Thesis status update – with deadline!

Well, I won’t have to defend this summer (Yay!).  I will, however, need to be ready to defend in the fall.  And I’m terrified.  Sure, I’m near 40 pages into this monster (that’s not counting outlines, notes, failed attempts to start, ect) but I still don’t feel ready.  But I need to set a deadline for myself to have a full draft–and I’m going to do it.  I’m going to make it happen come hell or high water.

I’m going to have a full draft–at least skeletoned with notes for sections I’m not quite done with–by 15 June.

There, I said it.  I’m going to have a draft done by the 15th of June if it kills me.  And it might.

Why June 15?  Because that would mean I’d have a full draft of my Master’s thesis done before the 10 year mark–that is to say, 10 years after I graduated in the top third or so of my graduating class from Athens High School in Troy, MI.  And then I’d be in the revision process and getting myself set to start taking my GREs to prepare for Ph.D work (oh god save me).

I have to defend in the fall.  I have to defend in the fall and if I want to be ready for that defense…I need to finish this draft.  And revise it.  And be ready.

So I have to finish this draft.  And that’s the deadline I’m going to set for myself.  Because if I don’t set one…then it’s not going to get done.

I’m going to try to get my section on Edward I done within the next few weeks, one way or another.  Early sections of the draft need touches, but are otherwise okay as they stand right now.  Then I’ll get to move back to the Edward III section, which is the section Dr. Finucane had me focusing on when he died.

I don’t know.  It’s just hard to think that he’ll never see the end of a project that I started under his tutelage.

Still need to decide if I’m going to the Medieval Institute conference.  I have a couple weeks to decide yet.  I’ll decide after Jen and I get back from Chicago next week.

MAA conference postmortem – part 1

So, it’s been a while since I updated, and now seems to be a decent time to do it!  I’ve been buried under thesis work, the job, GMing, and various other pursuits recently so updating the blog hasn’t been high on the list of things to do.  Hopefully, that’ll change pretty quick (yeah right, but we can hope).

I spent this weekend in New Haven, CT, for the 85th annual meeting of the Medieval Academy of America (which apparently has a blog now).  I met a lot of very neat people, including future colleagues, and most of the men and women I met this weekend, quite a few of them luminaries in the field, were personable and very lovely.  As a result of this meeting, University of Toronto, York University (Canada), Northwestern, St. Louis University, Cambridge University (UK), Harvard, and Yale have been added to the list of prospective schools.  Loyola, U Chicago, Fordham, and Brown remain on the list.  U of M has been dropped.

The conference itself was hosted on the campus of lovely Yale University, which was simply amazing (I’ll post pictures in the second installment of the post-mortem, as well as to the MedGrad Facebook group, as promised, since most folks weren’t carrying cameras).  The campus is beautiful and New Haven itself was a very neat place to visit.  If I get the opportunity to come again, I most certainly will.

Currently sitting in the Starbucks at the corner of Church and Chapel (yes, there’s an intersection of Church and Chapel!) and killing time before I have to catch my shuttle to Bradley International to fly back to Detroit this evening.  I find myself thinking about all the very, very cool people I’ve met here, including Simon Meecham-Jones (whom I sat with at banquet on Friday), Nancy Partner (who advised me to read something more current than her Serious Entertainments, though I didn’t get the chance to ask her what I should read instead!), Barbara Newman (who told me to definately, definately, with much enthusiasm look at Northwestern for my Ph.D program after her panel on female devotional life and haigography on Thursday afternoon), Katherine Sale, some lovely people from UCLA, Fordham, and Sacred Heart, and Michael McCormick, who was probably the most enthusiastic scholar I met all weekend (Barbara Newman and a couple others ran fairly close seconds).  He encouraged me to at least apply to the Harvard graduate program, even though it’s very competitive.  Such a nice man, and he’s developing a program in archaeology that would be awesome for me–someday, if I’m not locked into a job or otherwise someplace!  And he introduced himself to me and two other graduate students (whose names, I regret, I don’t remember!  I remember my male dining companions (Joseph and Eric),  but not theirs except to remember that one was from Ohio State University and the other was here at Yale and a first year graduate student) directly after the banquet on Friday night, as we were preparing to hike back to our hotels after missing the shuttles from the Commons to the hotels.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to meet the medievalist from Brown I’d intended to meet, but I’m sure that Tom (one of her graduate students that I did have the pleasure of meeting) can probably introduce me via e-mail to her at some point in the future if I ask.

