sure
    some danger will creep up (it wouldn't be much a story without some
    sort of risk), but it'll likely be unintentional. Keep in mind, they
    have plenty of money, so if he lives, he'll be adequately
    compensated.

    I'm thinking about having the possibility/exclusion of it covered in the
    job offer and contract, not asking you as writer about it. :)

    If they evade the subject, and he doesn't even get the idea to consider
    it, I'd want to know why, too, as a reader.

    Again, if you want a betareader (I'll stick to what you want
    commented on, I would just need a list, if you want to), let me
    know.

    Thanks for the offer, but I generally only let people see a completed
    work when they're in a position to give me money. Segments I'm
    struggling with, yes, I'll take all the help I can get, but for a
    completed work, the only approval/disapproval which is meaningful to
    me is whether they'll sign a check. ;)

    Hehe, to get that check, a betareader could help improve the overall
    thing. ;P

    Was just an offer though. I'd certainly like a betareader. :)

    --
    "Say that again and you'll get your cake served right here, flying even."
    -- Shayna, Magic Earth V Excerpts at: <http://home.htp-tel.de/fkoerper/ath/athintro.htm>


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Sun Jan 20 23:42:55 2019
    On Sat, 19 Jan 2019 22:59:03 -0500, Joy Beeson
    <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

    (Not to mention that one of them tried to cause him serious injury
    during the interview.)

    They started small. The CEO stated: "You have been exposed to other,
    milder, forces at various times during this interview. Nothing has had
    any apparent effect." So it was only after he was seen to be 'immune'
    to normal things that Benedict used a powerful force.

    Even then, both the older woman and the CEO were quick to chastise
    Benedict for that. The CEO openly acknowledges the error in judgment:
    "It was quite inappropriate for him to do so without your knowledge
    and consent." So it's obviously corporate policy to not turn people
    into mush without first getting a signed consent form.

    There are several versions of chapter two, and I don't know if any
    numbers will be mentioned (there are arguments for and against doing
    so) in the final draft, but if it is stated, the compensation Benedict
    pays is in the six figures. That's for a fraction of a second's
    confusion, and in a worst-case scenario, the effect would have worn
    off in a few days/weeks.

    It's clear it's not their intention to hurt him (even Benedict waited
    until other things failed to affect him), and they're offering an
    exceptionally lucrative position, and it is a job when no one else is
    hiring, so the risk/reward ratio is greatly in his favor.

    There also the major consideration that if he turns down the job,
    there isn't a story . . .

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sun Jan 20 23:42:55 2019
    On Sun, 20 Jan 2019 06:33:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 20.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    If a camera is within the field, is it accurately recording a
    distorted reality or is it recording its distorted perception of
    reality?

    That's what I wonder, or suggest you could have your scientists wonder.

    I have this intense feeling that the more I explain, the deeper the
    hole I'm digging.

    Since the first chapter mentions Benedict's 'latest dissertation' on
    the spectrum, I suppose the protagonist should at least leaf through
    it at some point.

    I see the need to keep up the "we're early researchers and don't have
    any solid answers yet" vibe. I suspect that's going to be a main
    turning point in the plot.

    It's almost like they're at the "we built this Wimshurst machine and
    can make pretty sparks" level, and you're asking how they measure
    attenuation of radio waves in a non-ferrous inductor.

    What about possible injuries?

    Not likely unless someone wants to use him as a test subject, and
    he's far too valuable to them for that.

    Like Joy said, he doesn't know that. :)

    You may want to read my response to her.

    I'm thinking about having the possibility/exclusion of it covered in the
    job offer and contract, not asking you as writer about it. :)

    A lot of that, from my point of view, is covered by the fact they have
    lawyers to set everything up.

    Every contract will have a "we're not responsible for injury or death"
    clause, but if a lot of people working for the same company get hurt,
    the courts can, and often do, say the standard clause is insufficient.
    Lawyers know that, so they expand those portions to cover enough
    eventualities so a court will be satisfied it was adequate.

    If someone hands you a fifteen page employee contract and fourteen
    pages of it are your accepting responsibility for the multiple ways
    you can be maimed, dismembered, or die, then it becomes an issue.

    Since it's not mentioned in the story, he must not have noticed any
    particular emphasis in the contract on the risks he faces.

    Was just an offer though. I'd certainly like a betareader. :)

    I would offer, but I'm a terrible betareader because if I get caught
    up in the characters, I miss all sorts of plot holes, bad pacing, etc.
    because I lose sight of how the story is being told, and if I don't
    get swept away, all I see are poofreading errors and don't notice the
    pygmy mentalist in chapter two is a flat-footed Martian cop by chapter
    nine.

