IKEA, Masters of Manipulation

I love IKEA. I can maneuver through that twisty labyrinth they call a store in less than 10 minutes—I know all the shortcuts. I can sing most of Jonathan Colton’s “IKEA” from memory without a trace of irony. I think it’s amazing that I can get a dresser and a cheap-but-tasty lunch in one place. I love their inclusive advertising. And I love that feeling of sweaty accomplishment when I turn that tiny allen wrench one last rotation and stand back to revel in my newly constructed purchase of the week.

My home is truly a testament to IKEA. I go through the catalog with a loving but critical eye—what will be my next purchase? Will that coffee table fit in with the rest of my living room furniture (it’s all IKEA, so the answer, generally, is ‘yes’). I’ve finally developed a “grown-up” enough space that I could start buying “fancier” furniture, but I adore my IKEA products.

Come to find out, that’s all part of their master plan.

Well, maybe not master plan, but a nice side effect of their build-your-own furniture. Three psychologists studied the effect of labor on feelings of attachment. NPR did a great story on it.

To the shock of no one who has ever constructed a table from a pile of parts pulled from a warehouse, they found that it is not that we labor hard at things we love (though I’d argue we do that, too), but rather that we love things that we work for.

They offer a nice bunch of cheap jokes at the quality of IKEA furniture along the way (I’ll argue, however, that my furniture is, um, amazingly well-built. No crooked tables for me!…why no, I’m not possibly influenced by the IKEA effect, why do you ask?), but the authors also raise a good question: Does this apply to things besides self-constructed furniture?

Pow!

Because, of course, it does. Businessmen are more enamored with an idea—even if it’s universally seen as a bad idea—if they came up with it. You know that at least some of the people on Regretsy thought their hand-crafted whatever was amazing, even while strangers mocked it online.

And writers, of course, can fall prey to the same possibility. We tell ourselves and each other to “kill your darlings.” And we try, we really do, but that’s why just about everyone recommends finding an editor—you can’t see the quality (or lack thereof) of your own work.

I think that aspiring authors are perhaps more aware of this phenomenon and its dangers than other folks. We also tend to be our own worst critics. I know I can see-saw from boundless enthusiasm to despair over a piece. There is an abundance of quotes from authors describing their own inferiority.

We know we love it. But we also know we hate it. That’s one of the reasons writing can be so painful, but also such a joy.

I’ll continue filling my home with IKEA, and I’ll continue writing, but I’ll keep an eye out for flaws in both.

-ME

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Dear Reader, (Rules o’ the Blog)

Ta-da! A foray into the wild world of public blogging! I know, I know: “Welcome to the internet, now get over yourself.”

And I shall, Dear Reader, I shall.

But first, I wanted to present some Rules O’ the Blog.

Rules for me, of course. I’ve actually been blogging in some form or another since sometime in middle school (and heaven help me, I hope those blogs have vanished from cyberspace. No one should let middle schoolers blog! Middle school is so full of emotional anguish. We’re just going to embarrass our future-selves!** Stick to a paper journal, kids!), but, for the most part, it’s been held to private journals only select friends could see.

But this is a brave new world, and it’s time I go public. (obviously, I have for a week, but whatever).

With that I have a few guidelines for myself, and I hope to be held true to them.

RULES OF THE BLOG                       

  • Stay authentic.

I promise to stay true to myself. I could not be satisfied with this forum any other way. I’ve given this part a lot of thought. I’ve read a lot of blogs that sounded “unreal”—uber-happy, hyping a product or a thing or an idea to the max, or whatever—and I didn’t want that to be me. That was what kept me from making a public blog for so long. I didn’t want to have to worry that I was becoming one of “those writers.” So I promise to myself, with you, People of the Internet, as my witnesses, that I will stay true to my convictions.

  • Do not talk about day job. Day job does not exist in blog world.

Look, let’s be honest. No one wants to hear about regular work crap. That’s regular work crap, and we spend enough time on that anyway. There’s just no reason to devote more mental space to it. It has its own space, and this is not it.

  • Do no harm.

Luckily no scalpels are involved in blogging, but it’s a cruel world out there. I’m gonna try to keep it sunny-side up.

  • Use pseudonyms for all real-life people, unless they’re ok with being mentioned.

I’m the one making the choice to write online, not them. ‘Nuf said.

  • Do not get negative.