Note to self: must get on the MedGrad list.

I’ve been seriously encouraged by everyone here to go to the Kalamazoo conference, the Medieval Institute conference, in May.  It would be significantly less expensive than this trip, but I have to consider the feasability of taking the time off from work, ect.  Jeff and Sebastian, amongst others, attempted to make the decision for me with regards to it (Jeff’s goodbye to me was a hug and the statement “I’ll see you in Kalamazoo.”).  It was nice to actually meet Tom and Miti in person at the conference, and I’m sure I met even more people that I’ll come to know better on the MedGrad list.

There’s some observations that have to be made about medievalists, at least of my academic generation, and I’ll make them here.  (1) It seems that most of us, in some capacity or another, write fiction (which is hysterical).  (2) Most of us, on top of the fiction, are gamers (and several are GMs).  (3) Oftentimes, we dress more…sharply? than some of our older colleagues in our fields.  I guess when you get to be pretty eminent in your field, however, you can wear whatever you want.  (4) Many of us are very interdisciplinary in our approach.  (5) We’re pretty much more tech-savvy than most of our elders (and by elders, I mean most scholars 10+ years older than us).  Why use powerpoint if you don’t know how to use the software?  Really.  Really!  There were some people who were very, very good with it, and then there were some people…yeeeah.

Silly me, I ended up in a couple panels that concentrated on the Old English language, though I don’t actually regret going to them–they were extremely interesting.  Some of my favorite papers, however, came out of panels dedicated to Jewish-Christian relations (I went to that one almost on a whim) and two papers dealing with medieval forests (one with the relationship between managed forests and romance and the other on the legalities of medieval forestry in the Champagne region of France).  The conference, in short, was amazing, and I wish I had more time to go into greater depth regarding everything I learned, took notes on, ect.  I wasn’t the only one at the conference here to shop Ph.D programs.  There were a couple undergraduates that I spent some time with and some graduate students who, like me, are doing terminal programs and currently shopping around for their later programs (Annie, who I met last night and then took a tour with this morning, was one of those — she’s at UConn; I want to say her undergrad was at Rutgers).

There was a very interesting panel where I met Dr. Martin Foys and got to speak with him later regarding the Digital Mappaemundi Project, which was fascinating and amazing all at once.  It may not help me yet, but it’ll help our intellectual children and grandchildren–hopefully.  It’s one of those things that makes me lament the relative unavailability of primary source material on the internet and our dependence on other people’s money and whims to get those sort of sources digitized so everyone can benefit from what’s currently languishing dustily away in repositories across the world–things like the Lollard archives, which are relatively unexplored except for a select few documents, and are something that perhaps will never really be studied all that well considering the geographic limitations on archival research.  Not everyone can drop everything (and several thousand dollars) on research trips to European archives or even to US archives.  It’s very frustrating and a shame.

On a side note (and very tangentially related): the book rooms (yes, there were three, but they were classrooms, thus small) were amazing and I probably bought too many, though two of them, at the very least, will be very useful to my thesis research and another will probably be quite useful as I move foward in my studies.  I also got two free books this weekend–one was swag from a panel my one of the grad student friends I made went to (he didn’t want the book/already had it/something) and the other was a preview copy of a book that I assume is coming out later.

I also have copious handouts from the conference, at least one of which is going to be mailed to Mr. Fry of Dear God What Have We Wrought?! because he’ll find it utterly fascinating (and will probably be jealous that I met and spoke with as many scholars of Old English as I did this weekend, Fred C. Robinson being amongst them).  I’ll make a medievalist of him yet, I’m certain, and he’ll probably freak out to learn that there’s entire programs in Old English (I seem to recall him being bummed that they weren’t going to be spending a lot of time on Anglo-Saxon and Old English in his History of the English Language class).

