The Death and Rebirth of The Points Between

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Once upon a time I was happily writing a serial called The Points Between. It was a story I was incredibly passionate about telling -- a story that was viscerally important to me, even though it was way out of my comfort zone and far, far above my level of expertise -- and I'd actually finished an entire arc, and had started on the second arc, when a bunch of inconvenient things happened. The result of these inconvenient things was that the story has remained dormant for years: not dead, because it's never a story I've given up on, but dormant. I needed to make some decisions, and I didn't know what decisions I wanted to make.

I've made those decisions, and am in the process of moving forward. This is the story of that interminable process, and what came out of it.

The Points Between is, in my head, a story with three arcs. The first arc, where Matthew discovered he was a magician, was finished. The second arc, where he had to discover what that meant, was getting started. The third arc, where he had to choose how to use what he knew, was being set up. I was generally pleased with most of what I'd written, but there were a few things I'd done that had bothered me:

Grif Vindh vs. Malcom Reynolds

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There have been a number of reviews for Pay Me, Bug! that have compared it to Firefly. I love those reviews, because a) Firefly is awesome, b) I wrote PMB! a year after Firefly’s painfully short-lived run (it came out in 2002, I wrote PMB! in 2003) and yes, the show did leave its mark on me so some comparison is apt, and c) Firefly did a lot of things, story-wise, that I want to do when I write—so being compared to it is a good sign.

(Though I should note that while I was writing PMB! I found myself more influenced by Farscape, and I specifically took inspiration for Grif and Amys’ relationship from an episode where John Crichton and Aeryn Sun impersonate bounty hunters and go by the names “Butch” and “Sundance.”)

There is one part of the comparison that fascinates me, which is when Grif gets compared to Malcom Reynolds. Superficially it’s a good fit: they’re both mavericks, they’re both smartasses, they’re both loyal to their crew, they’re both always getting into trouble. But I think the comparison can really be ONLY superficial. Fundamentally their characters are so different that I don’t think, at the end of the day, they would ever really get along.

The more I thought about this, the more I thought it would be fun to write about why I see it that way, and it mostly has to do with how I view Mal, who has become one of my favorite characters on television and, I think, is the proper heir to Han Solo’s Mantle of Scruffy Nerf-Herder Awesome. So without further ado, here are my Reasons Why Grif and Mal Aren’t the Same, and Why They Probably Wouldn’t Get Along.

Why I Love (and Hate!) the Wheel of Time

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If you're not familiar with the Wheel of Time, the series created by Robert Jordan and finished by Brandon Sanderson, this article won't mean a whole lot to you. I'm writing this primarily for other people who have read the series, primarily because I'm curious as to whether they can see the same things I see, or if it's just me. If you've never read it… well, there are probably spoilers.

I never managed to finish the Wheel of Time. I'm frustrated by this, especially since the story has been finished, and I'm invested enough in the story, even now, to want to know how everything works out. But even wanting to know hasn't been enough to sustain me. I'm one of those people who feel like the WoT dropped off in quality, pretty severely, somewhere around the middle, and I always wind up giving up. I don't think I've ever made it to book ten. I'm pretty sure I've never finished reading book nine.

Brief note on the new job

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So I started my new job on Monday. It's fine, but it comes with a few challenges. The biggest is that it's in Georgia and I'm in Montgomery, AL. So I've switched up from working out of a home office to commuting to work every day.

Here's the math for that:

Work starts at eight, it's an hour and a half drive, add an extra half hour for getting lost (like I did this morning). So: leave the house at six. So: get up at five.

BUT WAIT WE'RE NOT DONE.

Out of the Woods, Heading to Civilization

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A quick update, with (it is my fervent hope) more enjoyable updates to follow in the days ahead:

1. I have a job! Huzzah.

2. I start Monday! Double-huzzah.

3. I start getting paid before Christmas! Triple-huzzah.

The only thing left is to make it to that paycheck, which is doable.

This going to be another complicated year, since it requires locating the family to Georgia. (Hello Farraday City!) But it beats homelessness and starvation, so I'll take it!

I'd like to thank everyone who helped out during this time. You helped a lot. I wouldn't have made it to this point without you. Looks like I owe you some stories and stuff.

Encouraging News

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In my last status update, which was rather grim, I mentioned there was one potential lead that might still break my way. Well, I have to pass a background check and a drug test, but assuming I haven't been living a wild double life that I've been hiding from myself with self-inflicted amnesia there's a pretty good chance I'm going to have a job again.

Of course we have to make it to the point where I actually get a paycheck, and I want to thank everyone who has volunteered to help. And in particular I'd like to thank the insane Anonymous Patreon donor, because yikes.

Those of you eagerly waiting for Issue 26 shouldn't have to wait too much longer. Patreon subscribers have already seen rough cuts of Parts one through three. Part Four is in progress.

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