We’re halfway done with Parabolis. With the initial thrill having completely waned, this last half is going to require a strong push. And to help us along, we’ve been reminding ourselves of the people who have supported us: Our Kickstarter backers. So this post is dedicated to them:
Allen W Snyder
Carmine Pellosie Jr
Cheryl Owyoung Moore
Colt HansenConquistador Games
David A. Watanabe
David David Katzman
David W. Decker
E. T. Ellison
Francis Floyd Occena
J. Matthew Jacob
John D. Mueller
Peter and Kristine
William Cosmo Taormina
Zach and Caitlin Nethery Anselmo
Jason & Fonda Tokushige
Daniel “Airforce Dan” Kim
Sarah and Fred Chun
So we got our website up and running. You can downloaded an updated free sample of the first 6 chapters (5+prologue). You can also pre-order a limited edition, off-set printed copy of the novelzine, and subscribe for updates and news.
Hope you had a nice holiday. I did. Family, food, and bottle of Dewars.
So for the sake of Parabolis, I’ve been trying to keep up with our Facebook and Twitter accounts. The thing is, as far as Twitter is concerned, I just don’t have that much to say with that much frequency. Maybe that’s why we only have 3 followers. Facebook is a little easier to manage. I just post something to let folks know we’re still alive and plugging away at the novelzine.
The truth is, I’d rather spend my time on 9gag.com, marveling at how clever people can be. Yeah, I wrote a book. Yeah, I want you to read it. But I don’t see how peppering you with carefully crafted comments in 140 characters every thirty minutes is going to convince you it doesn’t suck and you really should buy a copy when it comes out if you’re not already convinced.
On a completely unrelated note, here’s an interesting look at the heart of the publishing industry’s metamorphic climate, which I just might tweet about.
It’s easy to measure with money the time and effort you put into something you don’t want to be doing. You want compensation for your sacrifice. But how do you accurately gauge the value of something you’d be doing anyway if you weren’t getting paid?
Last week, I was forced to reflect on the value of my work. I thought about the better half of my twenties spent trying to harness a frenetic imagination. I thought about the hours spent hovering over a laptop, giving life to a world, word by word. I thought about how I watched it grow, evolve over the years. I thought about all the conversations with my wife that I was absent in—my mind lost in Parabolis while I watched her lips move.
These are unquantifiable variables. You can’t monetize a share of time lost with the wife. You can’t buy or sell passion…unless of course, your passion is money. In the end, I tried anyway. And after a few calculations—the pythagorean theorem divided by the square root of a common denominator on the x-axis, and carrying the one—my work came out to about $8…
Give or take a few million.
“One has to write what one sees, what one feels, truthfully, sincerely. I am often asked what it was that I was wanting to say in this or that story. To these questions I never have any answer. There is nothing I want to say. My concern is to write, not to teach! And I can write about anything you like. … Tell me to write about this bottle, and I will give you a story entitled ‘The Bottle.’ Living truthful images generate thought, but thought cannot create an image.” —Anton Chekhov
We’ve reached our goal on Kickstarter and will be fully funded as of September 15th, which means the world of Parabolis will be realized in its envisioned form!
an unrelated image of a surfing monkey
If you’re still interested in supporting our project, it’s not too late. With the additional funds, we plan to create an e-book version of the novelzine after the printed version is completed. And as our way of saying “thank you,” this e-book will be FREE, exclusive to all of our backers at any level, whether you pledge $1 or a gazillion! So don’t miss out.
When I read fiction, I picture a movie in my head. I have a mental casting call for every character. Philip Seymour Hoffman somehow always gets a role. I put on some Sigur Ros or Ennio Morricone in the background. And the curtains go up.
I wrote Parabolis much in the same way. Like I was watching an epic steampunk fantasy directed by Michael Mann or Tony Gilroy. There are skyships, flint-lock pistols, submarines. But I wanted it to feel real. Believable. I wanted the Real to be in the details. The non-sequitur moments. The taste of bile stuck in your nasal cavity after vomiting. The philosophical questions. The dialogue. I wanted to write dialogue the way Cormac McCarthy writes dialogue. Then again, ideally, I’d want to write everything the way Cormac McCarthy writes everything.
I hope if/when Parabolis comes around, you enjoy the show.
A5. It’s the perfect size. Wide but compact. You can hold it in your hand like it’s something sacred. You can read it lying down. That’s what we decided. A5. After two weeks of deliberation.
That’s two weeks after volleying between Garamond and Georgia. Any graphic designer will tell you font matters. We started with Georgia. It had that classic letter press feel, like an old newspaper. Visually, a page with densely occupied printed letters looks interesting. But it’s daunting to read. Daunting to even think about reading.
So we went with Garamond. Even though Garamond is a smaller font, it’s light and open, giving it a larger appearance; making it easier on the eyes.
TWO COLUMNS OR THREE
Finally, the columns. Three columns look better. It had more of that magazine feel. But when we read a sample page, we felt rushed. Like the layout was forcing us to get through the text quicker. And that’s not something we necessarily wanted our readers to feel. So we went with the two column layout.
*YAWN* IS THERE A POINT TO ALL THIS JIBBER-JABBER?
We wanted to remove as many obstacles as we could to get you engaged in the story, while still making something interesting to look at. Throughout the creative process, we were thinking of you.