There’s one thing to be authentic, but it’s another to spend too much time on the internet. This isn’t the place for negativity. I’ll take a walk outside instead.

  • Ignore negative people. (or banish them from commenting)

This goes with the above. I’m going to work on being rubber. You can be glue, if you want, but it’ll probably be more fun to be a flower or dragon or zombie or something else awesome.

-ME

**I sincerely hope this isn’t also true of non-middle schooler blogs. Only time will tell.

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First Experiences at ConDFW

I attended my first-ever ConDFW today, which is amazing to me because I’ve always lived in the area, always loved science fiction, and I’d never heard of it before two weeks ago. I wasn’t nearly as plugged in to the science fiction world as I thought I was!

The morning was all about panels. I sat in on panels about writing, about game theory, and general science-y fiction-y stuff–various and sundry things. It was a pretty small con, compared to some (I did go to San Diego Comic Con a few years ago, and that was ridiculously overwhelming. This was not that.) It was cozy, and not in the your-realtor-is-lying-to-you kind of way. I think the panels could have been a little better moderated, but it was nice to be around people who can comfortably name-drop James Bond, Serenity, and Star Trek all within five minutes. These were conversations I’ve been having for years; now there were other people who wanted to have them, too? Mind. Blown.

The best part of my day was a moment of pure fangirldom. I got to meet Rachel Caine.

I’ve liked Rachel Caine for several years (I LOVE her Weather Warden series), but the moment she really transcended into super-stardom for me was when I realized she lived in Dallas and had begun writing when she was 26. Most of my favorite authors, until that point, were dead (I ❤ you Isaac Asimov!) or lived in New York in what were apparently unreachable author-y worlds of mystery and magic. It wasn’t until I learned about Rachel’s background that I realized hey, that’s something I could do. She’s kinda like me!

Since then I’ve been hoping to meet her, but it took me awhile. She was my main motivation for attending today. She signed my well-loved copy of Ill Wind and was gracious enough to chat with me for awhile. I did my best not to squee in front of her. I even got to sit in on a reading from her next book!

The next-best part of the Con was an unexpected but very welcome dinner invitation. I am a bit on the introverted side, so my goal (as recommended in Quiet) was just to have one really good connection by the end of the day. I worked hard at being friendly and chatting with people, but things didn’t really come together until dinner. I met some lovely people (hey people on twitter!) and learned a lot more than I ever could have in a panel. Mission accomplished!

I’m glad I had the privilege of attending a sci-fi literary convention in my hometown. What a treat!

-ME

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Spread the Love to Women Worldwide

Trigger warning: depicts violence, sexual harassment, and rape against women.

Valentine’s Day is conventionally a day of paper-crafted cards, chocolates, and flowers. It’s a day for couples to celebrate their time together and singles to overindulge in a quart of ice cream. But this year, I ask you, consider something a little more.

For 15 years, Eve Ensler’s play The Vagina Monologues has been spreading messages about women’s struggles, joys, and questions. This year she has gone a step further. Her One Billion Rising campaign aims to direct more attention to violence against women.

While I think it’s a little silly to encourage people to dance to end violence, I think any effort is a step in the right direction. Women worldwide are locked in a struggle for their basic rights, and those rights are violated, in every way imaginable, by trusted lovers, friends, neighbors, communities, and strangers. Violence against women is not something that just happens to “those other people”–though I certainly hope it does not happen to you or those you love–but, unfortunately, is in every community. (In fact, I’m sad to say, a woman or girl you know probably has suffered at least some kind of violence.)

It’s time for it to end. Join today with people worldwide and step up to say “This is not acceptable anymore,” and let’s begin to remake the world into a better, more equal, safer place.

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February 14, 2013 · 11:00 am

Review: “Publishing & Marketing Realities for the Emerging Author”

Publishing & Marketing Realities for the Emerging AuthorPublishing & Marketing Realities for the Emerging Author by Christine Rose
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The good thing about Christine Rose’s book is that she is telling the truth that she lived. The bad thing about this book is that, whether because the industry is changing too quickly or because Rose can only report on the way she’s done things, it can be inconsistent, daunting, and overwhelming.

I found a recommendation for “Publishing & Marketing Realities” on an agent’s blog, which seemed like a pretty solid endorsement. Right from the start, I was surprised by Rose’s definitively negative outlook on traditional publishing. It seemed to be a case of “the lady doth protest too much.” Granted, her concerns seem valid–long, slow process designed to slow incoming writers down and keep them out–but that negative view from the outset tainted my perception of the rest of the book.

