T -10 Hours

Just a few hours until the start of National Novel Writing Month kicks off. As you can see by the fancy new graphic, both my Bride and I are participating again this year. The atmosphere in the 'Groove household has been more tense than the North Korea/South Korea Easter dinner. The Bride has been lording her certificate of completion from last year around the house, claiming superiority in a pitifully transparent attempt to win a psychological battle and undermine my confidence. I have seen through this sad Machiavellian maneuver and recognize it for an attempt to deflect her own worries about trite story lines and characters with less well-developed personalities than my new cheese. With this newly founded 'Groove family tradition, November has become such a special time in our house now: the continuous banter of cheap shots and insults. What better motivation to voluntarily abuse ourselves into writing 50,000 words in 30 days than a seeing who gets to hold bragging rights for the coming year. I will call her bluff, and rise to the challenge of 1,667 words a day for 30 days. Now ask me what it's about. Hmm. There's a guy in it. And some stuff happens to him. And to this other guy that he lives with. And then he is forced to deal with some things. And he has to take his cup with him. That's about as far as I've gotten. Remember the mantra: Quantity, not quality is the name of the game (thank God). If all else fails, there's always room in the story for ninjas. Ninjas are cool. So how about you? It's not too late to sign up. Go for it. You know you want to. Excerpt from the FAQ
For one month out of the year, we can stew and storm, and make a huge mess of our apartments and drink lots of coffee at odd hours. And we can do all of these things loudly, in front of people. As satisfying as it is to reach deep within yourself and pull out an unexpectedly passable work of art, it is equally (if not more) satisfying to be able to dramatize the process at social gatherings. But that artsy drama window is woefully short. The other reason we do NaNoWriMo is because the glow from making big, messy art, and watching others make big, messy art, lasts for a long, long time. The act of sustained creation does bizarre, wonderful things to you. It changes the way you read. And changes, a little bit, your sense of self. We like that.
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Beyond History

It's like Walt Disney had sex with Las Vegas. Except not as classy. And it was in the desert. The only redeeming feature is, perhaps, the name: Falconcity of Wonders. You can only imagine the marketing meeting where they came up with that name. It takes a serious amount of Saturday morning cartoon watching to come up with a name like that. Hmm. Which might explain the whole concept of rebuilding the 8 wonders of the world larger than they actually exist, and filling them with condominium-glory, in tribute to the sheer awesomeness that is Falconcity of Wonders. Admit it, even the concept of Falconcity of Wonders makes where you live now seem like a crack-house of dullitude.       "Dude - didn't you live in Minneapolis?"       "Yes, but I gave all that up and moved. Now I reside in Falconcity of Wonders, in the Dubai Eiffel Tower, between the Dubai Taj Mahal and the Dubai Great Wall." Head-exploding awesomeness. Falconcity of Wonders adds Central Park to the mix
The Central Park Towers, which will be located at the base of the Falconcity of Wonders project in the feet of the Falcon beside the international cities such as Rome, Venice, Beirut, and India, will comprise a total of 24 towers made up of residential, commercial and hotel towers. At the center of this project will be a 1 million square feet park to complete the recreation of New York City's Central Park. The legs are a collection of 4-6 story buildings with different themes ranging from Happy Yemen, Lebanon down town Solider, India Taj Mahal, Rome's Leaning Tower of Pisa, Italian Gondola boats of Venice, and London's Big Ben."
"Rome's Leaning Tower of Pisa" Screw geography. When you live in Falconcity of Wonders, geography is irrelevant. I'm putting in a bid on some acreage in Happy Yemen.
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