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It’s official. This is the spideriest year in all of Seattle history.

On the way to the compost pile, I count anywhere from five to (last night’s high count) eight spider webs. The back stairs are a prime spot, always with a minimum of two webs between the banisters. Orb weavers dominate the gardens, stringing guy-wire silk that stretches up to fifteen feet. On garbage day, in between the time when the garbage trucks came and my neighbor came out to pull the can back into his garage, spiders had spun webs between the can and his mailbox. Their webs are in the trees, in the bushes, across the lawns, and in the window frames. They are everywhere.

And if I can help it, I leave all of them alone. They do good work. Continue Reading »

‘Sup?

Mercury and PsycheA quick note to greet the new readers who’ve signed up in recent weeks. Naturally, some new subscribers are from WordPress, but there are also a few each from Facebook, Twitter, and now from tumblr as well. Welcome.

I don’t know if it’s related or coincidental, but with new subscribers I often seen a handful of sales of my books, which is always nice. Book Five of the Fallen Cloud Saga is the most popular. The Kindle versions are chugging along, and some of you are even dropping the coin for hardcopy editions (well done, old-schoolers!) We even got a few takers on my medical memoir. All novels are available in both e-book and hardcopy editions.

There’s bound to be something for everyone in the coming days. Writing updates, book and movie reviews, and possibly a bread-and-butter pickle recipe (if my cucumber plant still has enough oomph to put out a few more cukes.)

As always, comments are welcome, and feel free to use the new Contact page if there’s something you want to ask offline.

Welcome all.

k

PS. I hope you’re all not here for my David Chang Chicken Noodle Soup recipe. That recipe is giving my new posts some very stiff competition. (It is a great recipe, though.)

Walking the Slack-Rope

Mahonia after rainI drive up the unfamiliar street, looking at the numbers on each house until I find the one we want. I park and we get out of the car. My internal temperature spikes–though it’s August, it isn’t hot, yet the sweat beads on my brow as I retrieve the dishes I made for the pot-luck.

Yesterday, I made quinoa tabbuleh salad and white bean hummus. I picked the cucumbers from my garden, trimmed and minced the spring onions, selected the best sprigs of parsley, mint, and coriander. I whisked the tahini and lemon juice into a cream, blending it with the bean and garlic puree, testing the flavors repeatedly until the profile of earthy/salty/tart was just where I wanted it.

I took extra time and care with each task, not to show off my skills or with the intent to impress, but simply to keep my mind occupied so it wouldn’t be thinking forward to this moment, walking up the steps of a house, preparing to enter foreign territory, about to meet new people. Continue Reading »

Making Quiet Time

Canterbury PillarsMy life has two major occupations: developing computer software and writing books. Both of them require creativity, discipline, and concentrated effort and thought. They require freedom from interruption and a quiet atmosphere.

Yeah…ain’t gonna happen.

Corporate America and the Agile revolution that has swept up nearly every IT shop in the nation are both completely enamored with the concepts of brainstorming, groupthink, and open office layouts. “Fewer walls! More ideas!” they proclaim.

The problem is, these ideas don’t work. Study after study, we’ve seen these bastions of corporate culture debunked.

  • Brainstorming does not generate more ideas. Creativity is fostered when individuals think separately. Yes, collaboration does have its uses; it can be especially effective when dealing with complex problems, and is an excellent way to debate various solutions and winnow the wheat from the chaff. But this work is best done after individuals sit and think about the problem on their own.
  • Open office floorplans actually detract from productivity. Solitude allows concentrated, focused, uninterrupted work, while open floorplans create a noisy, distraction-filled atmosphere. Employees in a bullpen environment are less happy, have more colds/flus, have higher stress levels, and are more apt to leave the company. More importantly (to the corporate value system), software developers who work in open office environments work slower, and produce lower-grade work.

The studies disproving these long-established myths are decades old, but still Corporate Culture marches toward an ever-more open and generic work environment.

I can’t control what my company does regarding the floorplan for my office. Who am I, after all? I’m just the worker who knows how to do the job, not the suit with the MBA. So, I make do, and find ways to block out the noise and chatter and limit the interruptions.

When I write, I also need solitude. I need my quiet time. I need isolation. I get all Greta Garbo when I’m writing.

Franz Kafka explained it well when he said,

“That is why one can never be alone enough when one writes, why there can never be enough silence around one when one writes, why even night is not night enough.”

With writing, I have a little more control over my environment, but even in a household of two, it’s sometimes difficult to be “alone enough.”

Thankfully, some of the techniques I use at the office also help at home.

  • Silence the phones
  • Turn on the music or an environmental soundtrack
  • Don’t even try to work in a room where the television is on
  • Work to a schedule that capitalizes on times when others are away, asleep, or busy with quiet tasks

I don’t find quiet time to write. I have to make quiet time.

k

Where’s the Fire?

The glorification of “speed writing” baffles me.

I know several writers who can write very fast. An old colleague (a swooper by habit) could tap out 30,000 words in a weekend. One author of my acquaintance has ghost-written a book in ten days, and blogged about it while he was doing it.

In the Clarion writer workshops, you pretty much have to write a story a day during the two-week “boot camp” experience.

Then there’s NaNoWriMo, the National Novel Writing Month (aka November). If you’re a writer, you’ve heard about it. Perhaps you’ve even tried your hand at it. NaNoWriMo has chapters across the world, and has inspired a handful of imitators that encourage others by asking “Why wait until November? Write your novel this month!” Continue Reading »

Crab-Walking

Writing with Pen and PaperI want to write. I want to start writing my new novel. But I can’t. Not right now.

This is not procrastination. This is not the usual fear of failure that stymies me at the beginning of new projects.

This is fallout.

Life has gone all Tennessee Williams on our asses, and it steals a lot of energy–psychic, emotional, physical, spiritual. I’m just not up to starting a massive project like a new novel.

But I want to write.

So I’m going to take another tack. I’m going to sidestep this emotional turmoil. Like one of the fiddler crabs on the shore where I grew up, I’m going to crab-walk to the side, and hit my opponent’s flank. Continue Reading »

Finding the Joy

Kurt R.A. GiambastianiA reader’s question on a recent post made me think a bit.

Is writing an escape from my day job, or is my day job an escape from writing?

At first thought I said, “Why, that’s easy!” but then I thought again.

My writing “career” has had three distinct phases, so far:

  • Apprentice Writer
  • Professional (albeit part-time) Writer
  • Freelance/Avocational Writer

In none of these was writing my “day job.” I’m a software developer by vocation; that’s my monkey-boy day-job, and it is whence my main income has always come.

(Yes, I just used “whence” in a sentence…don’t freak out. You did fine the other day when I used “agley,” didn’t you?)

But has writing always been an escape from the day job? Have I always looked forward to the task of writing? Has writing always brought me joy, made me happy? Continue Reading »