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Mon Jan 21 14:44:00 2019
    On 21.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 20 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 20.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    If a camera is within the field, is it accurately recording a
    distorted reality or is it recording its distorted perception of
    reality?

    That's what I wonder, or suggest you could have your scientists
    wonder.

    I have this intense feeling that the more I explain, the deeper the
    hole I'm digging.

    I'm also getting the impression that we digress from the initial thing
    someone reading your story might wonder: what about cameras. :)

    When you get round to explaining what the scientists know, you could
    mention whatever they observed when they tried. Whether that's camera
    explodes, or film blank (or memory card melted), or something more
    useful, depends on what you want for the story. :)

    I see the need to keep up the "we're early researchers and don't have
    any solid answers yet" vibe. I suspect that's going to be a main
    turning point in the plot.

    Sounds good.

    It's almost like they're at the "we built this Wimshurst machine and
    can make pretty sparks" level, and you're asking how they measure
    attenuation of radio waves in a non-ferrous inductor.

    Hm, and here I thought putting up a camera would be an obvious thing to
    try, if they have them. :)

    What about possible injuries?

    Not likely unless someone wants to use him as a test subject, and
    he's far too valuable to them for that.

    Like Joy said, he doesn't know that. :)

    You may want to read my response to her.

    I did. You're explaining what she or I should see in the story, but I'm
    not asking you to explain this. I'm suggesting you put something into
    the actual story text. What you do with the suggestion is up to you. :)

    Talking here won't change the story text or what someone like I would
    wonder when reading it.

    I'm thinking about having the possibility/exclusion of it covered in
    the job offer and contract, not asking you as writer about it. :)

    A lot of that, from my point of view, is covered by the fact they
    have lawyers to set everything up.

    Then a thought in that regard might do. :)

    Since it's not mentioned in the story, he must not have noticed any particular emphasis in the contract on the risks he faces.

    A reader might wonder, though, is all I'm saying. :)

    Was just an offer though. I'd certainly like a betareader. :)

    I would offer, but I'm a terrible betareader because if I get caught
    up in the characters, I miss all sorts of plot holes, bad pacing,
    etc. because I lose sight of how the story is being told, and if I
    don't get swept away, all I see are poofreading errors and don't
    notice the pygmy mentalist in chapter two is a flat-footed Martian
    cop by chapter nine.

    LOL. :)

    Well, if you're ever bored and curious, just learning whether you'd be
    swept away or bored out of your mind could help. Mind, reading 200k word
    books (3 of them, when I finish the third one one day) might be a bit
    much for just that.

    Would be nice to have someone to talk with about it too, maybe get
    direct suggestions or inspiration on what to do in the third book.

    Right now I'm reading through the books again and hope I'll get and keep
    some momentum to pour some text into the third one. :)

    --
    "What colour is it?" Jodra asked, peering into Ansin's mug.
    "I'd be able to tell you if you let me look at it."
    -- Seasons & Elements 1/3: Controlled by Magic


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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Mon Jan 21 23:33:20 2019
    On Mon, 21 Jan 2019 14:44:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Right now I'm reading through the books again and hope I'll get and keep
    some momentum to pour some text into the third one. :)

    A while ago, I stopped submitting a ms. to agents and decided to
    change the couple of things people said might be putting agents off --
    too long (120K words), and two of the main characters are demons.

    Since they're very non-typical demons, I can change them to trolls,
    and I'm sure losing a few scenes wouldn't destroy the story.

    A quick check shows I haven't touched it since 12/15.

    A novel which I am/was writing only because it's the type of thing I
    really want to read stalled out on one scene and hasn't seen progress
    of any kind since 02/16.

    The story discussed here was started wish some seriousness in approx.
    7/16 and now sits at the 'maybe two acceptable chapters' stage.

    What is this "momentum" of which you speak?

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Tue Jan 22 07:49:00 2019
    On 22.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 21 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    Right now I'm reading through the books again and hope I'll get and
    keep some momentum to pour some text into the third one. :)

    A while ago, I stopped submitting a ms. to agents and decided to
    change the couple of things people said might be putting agents off
    -- too long (120K words), and two of the main characters are demons.

    What people?

    Mind, I've given up on published books being what I want to read, so I'm
    not exactly reflecting potential customers, but for me, longer = better,
    and without further info, demons as main characters makes it more
    interesting.

    Since they're very non-typical demons, I can change them to trolls,
    and I'm sure losing a few scenes wouldn't destroy the story.