I have two books tucked into my bag to read on the plane, though it remains to be seen whether I read either of them.  Surprisingly enough, mentioning at dinner to Simon Meecham-Jones that I was reading Lesley Coote’s Political Prophecy in Later Medieval England got me the name of someone (I presume at Cambridge) that’s working on a book on politicla prophecy right now to potentially contact.  He was a very cool guy to sit and have dinner with (we were seated at a far end of the room; a Dr. Bugbee from University of Texas – Austin was sitting there with us as well and a six students, including me).  My only gripe about the banquet was that the filet mignon was too pepper-encrusted (usually, when they say pepper-encrusted, it doesn’t set my mouth on fire.  This more than certainly did.).

The Commons, which I’ll post a picture of later, reminded everyone (and I do mean everyone) of Hogwart’s when they walked in.  It was very cool.  It was also, apparently, where they filmed the library scene from Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skulls.  Very, very cool.

That’s about all I have time for now — most post-mortem after I’m back in Michigan!

Back in the GM’s chair

I’ve slipped back into the gamemaster’s chair recently for the Thursday night crew–Torg GM is absolutely torched, so I volunteered to step up and run something.  That something is Maraeternum, the World of Endless Ocean.  It’s a world that I’ve been playing around in for several years now with a longtime friend of mine from my Star Wars days and it’s actually kind of cool to be able to run something in it.  Last night was the second session of it and everyone’s backgrounds are already crossing nicely (whether some folks are realizing it or not).  No barfights–not yet–but I’m sure that’ll come soon enough.  They’re scoundrels and pirates–it’s bound to happen sooner or later.

It’ll be an interesting ride.  I have several plotlines that are starting to be seeded.  Some they’ll walk right into.  Others….

Mwahahaha.

It all comes back down to writing

Nanowrimo went spectacularly well for me this year — I made goal with time to spare.  It seems, however, that the story of The Last Colony is more conducive to a trilogy than than it is to a single volume.  The whole of the story just can’t be told in such a small package, I guess.  There’s just too much story to tell.

Speaking of too much story to tell, it’s high time I turn around and do the serious editing that When All’s Said and Done, my first winning Nanowrimo piece, requires.  The work has some serious potential; I think if I can get through a rewrite I might even be able to put that together into a duology or trilogy (or even a single book) and start shopping agents.  Hopefully.

However, the most important bit of writing I need to be doing in the near future is my Master’s thesis.  I’ve gotten somewhat disconnected from it of late and need to bring myself back to it–and badly.  That’s one thing that’s on tomorrow’s agenda, to reconnect with my thesis research.  Before the semester ended, I had started reading From Scythia to Camelot and I should really get back to it.  But I started reading Devil in the White City today, and I have a feeling I’ll race through that and then get back to research.

I have a desk, now, though, and it’s gloriously beautiful.  It’s a library table style desk that my father made for me and it’s lovely.  I can’t wait to start being able to use it, but that requires that the bedrooms be switched out so I can (my desk is currently in the larger bedroom, occupied by my brother).  I’m very much looking forward to having my own space to work, though, where I can leave stuff out.

I’ll only be doing one class this semester–I was going to take seminar again, but financial constraints will prevent me from doing so.  Instead, I’m going to work intensively with Dr. Chapman on my thesis and get it done so I can defend in the spring.  There’s no other option–that’s the way it’s going to be.

And then hopefully, I’ll get into a Ph.D program for the fall of 2011.  Hopefully.

Torg update – Session of 5 November 2009

First off, happy 18th birthday to my little sister as of 9:51pm last night.  I was at Trish and Chris’s house, in their basement, playing Torg at the time.  I really don’t think she minded, since I know she was playing an OYO concert.

Now on to the Torg update.

I’m not going to subject anyone who happens to care to read this to a YouTube video of this week’s song, which was “Turn the World Around” by Harry Belafonte.  I told David it was the weirdest song we’ve had so far (Weirder than Gorillaz? He asked.  I said yes.).

At the beginning of this week, the Well of Forever looked back into us…and I don’t think most of us liked what we saw.  What Ren ended up seeing was a reality bridge in Orrorsh and herself using the Starfire Wheel to make it fall apart…only to leave herself open to the demonic frog deity she banished in Ys almost a year ago.

Banishments only last, apparently, a year and a day.

