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E3 2017 was… kind of a dud?

Was any else not all that impressed with E3 this year?

Last year was gamer euphoria between Sony’s conference and Nintendo’s mind-blowing Switch reveal. My head was literally bursting. All I could see were bills flying out of my wallet and all the time I have in the rest of my life being devoured.

E3

This year just kinda came and… oops! It’s over. Did E3 even happen? Did I miss something? What’s going on.

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Music for Writing #SAD: Beyond this Moment, Patrick O’Hearn

Music is the key to getting any sort of good writing out of me.

Here’s my confession: I’m wildly unoriginal. Maybe 10% of my ideas are based on a “What if?” scenario. The other 90% of the time, I’m inspired entirely on how a song made me feel.

If you check my Last.fm charts, you’ll see a ton of songs with hundreds of listens. Something will move me, and I’ll listen to it on loop while I scrawl a first draft. The music takes me on a journey, and brings with it a world and characters. I’m just following the notes of a story the song is telling me.

Sometimes, I use music to set the tone for a scene. Did I wake up feeling groggy, but need to write a high-energy action scene? Play something pumped up and heroic! Did I just have the best day of my life, and need to kill off a major character? Somebody get me the Titanic score! Sometimes the mood of the song is totally unrelated to what I’m writing, but brings me back to a moment in my life that’s relevant. It’s a powerful weapon.

Circus, by Cyril Rolando

For writing, I prefer music without lyrics. Singalongs are for chores and driving. There are a few exceptions, but generally I find lyrics distracting. The music is there to create a mood, and become invisible. Video game music and film scores are prime contenders for this criteria, but there are a few independent artists that fit the bill.

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American Gods Compared to the Book So Far (Episodes 1-5)

American Gods - Season 1

It’s upon writing this that I realize we’re a little over half way through the first season.  After Game of Thrones set the standard for book adaptations with a breakneck pace through its source content, I’m startled at how casually they’re moving in American Gods. We’re five out of eight episodes in, and haven’t covered even a third of the book yet. This is not a bad thing.

The first few episodes were practically page-to-screen adaptations, right down to the dialogue. Occasionally, this didn’t work so well, particularly in the first episode. Neil Gaiman writes sprawling, storytelling dialogue. To fit this into a typical scene on television, Wednesday talked so fast I barely grasped what he was saying. My non-reader boyfriend was spinning trying to keep up, and I had to translate based on my recent re-read. Luckily, it appears this was only a symptom of the first episode, as they’ve toned the ranting down considerably in following episodes.

Since Laura’s big reveal, they’ve diverged quite a bit from the books. Some for the better, some for the worse.

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Waiter to the Rich and Shameless, by Paul Hartford

Waiter to the Rich and Shameless – Confessions of a Five-Star Beverly Hills Server is a fun tell-all from a server that’s worked to the top of the serving world. The Cricket Room is as fine of dining as it gets. A safe haven from fans and paparazzi, celebrities flock to these tables to let their hair down and spend as much for dinner as you make in a year. For a career waiter, this is the holy grail. Paul sheds his rocker clothes and exchanges his ponytail for polished crystal and ironed table clothes. He chronicles his rise in the ranks, and dishes the dirty secrets of celebrities and their dining habits.

Think of your favorite American celebrity – he’s waited on them. Ever wondered how Donald Trump tips? How about Johnny Depp? Paul Hartford is happy to tell you.

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Assassin’s Fate is the Definitive Ending You’ve Been Waiting For

I’m suffering from the mother of all book hangovers, and Robin Hobb is to blame. Assassin’s Fate is here to destroy your ability to read another book for months.

Assassin's Fate, by Robin Hobb

A lot of people say they grew up with Harry Potter. I get to say that I grew up with FitzChivalry Farseer, and it’s made me every bit as snooty as that sounds.

We were boys together, when Fitz first met the Fool and Nighteyes. We shared our first rocky relationships. When Hobb came back to Fitz for a second trilogy, we were both grown ups, seeing the world with matured eyes.

Fool’s Fate felt like it wanted to be the ending for the series, but there was something missing.  We weren’t quite there yet. Hobb must have agreed. After leaving The Realm of the Elderlings to write The Soldier Son Trilogy, she returned to write seven more novels.

After more than twenty years and seventeen books since we met Fitz, I can say that we have finally reached a solid conclusion.

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