    For me, trolls aren't really interesting at all. :)

    Been playing Shadowrun computer RPG game a while ago, and there I ran
    into the first troll I actually like (and female at that, though the
    story had her chafe at my character for quite some time, I actively
    tried to improve on that).

    In another of those games (there are three of them), I ran into a really
    cool orc, too. (And orcs are about as high on my list of interesting
    characters as trolls.)

    No dwarf that changed my opinion on them, though.

    A quick check shows I haven't touched it since 12/15.

    A novel which I am/was writing only because it's the type of thing I
    really want to read stalled out on one scene and hasn't seen progress
    of any kind since 02/16.

    The story discussed here was started wish some seriousness in approx.
    7/16 and now sits at the 'maybe two acceptable chapters' stage.

    What manuscripts did you submit, it must have been something finished,
    no?

    What is this "momentum" of which you speak?

    Oh, if we're listing stories that only got started, I can offer 15 or
    more. :)

    Initially I wrote the first two books (and a bit of the third) of the
    Seasons & Elements trilogy in relatively short time, pretty much in one
    go.

    Then 6 books of the Magic Earth series (around 130k words on average per
    book, though it varies a bit) also in one go, right to the point where I
    knew that's the end of the story!

    Added more text over the years, now there's a 7th, and a Steam friend
    that read them says it should be part of the series (it does tie up some
    loose ends, like getting rid of the evil overlords - which the initial
    story wasn't about).

    They got rolling, got momentum. :)

    Among the others, I have 6 attempts at Fantasy With Gods (I'm not good
    on doing the gods' motivations, though, or be satisfied with the way
    they are, or they're too good and there's nothing to tell,...), one
    Space adventure, one near future Earth has been invaded by no one really
    knows what they are, or what they want, but they took over without
    problems...

    Oh, there's also a fantasy on our world about some special (invented)
    people. One where humans invaded some nice alien place. Some alien place
    that's changing, with humans turning up (I finally figured out how they
    came to be there, but haven't touched the story in years).

    I got the feeling that all ideas I had went into the two big stories
    that got rolling though, and I can at best do a repeat.

    More recently I started a kind of inversion of the Magic Earth series,
    with benign overlords, but didn't get rolling there either. (Even the
    title would fit; Earth Magic.) But I could insert the one thought I
    haven't found a place to put it yet.

    Oh, and let's not forget my poor vampire story, that was killed by
    statements about what had to be put into a story.

    Hm, checking my list, there's still more that I didn't even mention. All fantasy, on other worlds. Oh, one more Fantasy With Gods that isn't part
    of the initial 6, too.

    I occasionally think of one or the other, but tend to only reread the
    two bigger stories, and want to finish the S&E.

    --
    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3


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  • From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Tue Jan 22 23:18:25 2019
    On Tue, 22 Jan 2019 07:49:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3

    Reminds me of the story I'll remember the name of right after clicking
    "send", set on a planet settled by a wealthy man who wanted to create
    a permanent SCA encampment, who accidentally selected his settlers for
    latent genes for magic.

    What the quote reminded me of was that some kinds of magicians could
    fly, but witches could only levitate objects -- so they rode brooms.

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at comcast dot net

    If this were a YASID, I'd add that the badge of a monk was a little
    yellow screwdriver; that should be a dead giveaway.

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  • From Dorothy J Heydt@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Wed Jan 23 05:21:37 2019
    In article <a8qf4edjslqa40o30eh161lrl43ipofoo1@4ax.com>,
    Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:
    On Tue, 22 Jan 2019 07:49:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3

    Reminds me of the story I'll remember the name of right after clicking >"send", set on a planet settled by a wealthy man who wanted to create
    a permanent SCA encampment, who accidentally selected his settlers for
    latent genes for magic.

    What the quote reminded me of was that some kinds of magicians could
    fly, but witches could only levitate objects -- so they rode brooms.

    Was this the series by Christopher Stasheff? If so, no wonder
    you forgot it. It was pretty bad.

    --
    Dorothy J. Heydt
    Vallejo, California
    djheydt at gmail dot com
    www.kithrup.com/~djheydt/

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Wed Jan 23 01:01:19 2019
    On Tue, 22 Jan 2019 23:18:25 -0500, Joy Beeson
    <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:

    On Tue, 22 Jan 2019 07:49:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3

    Reminds me of the story I'll remember the name of right after clicking >"send", set on a planet settled by a wealthy man who wanted to create
    a permanent SCA encampment, who accidentally selected his settlers for
    latent genes for magic.