She publishes through her own independent publisher, which she earnestly claims makes her something in between an “indie” publisher and a self-publisher, all while claiming that self-publishing no longer has such a stigma. Rose does an excellent job of listing out her perceived pros and cons of each style of publishing, and it was a great beginner’s guide to an overly complicated system.

I would have liked a more clear analysis of the amount of money she spent creating her own press and marketing herself. While she does drop dollar amounts periodically (and they all seem absolutely astronomical), it’s hard to get a sense of how much she is spending, on what, and whether she is even seeing a return on her investments–or if we should all just stay home and learn basket weaving instead.

The book really shines when it gets to the second part, explanations of all the marketing avenues available and how to use them. She has really done her research (though I had to laugh at the bit about how exciting a Kindle might be…while I was reading the book on a Kindle), and was extremely detailed in her how-to portions. It’s a great synopsis of what’s available (though, again, the industry is changing in great leaps and bounds right now).

I’m glad I read her book, but… I’m not sure I trust all of her advice. There are some inconsistencies throughout that make me question whether this is a “how to” book (as it is advertised) or more of a personal memoir of how she did it. The detail she devotes to her cross-country caravan to sell her books (at a cost of $65,000; don’t even get me started) is confusing when you realize later that she made more by staying local. Additionally, her schedule for marketing sounds exhausting, like a recipe for certain burnout. I’m okay with hard work, but this recommendation seems both expensive and improbable.

There’s just not a lot of “life” in her work-life balance.

There doesn’t even seem to be a lot of writing, for that matter.

Her chapters on working a day job while performing all these writing and marketing activities also seems ludicrous…until she reveals that her day job is as an English professor at a community college. That makes a little more sense.

I was also concerned about her revelations about her secondary persona, O.M. Grey. While earlier she says not to latch on to a trend just because it might be marketable, this is exactly what she does by adopting the Steampunk genre. I don’t participate in that culture, but I would be pretty insulted by the way she talks about it, particularly the conventions. I believe she means it to be endearing, while also showing authors who haven’t ever been to a genre con what it’s like, but her teasing references to men in superhero costumes struck me as unkind. Furthermore, she seems to have adopted the trappings of the Steampunk genre just for money-making purposes; she doesn’t seem to really “get” it. This rankled me; it seems to lack integrity to co-opt someone else’s interests, but apparently she’s been quite successful, so perhaps it is my compass that is wrong.

In summary, this book has a lot of information, but whether or not it will actually be useful is going to depend a great deal on the reader. That said, I thank Ms. Rose for her courageous and thorough work on how-to-be-a-writer, and I’d like to gently recommend she take a short vacation. It will be good for her mental health, and I’m sure she needs the rest.

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In Light of Tragedy, Do a Good Turn

I’ve been thinking a lot about the tragedy in Newtown. It’s horrible, and it leaves me feeling horrible, scared, and helpless. I can’t control the frightening, terrible things in this world, but I can control what I do and how I act. I’ve resolved to be on the lookout for the things I can do to spread love, kindness, and generosity.  Not just today, or this week, or until we reach an arbitrary number of good things, but in my life, all the time.

It’s easy, sometimes, to contribute to a “showy” charity or volunteer event, like a Fun Run benefiting disease research. We make it particularly easy at Christmastime, when Angel trees show up even in the malls, and Santas ring bells outside of the grocery store, and we ostentatiously pile gifts up for people in need. And the financial donations pour in to the Red Cross after huge disasters of all kinds. And those are all good things, but I think we can always make more room for good deeds in our lives.  Giving money, or items, or time are all important, but we—or at least I—can do those things from a comfortable distance.

It’s too easy to get secluded and ignore others when we can help, or make someone’s day in a small way. It doesn’t have to be anything big—in fact, I think it’s probably better that we offer up many small things than only one big thing—but I think, in light of these kinds of tragedies, the best we can do is to reach out and connect with other human beings in our world. Not via indirect donations (but those are good, too, and worth continuing!), but also through personal, human, interactions.

I’m going to watch for the Good Turns I can do. I hope maybe you’ll keep an eye out for the Good Turn you can do, too.

-ME

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Review: “Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking”

Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop TalkingQuiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Quiet is a well-deserved NYT Bestseller. It is thoughtful, well-paced, peppered with supporting anecdotes, and provides a much-needed voice of support for introverts.

