Showing posts with label Arts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arts. Show all posts

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Pater Familia: Tales of Dukinfield: Acknowledgements

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A note from My Father.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS


This is the most intimidating part of the book to write, for I shall surely omit a close friend or helper. So let me begin by thanking those deserving souls who are omitted below. No slight is intended.


Meri Bernstein, you’re a terrific agent. Thanks for steering, pulling and pushing me through the publishing process.


And thanks to Nina, about whom a few words are in order. My friend Nina is not big on literary criticism. I think she feels unsure of her ground and, having helped me through the throes of mania and the ravages of depression, she is probably reluctant to risk tipping the balance. Nina is a very caring person, a truth she would admit only to her nine indoor and four outdoor cats.


Nonetheless, we have persevered with each other and, in reading her my stories for our mutual entertainment, I have tried to convince this self-described “non people person” that a critique of a story is more useful to me than an expression of support, at least when I’m not depressed. Poor Nina, I put such conflicting claims on her.


So I read her about ten new stories one night, easing her into the process of criticism with,


“Tell me what you remember about this story.” and


“Tell me what you didn’t understand”. By the last story, one with which I was not happy, I asked,


“So, what did you think?”


“It stunk.” Said Nina, emphatically.


“Er, thank you, but do you think you could be a little more specific?” I asked, constructively.


“It stunk worse than a rancid polecat.” Said Nina, helpfully.


Thanks to my dear friends Paul and Tim, who not only have encouraged me to keep writing, but have raised my spirits when low and kept a watchful eye on me when high.


Thanks to Kathleen, my former business associate and current E-mail reviewer and source of never-ending support.


Thanks in particular to Sherry Chappelle, who coached me in the art and craft of writing at the University of Delaware Academy of Life Long Learning and whose expert opinion encouraged me to pursue publication.


And thanks to my three harshest critics; my wife, Ellen, who keeps me down-to-earth, however much I might resent it; my son, Ben, whose encyclopedic knowledge, sharp wit and innate kindness make him a far better writer than I; and my son, Steven, whose high standards and mature judgment will not allow me to declare a story finished before it is complete.


Finally, thanks to the people, police force and EMT’s of Lewes, Delaware, who rescued me from my suicidal depressions, helped me cope with my tremendous manic urges and piloted me through stormy mental seas into their Harbor of Refuge.

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Some Background (if you haven't been scared off)

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My Father Bleeds History (hi Art)

My father intended to write a book, shopped it around to a few people then died suddenly. I then found a magazine (What it is Weekly) willing to publish parts of it but by that time I had lost the files in question. Recent unearthing of old computers for purposes of playing early video games has caused the unearthing of his texts. Incomplete and rough though they may be they are a link to a time and place far nearer than we think. They are the memories that form a thread, however strained and frayed that leads unbroken across the seas and decades. Here is his preface.


FISHING WITH SHARON


About This Book


Contents


Fishing With Sharon is a collection of short stories, vignettes from the life of a family, as seen from the perspective of the eldest of the five children. The family is technically “working poor” but lives in grinding poverty by today’s standards. The stories have the insight of a precocious child and the morbidity of undiagnosed manic depression, yet they also contain the irrepressible glow of optimism and humor borne of innocence and family love.


To date, approximately twenty stories have been drafted, with a further half-dozen in the pipeline. (these along with some poems were never finished B. Their unfinished forms may be posted here at some point) They follow the life of the family during a six-year period in which the boy grows from age six to age twelve, while “the village”, initially a vibrant neighborhood in an area of abandoned mills, is demolished by the local government and the family is relocated. The child escapes both the neighborhood and the town by competitive examination to a boys’ grammar school in a neighboring town. Yet ultimately, the death of an old lady binds him forever to the now-deserted village.


The stories take the form of individual adventures and are largely self-contained. The central plot is subtle and I am still of two minds whether to weave in a stronger central plot, fearing that it may appear to be too contrived. I would welcome your thoughts on this matter. At present, all of the names used in the stories are those of the actual characters and need to be changed.



Readership


This book is enjoyed by teenagers as an adventure story and by adults as an historical chronicle of working class life in post-WWII England. It brings comfort to parents of children known or suspected to suffer from depression or manic depression; and presents a triumph of innocence to the general public.


International sales potential is expected to be significant, although the Lancashire dialect that I have removed for the American market might have to be reinserted for the English market.

(The unexpurgated version is being posted here so some will be in Lancashire dialect some will not. Some names have been changed others have not. If anyone complains I will take down/edit/alter the information as needed as I do not at present have any of the contact information necessary nor to I have any knowledge of who the principal characters in the story are besides my father and his immediate family. Besides, most of the people are unrecognizable or dead.)

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Friday, May 22, 2009

Thaumaturgy

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God Willing and all his little angels, we'll have all of the thaumaturgy rituals currently allowed in game all types up for your perusal on the vampire wiki and possibly on this site.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Changeling Context

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Watch this space, I'll be posting some context for changeling players and fans for how the average changeling on the street reacts to things.

comic courtesy of Medium Large. Pretty much my favorite webcomic out there. Its drawn by the guy who writes Sally Forth.




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Friday, May 1, 2009

Summer Court part 2 of 5

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The Court of Summer is a Military order Devoted to slaying monsters and fighting against impossible odds. They believe in honesty loyalty and above all Valor. Their seven Tenets are as follows
1. Never Refuse an Honorable Challenge
2. Always Speak the Truth
3. Always Keep Thine Oath
4. Always Respect and Protect your Lessers in the Court
5. Always Respect and Obey your Betters in the Court
6. Do Not Show Fear Before a Foe
7. Allow an Honorable Surrender

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