    What the quote reminded me of was that some kinds of magicians could
    fly, but witches could only levitate objects -- so they rode brooms.

    Reminds me of a short story I wrote a long time ago -- magic was
    severely aligned with gender, and this was about a boy who qualified
    as a witch instead of a wizard. I think it set something of a record,
    rejected by six magazines in two months, as if Editors wanted it out
    of their office as fast as possible.

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Wed Jan 23 01:01:19 2019
    On Tue, 22 Jan 2019 07:49:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    On 22.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 21 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    A while ago, I stopped submitting a ms. to agents and decided to
    change the couple of things people said might be putting agents off
    -- too long (120K words), and two of the main characters are demons.

    Mind, I've given up on published books being what I want to read, so I'm
    not exactly reflecting potential customers, but for me, longer = better,
    and without further info, demons as main characters makes it more >interesting.

    The 'level' of my writing is considered suitable for YA fiction (still
    haven't worked out if that's a compliment or a denunciation).
    According to more than one source in the trade, having a demon
    severely limits a book's potential because of the obvious link to
    Satanism. Evil, pit-dwelling, soul-eating folk, fine, but the name
    'demon' stigmatizes them. I can't pull off making up a word, and I
    can't find anything reasonably close in mythology.

    For me, trolls aren't really interesting at all. :)

    Yeah, but it's just a name. The fact that they come from the roots of
    mountains is about the only parallel to the standard troll.

    What manuscripts did you submit, it must have been something finished,
    no?

    I have two which are truly submissable, and two which I could submit
    hoping there'd be enough of a delay between a request for sample
    chapters and a demand for the full text that I could whip them into
    shape.

    Everything else ranges from a couple of chapters to a lot of words but
    the plot isn't really kicking in yet.

    Oh, if we're listing stories that only got started, I can offer 15 or
    more. :)

    Initially I wrote the first two books (and a bit of the third) of the
    Seasons & Elements trilogy in relatively short time, pretty much in one
    go.

    Then 6 books of the Magic Earth series (around 130k words on average per >book, though it varies a bit) also in one go, right to the point where I
    knew that's the end of the story!

    Added more text over the years, now there's a 7th, and a Steam friend
    that read them says it should be part of the series (it does tie up some >loose ends, like getting rid of the evil overlords - which the initial
    story wasn't about).

    They got rolling, got momentum. :)

    I'm sorry, but I don't recognize your name (except from here). Have
    you had any of these published? Where can I buy them?

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Wed Jan 23 15:19:00 2019
    On 23.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 22 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 22.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    A while ago, I stopped submitting a ms. to agents and decided to
    change the couple of things people said might be putting agents off
    -- too long (120K words), and two of the main characters are
    demons.

    Mind, I've given up on published books being what I want to read, so
    I'm not exactly reflecting potential customers, but for me, longer =
    better, and without further info, demons as main characters makes it
    more interesting.

    The 'level' of my writing is considered suitable for YA fiction
    (still haven't worked out if that's a compliment or a denunciation).

    Hm, I wouldn't know either. I guess it depends on whether you're happy
    with it, or would rather target another audience.

    According to more than one source in the trade, having a demon
    severely limits a book's potential because of the obvious link to
    Satanism. Evil, pit-dwelling, soul-eating folk, fine, but the name
    'demon' stigmatizes them.

    Hrmpf.

    I can't pull off making up a word, and I can't find anything
    reasonably close in mythology.

    I used to have no problem with that. If you supply some info, I could
    try to come up with something, or maybe others will.

    For me, trolls aren't really interesting at all. :)

    Yeah, but it's just a name. The fact that they come from the roots of mountains is about the only parallel to the standard troll.

    It's weird, some words I attach to my own stuff and redefine the
    meaning, and some words just draw an image that's hard to shed.

    What manuscripts did you submit, it must have been something
    finished, no?

    I have two which are truly submissable, and two which I could submit
    hoping there'd be enough of a delay between a request for sample
    chapters and a demand for the full text that I could whip them into
    shape.

    Everything else ranges from a couple of chapters to a lot of words
    but the plot isn't really kicking in yet.

    If you find a method to change that, let me know! :)

    Added more text over the years, now there's a 7th, and a Steam
    friend that read them says it should be part of the series (it does
    tie up some loose ends, like getting rid of the evil overlords -
    which the initial story wasn't about).

    They got rolling, got momentum. :)

    I'm sorry, but I don't recognize your name (except from here). Have
    you had any of these published? Where can I buy them?