As an introvert, I spent much of the book nodding. “Oh my gosh, I thought that was just me!” moments were pretty common. I liked progression of the book, from an explanation of what introversion is, the evolution of the extrovert ideal (with plenty of historical references), an analysis of whether introversion and extroversion are inherent or learned, how people can modify their natural tendencies, and how to deal with introversion in yourself at work, at home, and at school, and how to help others.

I mean, wowza, this book is packed!

I’ve read a few reviews that suggest the information is biased (particularly the chapter on Silicon Valley), and, while I can see where that conclusion may be reached, it seems that Cain really did her due diligence, talking to a number of people and representing both positions. I think she’s on to something about the unusual nature of that area.

Most of all, this book validated me, and I’m sure others who see themselves reflected in its pages will feel the same way. I feel like it was fair to extroverts while also championing the introverts, and providing tangible methods to invoke personal change–for both types.

This book would be particularly useful for teachers–the chapters on schoolwork and school performance resonate, and Cain gives excellent examples for ways a classroom could be built to appeal to both introverts and extroverts, while teaching each the advantages of the other. And because so much of what happens in school early on can have such an impact on the future lives of introverts, perhaps the people at the fore of so many children’s lives should take the opportunity to learn from Cain’s able and thorough research.

A fantastic read for anyone interested in psychology, even in passing.

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Review: “Cold Days”

Cold Days (The Dresden Files, #14)Cold Days by Jim Butcher
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

While the writing of this most recent Dresden novel was outstanding, the story was weaker than some of the prior books in the series. Butcher has undoubtedly become an expert verbal craftsman, but–perhaps because this story was supposed to be so epic?–the plot was all over the place. As a reader, it was hard to keep track of every which direction. At one point, I counted at least 5 major crises happening simultaneously, and several of them seemed just thrown in “because,” without an obvious purpose or direction. All of this meant the story overall became muddled; characters were introduced, given importance, then dropped so Butcher could go and touch base with all the prior characters, in a way that made the whole thing feel rushed and disjointed.

The story did come to a sufficiently awesome-wizard conclusion, which was satisfying, but it felt more like an obligation than the natural direction of the story. I would have much preferred this book, I think, had there been a lot fewer Epic Problems for Dresden to deal with. I mean, the main problem–he is told to kill the Winter Lady, under command of the Winter Queen–is pretty humongous on its own. And the problem with Demonreach made sense, as a baseline. Okay. If we could have flushed away all the extra parts, the story would have made more sense. I don’t need extra things to worry about, and neither does Dresden. Though our hapless wizard hero has a penchant for surviving when things are impossible, facing the towering stack of issues in this novel really made it seem unlikely he’d have made it out, even considering all the “superpowers” he’s been adding on lately. I mean, come on, he’s pretty much dead in the end of the epic fight, but a short nap and a bowl of crappy soup and he’s up and on his feet again? Sorry, I just don’t buy it.

That’s the book overall. But I have a bone to pick about a particular subplot: Dresden’s angst about his daughter, Maggie.

Maggie is the young daughter (I believe she’s between 6 and 9 years old) that Dresden didn’t even know he had. He got the partial-vampire mom knocked up, then she vanished and didn’t tell him they had a child. She hid the child in the protection of some surrogate parents, and things were more or less fine. Then a Big Bad hunted out the kid and was going to use her in a horrible ritual to get back at Dresden. Ok. So that’s when Dresden found out he had a six-year-old daughter, who probably spoke only Spanish, by the way.

He goes, does awesome wizard stuff, and saves her. He decides (probably correctly) that life with him is just too dangerous, so he gives the kid to the secret society of priests in the Catholic church to find a safe place for her. Pretty good decisions, all the way around, good deal. But then he finds out that the super-secret safe place is, in fact, with his BFF Michael, who has legitimate angels watching over the family. Michael may be the best adopted-dad of all time, too.

That seems like a pretty good arrangement for this kid, whom, by the way, he has spoken to for *maybe* two hours, tops, and part of that time he was murdering her mother (in a complicated attempt to save everyone else).

And yet! And yet all the secondary characters in Cold Days take time out of their overburdened crises to lecture–lecture!!–Dresden about him needing to go see Maggie, because he’ll “always be her only, her real, dad.”

What the what?! Seriously?

