[sketch by ele]
[sketch by ele]
Here’s an excerpt:
magnanimous is a state one achieves when one ascends to entelexeia.
entelexeia is acquired when integrity is curated within one’s character.
one’s character is refined by habits of repeated actions.
repeated actions are driven by one’s choices.
one’s choices are inspired by a collection of thoughts.
true thoughts that move one’s self are intrinsically magnanimous.
Listen carefully and one will be moved, inspired, and create without integrative
I’m teaching two workshops with Cascade Writers in Tacoma next weekend:
1pm – 1:50pm Visual Mapping Techniques & Synaesthetic Processing – Cedar room (With Eva Elasigue)
1pm – 1:50pm What’s Your “Good Enough” & How To Reach It – Cedar room (With Eva Elasigue)
Mythica Village, Cascadia Festival will be hosting writers’ workshops by yours truly!
My schedule has been announced for Worldcon 75:
Wednesday 20:30 – 21:30, 209 (Messukeskus)
How authors interact with illustrators. How SFF covers are created. What visions behind those images.
Barbara G. Tarn (M), Maurizio Manzieri, Valerie Purcell, Zach Dodson, Eva L. Elasigue
Thursday 15:00 – 16:00, 203a (Messukeskus)
The Crew, the Band, the League, the Fellowship – what makes a good ensemble cast for a series of novels or a television show? Are these ensembles diverse or stuck in their ways?
Eva L. Elasigue, Gang Tan, Anne-Marie Tuikka
“Scuse me,” said Leanders as he distanced himself from the others, into the corridor to receive a shipboard transmission via watch. Once he was done getting specifics, he rejoined them and smoothly interrupted. “One of our rocks erupted in a controlled blast. No visual ID and no further pattern.”
“What an intrusion,” said a bemused Raev. “Why not adjourn? I will go with you, Trosper.” The fellow who’d been giving the contractor’s debriefing (sparing Leanders the appearance of actual authority) stepped forward and nodded to Sturlusson. “We’ll unlink. Bye,” Sturlusson said, striding past him, and Trosper followed his passenger out.
From where she stood, Arcta lifted her hand in farewell, and so did the two new hires. “Bye,” they said. Leanders watched them disappear toward the back beyond the tech platform. “I’ll go with you,” the researcher said to him. Arriba nudged Vadr with her shoulder.
The mustachioed one brought concealed exterior vehicle weaponry into plain sight. “Ohhhh, are we doing this?” Karma asked, sled-bracing herself in the rider’s seat. “Is this also something you do, one of your hidden qualities…” She flashed the whites of her eyes at him. “…a propensity for space dust?”
Derringer did a little dance in his seat and shook a few sparkles out of his hair. “Cloudbuster’s League.”
Karma swallowed behind a playfully dubious look. “That sounds real.”
Looking like a master, Derringer picked a sweet target, a little lone rock. Its blast radius was already clear. With the most minimal fiddling, he loosed a clean shot. Karma inhaled smoothly with appreciation, her target-seeking eyes relaxed and happy as the beautiful shatter occurred before her direct gaze.
She turned to meet his dear look with a honey smile. “Oh, it’s real,” he said. “I knew the moment I made Cloudbuster’s League. I know I’m not the only one.”