    No, not published anywhere.

    I write them to have something to read that I like. These days I
    wouldn't mind publishing if I got money for it, but have no idea how to
    go about that within my abilities, and slush piles are big anyway. Few
    people ever actually get money for it, and I guess most are in it for 'I
    want the world to read my stuff', which I'm not.

    Once I've spellchecked the finished story on the next reread (that Steam
    friend emphasized the need for a spellcheck), I could send the first
    book to you for whatever comments you would have. Right now my mind's
    firmly focussed on the unfinished one, though.

    --
    [The Quiet Sea]
    "That is something Jeahnira should like, too, if only to yell at it as well."
    -- Dersia, Seasons & Elements 2/3: Controlling the Magic


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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Wed Jan 23 15:04:00 2019
    On 23.01.19, Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:
    On 22 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3

    Reminds me of the story I'll remember the name of right after
    clicking "send", set on a planet settled by a wealthy man who wanted
    to create a permanent SCA encampment, who accidentally selected his
    settlers for latent genes for magic.

    What the quote reminded me of was that some kinds of magicians could
    fly, but witches could only levitate objects -- so they rode brooms.

    Heh, interesting, and a nice way to explain why witches would ride
    brooms. Though I can't remember any particular cliche/trope/theme/(what
    is the right term anyway?) for flying magicians.


    My quote is more typical Magic tribe. :) It's right after an Air Lord
    showed the viewpoint (he now has Air magic too) how to fly. (The males
    of this species have wings.)

    The Fire tribe has special terms for the other tribes - some who grew up
    there took them along - and 'wizard' is what they call people from the
    Magic tribe.


    Had to look up SCA, found "Society for Creative Anachronism", hope that
    is what you mean. :) (Seems to fit the context.)

    --
    [Theron carrying Jansha]
    "Whoever needs drakes when you've got a Summer Lord nearby?" Tashen asked, waving at her. -- Seasons & Elements 2/3: Controlling the Magic


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  • From Joy Beeson@21:1/5 to Heydt on Wed Jan 23 19:43:22 2019
    On Wed, 23 Jan 2019 05:21:37 GMT, djheydt@kithrup.com (Dorothy J
    Heydt) wrote:

    Was this the series by Christopher Stasheff? If so, no wonder
    you forgot it. It was pretty bad.

    That was it! I expect Wikipedia would tell me the name of the series
    if I cared.

    I rather liked it, but it didn't take many volumes to wear out the
    premise.

    --
    Joy Beeson
    joy beeson at comcast dot net
    http://wlweather.net/PAGEJOY/

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  • From Dorothy J Heydt@21:1/5 to A. Tina Hall on Thu Jan 24 01:42:33 2019
    In article <EeQg2zL7tGB@A_Tina_Hall>,
    A. Tina Hall <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:
    On 23.01.19, Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:
    On 22 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    [Flying]
    "Why can't the wizards do this?" Thay asked.
    "Because you can't lift yourself, of course." Viroces returned.
    He laughed. "Makes sense." -- Seasons & Elements 3/3

    Reminds me of the story I'll remember the name of right after
    clicking "send", set on a planet settled by a wealthy man who wanted
    to create a permanent SCA encampment, who accidentally selected his
    settlers for latent genes for magic.

    What the quote reminded me of was that some kinds of magicians could
    fly, but witches could only levitate objects -- so they rode brooms.

    Heh, interesting, and a nice way to explain why witches would ride
    brooms. Though I can't remember any particular cliche/trope/theme/(what
    is the right term anyway?) for flying magicians.


    My quote is more typical Magic tribe. :) It's right after an Air Lord
    showed the viewpoint (he now has Air magic too) how to fly. (The males
    of this species have wings.)

    The Fire tribe has special terms for the other tribes - some who grew up >there took them along - and 'wizard' is what they call people from the
    Magic tribe.


    Had to look up SCA, found "Society for Creative Anachronism", hope that
    is what you mean. :) (Seems to fit the context.)

    Yes, that's right.

    We do the Middle Ages the way the US Civil War fans do the US
    Civil War. Only they have stricter rules about authenticity than
    we do -- you can't attend the re-enactment of a battle originally
    fought in 1863 in a uniform with buttons that weren't issued till
    1864 -- but then they have more material to be authentic with,
    including photographs.

    I'll note that Stasheff decided only after several published
    volumes that the wizarding world had been founded by SCAdians,
    and retconned it in his next volume.