I’ll leave room for Dresden’s head to still be spinning because he just discovered, saved, and traumatized his child. Okay, that’s reasonable.

But when all of his friends know the kid is in an absolutely perfect, loving, safe home, and that adding Dresden to her life will make her a big fat target for danger of many kinds, and by the way that he has been nothing but a genetic contributor to this kid before, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THEM that they would bitch at him about not being some kind of absentee father?

I just don’t understand why it can’t be accepted that Dresden is making the best choice for Maggie by staying away from her. And even if they can’t accept that, for some stupid reason, can they at least accept that it’s a sore spot for Mr. Wizard, and they shouldn’t be lecturing him? Particularly taking time out of a chaos-filled schedule to lecture him?!

This trope that “adopted parents aren’t REAL parents” is very frustrating. There are times when it completely works–like Cinderella, for example–but when we know that the adopted parent is the closest thing to Christ-like on earth, it just doesn’t hold up. It’s unrealistic. And it shows just a bit too much of the author manipulating characters–I truly can’t imagine Murphy ever having that conversation with Dresden, and yet she does…twice. Good lord.

Further, I think it’s a really detrimental message for adopted readers/readers who have adopted children–literally no matter how awesome the parents are, and no matter how bad the situation with the ‘real’ parent would be, the story is not “right” until the child is with the biological parent. Really? Is that the message we want to send?

This was a relatively minor subplot, but it was so jarring and wrong that it took me out of the book several times. If there was a reason–something beyond “But it’s your kid!”–for this behavior, I could accept it, but this forced affection for a kid Dresden has never even know (and certainly wouldn’t know how to handle; can you imagine Dresden dealing with diaper changes?!) is just overdone.

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Review: “On Writing”

On WritingOn Writing by Stephen King
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I was leery of this book: It was recommended a lot, and I don’t read Stephen King (it’s his fault, his stories scare the bejeezus out of me), and I was afraid it was going to be full of platitudes and useless, generic advice.

I have never before been unable to sleep because of a book, nor have I ever finished a book only to immediately go back and read it again — until now. This book is outstanding, both as a memoir and as practical advice for writers. I recommend it to everyone who is literate. I’m serious.

“On Writing” is 2/3 memoir and 1/3 writing advice, and it will leave you feeling as if you’ve just enjoyed a long and intimate chat with repeat-best-selling novelist Stevie King over a cup of tea on the back porch. In some cases, it’s as if he actually unzipped himself and let you step in and see the world from his eyes. It’s incredible.

While I loved the introductory “C.V” section on his childhood and his life up until the publication of “Carrie,” the book really endeared itself to me when King proclaims he does not believe every person can be a good writer, or that any good writer can become great. This was the first time in all of the many writing blogs, tools, etc., that I’ve read that someone has admitted that not everyone is cut out for this work.

WHAT A RELIEF! (Of course, I’m fervently hoping that I DO make the cut one day, but at least I can believe King because of his honesty). I am beyond exhausted with this “everyone can be a great storyteller!” meme because it’s so patently false–even in an age where loose spinoffs of “Twilight” see mass publication and sales, not everyone can get that (and in some cases, those that do shouldn’t).

He doesn’t say it is easy even for those who are writers, but he opens the door for hard work and practice. Even though this sounds like negative advice, I found it uplifting and energizing.

Even though much of his advice runs directly counter to other advice I’ve heard/read/picked up along the way, I believe him wholeheartedly. Perhaps it’s because I’m a wannabe writer born in the wrong time period, making my belief in his methods self-serving.

Some of his thoughts:
-He doesn’t put much stock in writing seminars or criticism groups.
-Write “with the door closed” (I interpret this as counter to the “post everything immediately!” trend in blogging)
-It’s ok to do your research after you’ve already completed a draft.
-You ought to expect to (sometimes) change your draft based on your first readers’ reactions.
-He recommends a general form letter for query letters (I have a feeling these would be rejected now, but my attempts to ask agents have gone unanswered so far. Still, it’s a relief that even those who know what they’re doing seem to have no idea how best to get an agent’s/publisher’s attention. It’s all a crapshoot).

And, which resonates most of all:
-Don’t write a story just because it’s currently popular or trendy or selling. Write it because you love it.

It’s possible that if Mr. King were an aspiring author today, his experiences would be different–but I hope that isn’t the case. This book invigorated and inspired me more than any other I’ve read, and I hope to replicate well the lessons here learned.

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