When we all snapped out of it, Mable and Grace fell over unconsious (Liz opted to stay home since her mother got H1N1 and Jen had to stay late at the library), which meant Mei and Christian had to carry them out of the suddenly very unstable cavern….a cavern suddenly very unstable because of artillery that was mowing the lawn for advancing infantry and cavalry.

After barely managing to not get ourselves blown up, killed, or otherwise maimed, we climbed out of the hole to find a Polish patrol standing outside of the hole we climbed out of.  After convincing him that Ren was an American soldier, the others were able to climb out of the hole.  All of us were brought back to a forward post where they ran our IDs again…and that’s where we found out that the guy we thought was named Alex was actually named Anton Fratelli (and declared that if Ren made one Goonies reference….not that she would ever do something like that in the first place because Goonies really wasn’t her thing) and is a CIA operative.  Which Ren suspected after she saw the sniper rifle but never made mention of–why look a gift-horse in the mouth, after all?

Of course, on the ride to behind the lines, Ren and Anton argue.  A lot.  He’s been given the full plot dump, warts and all, and has decided to take Ren to task for it even though most of the circumstances were largely beyond the group’s control (was she really supposed to tell Amarant that he couldn’t become a wall?  Really?  And, for the record, the Order is NOT a snuggie cult).   When we finally make it to the more substantial operations center behind the lines, the party is reunited with Dr. Hatchi Mara-Two (Too?), who is as scattered-brained and special as ever.

Mable’s got some wacky stuff going on with the nanotech virus in her blood.  There’s nothing we can do about it, and Galen did something weird with it.  Greeeat.

From there, lay out the situation–and begin to plan, for once.  Using Anton’s networks, we put out calls to every ally we can think of to come help us storm the papal holdings in Avignon, to stop Odyle before she can break the world.  God only knows if we’ll be able to stop her.  We’ve put out a call to the Knights Templar, to the Mystery Men, to the First Fleet, everyone we can think of.  But we have to find the Knives of Artemis, Mara’s said.  If we can find them, we may have an easy way into the papal palace, a way around the guards.  We hope.  But finding them will be easier said than done…and do we have the time to find them before everything comes to an end?

New fiction and the coming of Nanowrimo!

Nanowrimo began on Sunday, and I was out of the gate with more than 2000 words before I went to bed at 2am on November 1.  By the end of the day on November 1, I had almost 4,000 words in.  As of this writing, I’m sitting at 5,465 words and counting–already above where I need to be for today (I would need to be 5,000 words in to be on par for the day — I will probably push for at least 7,000 before I sleep tonight).

My project is, of course, the project I’ve been doing the world-building for which I’ve posted here.  The Last Colony tells the story of humanity in its twilight, with the potential for a dawn.  The synopsis as posted to the Nanowrimo site is as follows:

Old Earth is dead.

A hundred light years away, New Earth is dying, murded by human hands.

Thousands of years after the human diaspora, another homeworld is dying the same death, promising that history does, in fact, repeat itself, and no one cares.

The Rose Foundation and the Psychean Guard have a plan. The world of E557 is their last hope to save all that is right and good in humanity. Sustainable energy. Virgin soil. Some of the best and brightest minds in a generation.

But the conglomerates of New Earth want what E557 has to offer, and damn the consequences–after all, it’s just another world. There’s always more where that came from.

War is coming to E557–the Oracle has fortold this. It is a fight humanity cannot afford to lose.

But can the galaxy afford for humanity to win?

The excerpt I have posted is actually the prologue to the story and takes place eleven years before the story’s start.  My friend Mike is already hooked.  Jen hasn’t seen the story yet (I should probably send her the first nine pages).  One of my WoW buddies has it in his hot little hands, too, but I went to bed before I could see what he thought of it.

In addition to this wonderfully magical noveling experience, I’ve also started a few specks of new fiction.  One is nowhere near complete (it’s in the beginning stages) but it’s an explanation as to why Quin’lisse Adama missed the wedding of one of her best friends.  When it’s done, hopefully it’ll knock a few socks off.  The other is a serial for the RoA and Sentinels Realm Forum entitled “The Devil is in the Details.”  The frst few posts of it are below the cut line.

Continue reading “New fiction and the coming of Nanowrimo!”