    --
    Dorothy J. Heydt
    Vallejo, California
    djheydt at gmail dot com
    www.kithrup.com/~djheydt/

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  • From Dorothy J Heydt@21:1/5 to jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid on Thu Jan 24 01:37:51 2019
    In article <b62i4el1k7kuvqihrrs8kg8ni49vi7ie1s@4ax.com>,
    Joy Beeson <jbeeson@invalid.net.invalid> wrote:
    On Wed, 23 Jan 2019 05:21:37 GMT, djheydt@kithrup.com (Dorothy J
    Heydt) wrote:

    Was this the series by Christopher Stasheff? If so, no wonder
    you forgot it. It was pretty bad.

    That was it! I expect Wikipedia would tell me the name of the series
    if I cared.

    I rather liked it, but it didn't take many volumes to wear out the
    premise.

    Hal bought, and read at least once, ten or eleven volumes of it.
    He never reread them. I dropped out after volume two or three or
    something like that.

    --
    Dorothy J. Heydt
    Vallejo, California
    djheydt at gmail dot com
    www.kithrup.com/~djheydt/

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org on Sun Jan 27 00:11:37 2019
    On Mon, 21 Jan 2019 14:44:00 +0100, "A. Tina Hall"
    <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    What about possible injuries?

    I'm suggesting you put something into
    the actual story text.

    Done!

    It might not be splendid, inspired, or inspiring prose, but it
    actually is a little better than what I had.

    When he's on his first assignment:

    *****

    About a fourth of the way through the park, the man slowed and took a
    side path to a row of benches in the shade. They sat on the cleanest
    one.

    "What am I supposed to do?" Jace asked after the man stayed silent for
    long minutes.

    "Watch for birds."

    He looked around. "There are pigeons on the lawn over there."

    "It will be larger."

    "How large?"

    "Larger than a pigeon." His tone said he thought Jeremy was an idiot,
    and he had no time to deal with idiots. "Crows, ravens, or any of the
    raptores. Large and smart, though smart counts for more than size."
    The man leaned back and seemed to see him for the first time. The
    pale, leathery face made Jeremy instantly revise his guess of the
    man's age from sixty to eighty, or more. Perhaps much more. "They said
    they'd send someone new," the man said. The wrinkles around his eyes
    deepened. "Just how new are you?"

    "First time. I mean, this is the first thing I'm doing for the
    corporation."

    The word the man mumbled sounded like a mixture of ancient Greek,
    Russian, and Welsh, but there was no mistaking it was a swear word.
    Then his shoulders slumped as if resigning himself to his fate.

    "My work is intense," he said. "The amount of concentration needed is
    nearly unbearable. It's also compelling. Imagine looking at the very
    core of pure beauty, and when you nudge it, it becomes a thousand
    times more vivid. It draws you in, and before you realize it, you're
    down the rabbit hole, asking the hatter for tea." He rubbed his
    temples and bent his head back. "I have to come to a place like this
    every so often, immerse myself in simple reality. People who don't . .
    . it doesn't bear thinking about." He lowered his head and looked
    around the park. "You're my escort, keeping me safe on these little excursions."

    Jeremy saw in the old man's face a resolve to avoid thinking about
    horrors he'd witnessed.

    "No one said anything about this job being dangerous."

    "It's not, for you," the man said. "The forces which can destroy me
    don't touch a neut."

    "A newt?"

    The man let out an exasperated sigh. "If I have to spend half my time explaining the facts of life to you, I'm going to demand a credit on
    the bill for having you here." He paused a moment as if to collect his thoughts. "People like us, like me, I mean, are positives. We know the
    forces and work with them. People like you are neutrals. For you, it's
    as if the forces don't even exist."

    "From what was said at my interview, I thought most people are
    affected by these forces even if they can't use them."

    "The majority of the world's population are like that. They don't
    matter. The less time you spend thinking about them, the better."

    A pigeon landing nearby reminded Jeremy of his job. "Why do you want
    me watching for birds?"

    "It's best if my comings and goings aren't widely known. From how
    often I'm out of my lab, and how long I stay out, someone could guess
    how deep I'm into something and maybe give them an idea of what I'm
    working on. They could try to stop me."

    "You have enemies?"

    "Call them competitors. Even members of the corporation spy on each
    other from time to time, when it suits our purposes."

    "But why birds?"

    "Using a coiled slant shift in gamma, it's possible to track someone,
    but that takes as much time and effort as just following them. It's
    fairly easy to augment a bird's mental capacity a little, show them
    pictures of the people you're interested in, and train them to come
    back and peck at the picture of whoever they see in exchange for a
    treat."

    "Why do you need me to watch for them?"

