Sunday, June 17, 2012

Anthology Authors

Hey everybody--I'm heavily involved in assemblying stories for the first Avenir Eclectia anthology. I'm looking strictly at story lines with resolution, or stories that don't have a real story line and stand alone for the antho. The following authors have stories clearly ready for the anthology (not entirely ready to dial down to story by story yet):

Grace Bridges
Jeff Carter (a few stand-alone stories)
Jeff Chapman (A Creature of Words)
Frank Creed
Pauline Creeden
Karina Fabian
Kat Heckenbach
Holly Heisey
Greg Mitchell
Keven Newsome
Travis Perry
Mary Ruth Pursselley (Joy)
J. L. Rowan
Walt Staples (a few stand-alone stories)
H. A. Titus (counting on her to bring resolution to a story arc)

The following authors are being excluded on their request:

Jeff Carter (except a few stand-alones)
Ed Erdelac
Mary Ruth Pursselley (except "Joy")
Walt Staples (except a few stand-alone stories)
Jim Tesla

The following authors have stories that in my opinion, have enough resolution to justify publication, but which may be debatable:

Jeff Chapman (Elihu stories--I feel the arc has a long way to go but there is a kind of moral resolution that occurs when he does not take the money)
Kay Jeffreys (Jereth arriving at his destination is a sort of resolution)
Fred Warren (Dreamers revealing their plan is a sort of resolution)

The following authors have stories that don't work as stand-alones and have come to no resolution:

Joseph Ficor
Caitlyn Konze
Debra Cullins Smith

So, unless Joseph, Caitlyn, or Debra come up with some new material, I am sorry to say I don't believe they should be in the anthology...which is a shame, they've produced some very interesting stories.

Am I missing anyone? Anything I should know? Comments, questions? Please let me know...

God bless,


Friday, June 15, 2012

Some of this might be useful to our Undersea writers, even though it's a different planet!

Explore the Ocean
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

A Few Notes on Nomads

Walt and I had several email discussions concerning the Nomads of Eclectia and I wanted to share them here for any who are interested on writing stories that might involve them.

Walt: "On the nomads, I've really done nothing other than think of them vaguely. I was thinking of them as a mixture of Bedouin, Tuareg, and Mongol with a shot of Comanche. Not knowing where you're based (I'm in western Pennsylvania, U.S.A.), I'm giving you links to writeups about them (something for which, I'm afraid, that I'm infamous). (click on the names to go to wikipedia definitions of each people group)





"I put them on bugback because they needed a mount (walking nomads are so declasse--apologies to the African Bushmen and Australian Aborigines) and the only terrestrial native wildlife on Eclectia I've heard about are insectoid. As far as introduced animals, I'd expect feral dogs and house cats might have entered the ecosystem--the case of the dingo comes to mind. I am having trouble with the idea of feral chickens, though."

Long and short, as much as I have now from further talks with Walt and figuring a few things of my own, there is much room for variations of Nomads. The Nomads of the Five Rims could be extremely different than Nomads elsewhere on Eclectia if someone else wants to include them in their stories.

The bottom line: Eclectia is dangerous but survivable, even livable to those who know how.
For a bit of an idea of what it is like, watch the first five minutes of "The God's Must Be Crazy" to see how a people group survives the Kalahari Desert in Africa.

The Kalahari Bushmen have adapted to the land and live very simply on it. Translate that to Eclectia by adding seismic activity, weather extremes, and large bugs. Oh, and also, there may be deserts on Eclectia, but it is not all desert. The Eclectia Nomads and other off-grid peoples can't walk around in loin cloths or travel nearly as lightly as the Bushmen because of their season cycle. Plus, they are not unaware of other peoples and may not be as happy as the Bushmen. But the survival skills of the Bushmen in the desert is one of the ways to try to explain off-grid people's of Eclectia.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

I Wanted to Tell Walt...

...But now I can't.

I wanted to tell him because I knew it would tickle his funny bone. And I liked tickling his funny bone. I didn't do it often enough.

I wanted to tell him because we had a special AE relationship centered around Eclectia geology, Earth geology, how they related, and how it affected the people, including those nomads he made up.

I wanted to tell him because we talked about the wild life on Eclectia, both the naturally occurring and whatever may have been brought over with the earthlings.

Walt liked the idea of wild dogs or cats that may or may not have been able to survive on Eclectia's surface a midst the bugs. But being ever practical, he pointed out that feral dogs or cats might be possible, but he was pretty sure that there wouldn't be any feral chickens. Yes, he said that. As my kids would say, "That's so random."

Well, Walt, I wanted to tell you that there is a feral chicken on earth. Okay, maybe feral isn't the right word. The locals call it the "neighborhood chicken". I call it the "stray chicken". But I wanted to tell this to you. I waited too long. And now I can't. And I think you would have been the only one on the planet to actually laugh over a neighborhood chicken.

Farewell, Walt. God bless and God speed on your journey.
As one of the Founders of AE, you will be sorely missed.
There is a hole for me in AE now that I must get past. I've been left behind and I have more story to write. It's just not as fun knowing that you won't see it and comment on it. But I'm thankful for the time that I had you, short as it was.

Romans 8:11 And if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead is living in you, He who raised Christ from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit, who lives in you.

Arise My Love
(My husband used to sing this at Easter. Jesus was the firstborn from the dead. But because He rose, now we have hope and will arise as well. "Sin, where are your shackles? Death, where is your sting? Hell, has been defeated. The grave could not hold the King.")