Truncated 30 days of world-building, part 4

Back to 30 days of world-building.  Only got a couple days to go before the commencement of Nanowrimo this year.

Skipping Days 17 and 18

 

Day 19 – Characters and what they’re all about

I’m not going to bore most folks with the character list.  Hell, I want to keep a lot about the characters a secret, since characters are often the key to my success in writing.  Instead, I’ll just offer a brief taste of some of them.

Here they are, in alphabetical order.

  • Grant Channing – Member of the Psychean Guard held by the Eurydice Compact for at least fifteen years.  Father of Lindsay Farragut.
  • Alana Chase – Born to the Eurydice Compact conglom, heavily cybered soldier.  She escaped to E-557 eighteen years before the story begins.
  • Brendan Cho – Born to the Chinasia Corp conglom and trained as a military pilot.  He is the only survivor of a ship shot down over E-557 eleven years before the story begins that was allowed to stay.
  • America Farragut – Member of the Psychean Guard held by Chinasia Corp. for at least fifteen years.  Mother of Lindsay Farragut and sister of Rachel Farragut.
  • Lindsay Farragut – Born a member of the Psychean Guard two years after the decimation of Mimir, the home of the Psychean Guard.  She is the Oracle and came to E-557 with her aunt twenty-three years before the story starts.  Member of the Rose Council.
  • Rachel Farragut – Member of the Psychean Guard who came to E-557 twenty-three years before the story starts.  Aunt and surrogate mother of Lindsay Farragut, the Oracle.  Member of the Rose Council.
  • Ezra Grace, MD – Born and bred on E-557, Ezra is of genius-level intelligence when it comes to medicine and the interactions of humans and cyberware.  He’s not quite thirty when the story starts.
  • Adam Windsor – Member of the Psychean Guard who came to E-557 shortly before Rachel Farragut, after the destruction of Guard HQ on Mimir.  High-ranking military officer on E-557; one of the Guardians (military commanders of E-557).

 

Day 20 – Oh, the plot!

This particular directive — that is, starting to outline plot — is something I started a bit ago, as scenes started to form themselves in my head.  Basically, the exercise for day 20 asks the writer to say what the story’s about — what’s the overarching plot.

On the Nanowrimo forums, there’s a thread that was fantastic: the 20-word summary of your plot.  This was mine:

Humanity has killed dozens of worlds. They’re not allowed to kill this one.

Thirteen words to describe the plot of The Last Colony.  We’ll see what the ending holds.

I do have one major subplot already in mind, which deals with the rescue of America Farragut and Grant Channing from the Chinasia Corp and Eurydice Compact congloms respectively.  Of course, Lindsay isn’t going to like the plan that Ezra (since it will be Ezra that comes up with the majority of the plan) comes up with for rescuing her parents.

 

Day 21 – Flora and Fauna

Largely skipping this one, except for to jot down the note that there are various terrestrial species that have been preserved since the loss of Earth that have become semi-domesticated.  Other species were used to populate the lands of E-557 long before the colonists ever landed there.  No one’s really sure who terraformed the planet or seeded it with terrestrial species.  There is some data to indicate that E-557 was a world that had once harbored life before being terraformed, but for some reason had been abandoned in a very distant past.

 

Skipped to Day 24 – Mood (again!)

Day 24 is all about artwork, mood, and music playlists for working on your project.  Of course, this can take a long while to put together, especially the artwork.  So, for the moment, I’m going to forgo some of the artwork but share some of the music that’s evocative and inspiring lately…

Other songs include “Keep Holding On” by Avril Lavigne, “Now or Never” by Three Days Grace, “Wonder” by Natalie Merchant, “Believe” by Staind, “Carry You Home” by James Blunt, and “World” by Five for Fighting.

 

Day 25 – The Sky (and what’s in it when)

This isn’t so important, since I don’t have any nighttime sequences in mind that will require moonlight.  I love the moon in all its phases, and if it becomes important to have the moon be a certain way at a certain time, I’ll be sure to keep track of phases.  Though the exercise is a wonderful cautionary tale.

 

The rest of the days on the world-building lists are mostly wrap-ups — finish up with this, that, and the other thing.  So I’ll be spending my last few days before Nanowrimo working on school work and doing some outlining for November 1!