    "Virtual perception masks are simple to create. If I, or anyone else,
    looks at the bird, they see a pigeon or a sparrow. A neut will see it
    for what it is, a raven or a hawk or other bird that's nearly smart
    enough to do it naturally." The man crossed his arms across his chest
    and closed his eyes. "And that's enough for now. I've only got you for
    an hour, and I need a nap. Any more questions, ask those who hired
    you, if you can find them."

    *****

    Crits and comments are always welcome.

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  • From Dorothy J Heydt@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Sun Jan 27 13:35:44 2019
    In article <haiq4ehrdoetnouolrivpor4p9v53s0d9d@4ax.com>,
    Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    "My work is intense," he said. "The amount of concentration needed is
    nearly unbearable. It's also compelling. Imagine looking at the very
    core of pure beauty, and when you nudge it, it becomes a thousand
    times more vivid. It draws you in, and before you realize it, you're
    down the rabbit hole, asking the hatter for tea." He rubbed his
    temples and bent his head back. "I have to come to a place like this
    every so often, immerse myself in simple reality. People who don't . .
    . it doesn't bear thinking about." He lowered his head and looked
    around the park. "You're my escort, keeping me safe on these little >excursions."

    This is a good paragraph.

    And it's beginning to sound very interesting.

    --
    Dorothy J. Heydt
    Vallejo, California
    djheydt at gmail dot com
    www.kithrup.com/~djheydt/

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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to Heydt on Sun Jan 27 19:11:19 2019
    On Sun, 27 Jan 2019 13:35:44 GMT, djheydt@kithrup.com (Dorothy J
    Heydt) wrote:

    In article <haiq4ehrdoetnouolrivpor4p9v53s0d9d@4ax.com>,
    Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:

    "My work is intense," he said. "The amount of concentration needed is >>nearly unbearable. It's also compelling. Imagine looking at the very
    core of pure beauty, and when you nudge it, it becomes a thousand
    times more vivid. It draws you in, and before you realize it, you're
    down the rabbit hole, asking the hatter for tea." He rubbed his
    temples and bent his head back. "I have to come to a place like this
    every so often, immerse myself in simple reality. People who don't . .
    . it doesn't bear thinking about." He lowered his head and looked
    around the park. "You're my escort, keeping me safe on these little >>excursions."

    This is a good paragraph.

    And it's beginning to sound very interesting.

    Thanks!

    I think one of the reasons this version is better is because this was originally four paragraphs which included two analogies and the fact
    that if, while looking 'at the very core of pure beauty,' you nudge it
    the wrong way, it overloads all your senses with ugliness beyond
    imagining, and you begin to sweat blood.

    I'd also like to think this flows better, and it (hopefully) seems
    less like an infodump, because everything is pertinent to why they're
    there instead of him just pumping the man for information.

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  • From Bill Swears@21:1/5 to Capuchin on Tue Jan 29 21:30:52 2019
    Thunderbird now seems to have followup and Reply as separate links. I
    guess I originally posted this to noreplies@jymes.com

    On 8/29/2018 10:56 AM, Capuchin wrote:
    On Wed, 29 Aug 2018 08:29:15 -0000 (UTC), Johnny Tindalos <JamaisVu@UnrealEmail.arg> wrote:



    "Enough!" the CEO said. He looked sternly at the woman, then at
    Benedict, before turning back to Jeremy. "I apologize. My colleagues
    do not enjoy working together. This can cause dissent and an
    occasional disregard for rules." After touching his tablet to make it
    go dark and pushing it away from him, he sat back and steepled his >
    fingers, looking very much like a man having to do a disagreeable
    task. "You sensed a force which my associate manipulated. It was quite inappropriate for him to do so without your knowledge and consent. He
    will compensate you for the distress. It has, however, told us much of
    what we need to know."

    *****

    (Extra points if you spot the worst clunker in that paragraph which I
    dearly want to change but don't know how to without giving it an undue number of words!)


    Don't get me wrong -- these people are psychopaths without the usual
    charm, but this isn't a good example of that.

    Are you naming chapters? call chapter 1 something like "The Job Hunt,"
    or "HR by Committee" I started to write "the interview," but that left
    out the job part.

    Jeremy tasted shadows as an echo flew past, a bright yellow smell
    trailing behind. <stylistically different, but a shorter sentence. I
    found the first sentence mildly off-putting because the second half
    didn't punch, it wandered a bit, IMO>.

    As a job seeker, I'd be off-put by the Committee's unprofessional
    approach. If the main character doesn't develop some positive emotional response to somebody, then his signing up seems unlikely. Unless he's
    an habitual victim, or is investigating the situation himself.

    I was bugged by:
    After touching his tablet to make it
    go dark and pushing it away from him, he sat back and steepled his
    fingers, looking very much like a man having to do a disagreeable
    task.

    It could be more alive if you didn't describe how he did common tasks.
    "He darkened his tablet and pushed it away. Leaning back, he steepled
    his fingers and, with another annoyed glance at Benedict, said "....


    I suppose I should have left this response to die, but I'm still trying
    to relarn me way aroun'.

    Bill
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  • From Capuchin@21:1/5 to All on Thu Jan 31 01:23:32 2019
    On Tue, 29 Jan 2019 21:30:52 -0600, Bill Swears <wswears@gci.net>
    wrote:

    Thunderbird now seems to have followup and Reply as separate links. I
    guess I originally posted this to noreplies@jymes.com

    Ah, then it went down a rabbit hole, never to be seen again. Sorry
    about that -- been using Agent as newsreader/e-mail client for many
    years, but once a setting gets screwed up, I can't get it to change.


    On 8/29/2018 10:56 AM, Capuchin wrote:

    "Enough!" the CEO said. He looked sternly at the woman, then at
    Benedict, before turning back to Jeremy. "I apologize. My colleagues
    do not enjoy working together. This can cause dissent and an
    occasional disregard for rules." After touching his tablet to make it
    go dark and pushing it away from him, he sat back and steepled his >
    fingers, looking very much like a man having to do a disagreeable
    task. "You sensed a force which my associate manipulated. It was quite inappropriate for him to do so without your knowledge and consent. He
    will compensate you for the distress. It has, however, told us much of
    what we need to know."

    Are you naming chapters? call chapter 1 something like "The Job Hunt,"
    or "HR by Committee" I started to write "the interview," but that left
    out the job part.

    No. I've tried that in the past, and it never seems to work out for
    me.

    As a job seeker, I'd be off-put by the Committee's unprofessional
    approach. If the main character doesn't develop some positive emotional >response to somebody, then his signing up seems unlikely. Unless he's
    an habitual victim, or is investigating the situation himself.

    I tried to work it in that the pressure is on -- it's this job or
    flipping burgers. The carrot they dangled, enormous pay and most of
    his time is his own, would, I think, make just about anyone curious
    enough to take the job just to see what it was all about.

    It's obviously an odd company (the execs don't like working together,
    they paid off his student loans in exchange for nondisclosure that
    they interviewed him, etc.), and they'd be asking him to do odd things
    (putting a leash on a tree isn't in most job descriptions). Wouldn't
    it make you wonder what's really going on?

    I was bugged by:
    After touching his tablet to make it
    go dark and pushing it away from him, he sat back and steepled his
    fingers, looking very much like a man having to do a disagreeable
    task.

    That's been changed.

    I suppose I should have left this response to die, but I'm still trying
    to relarn me way aroun'.

    I'm glad you didn't let it die. And I'm still trying to work my way
    around the newest version of Agent.

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  • From A. Tina Hall@21:1/5 to NoReplies@jymes.com on Thu Jan 31 23:17:00 2019
    On 31.01.19, Capuchin <NoReplies@jymes.com> wrote:
    On 21 Jan 2019 "A. Tina Hall" <A_Tina_Hall@kruemel.org> wrote:

    What about possible injuries?

    I'm suggesting you put something into the actual story text.

    Done!

    It might not be splendid, inspired, or inspiring prose, but it
    actually is a little better than what I had.

    When he's on his first assignment:

    Oh, so it's not where I meant.

    The thought was that the question about injuries turns up during the
    interview, before signing any contract.

    That may not bug most people, though. You'd have to make a poll to find
    out if more than just 2 would even ask the question. :)

    *****

    [...]

    *****

    Crits and comments are always welcome.

    Interesting scene.

    I like the way you write (I mentioned that before). "Prose" sounds like something unnatural, hard to read, so I'd not aim for that anyway. :)
    (Checking for a definite definition, it seems prose itself means
    ordinary or uninspired, hah.)

    Can't really find anything to complain about in this bit that can't be
    blamed on my still a bit spongy head. (I have/had a cold or something, fortunately headache's gone thanks to the wonder of paracetamol, but I
    wasn't too fit those last days.)

    --
    "I'm sure Gorash has a good reason for not chucking both of you into the ocean."
    -- Pherneahl to Tashen and Lanar, Seasons & Elements 2/3: Controlling the Magic


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