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The climax of the movie Jaws involves Roy Scheider shooting a compressed air tank in the shark's mouth with a rifle. This causes the tank to explode, killing the shark. This is incredibly unrealistic, and the novel's author, Peter Benchley, complained bitterly to the film's director, Steve Spielberg about it. Spielberg said that nobody would care, and he turned out to be right.
It's true. People don't care overly much about logic. They just want a good ride. You can get away with the most unrealistic shit, as long as people enjoy the ride. Just look at the novels of Arthur C. Clarke or Isaac Asimov. You can't say they didn't know their shit. Doesn't mean their novels aren't speculation. Doesn't mean we don't know if all of it would actually work. So, accepting the situation presented by the book or movie is an important part of enjoying the ride.
Now, here is the thing. Just because you can get away with incredibly unrealistic shit like a compressed air tank exploding rather violently when hit by a single bullet doesn't necessarily mean you should. It is an incredibly lazy way to go about one's craft. Couldn't think of another way? Explosives can't have water resistant fuses? I'm pretty sure a cherry bomb will still blow the fuck out of your pipes after you flush it down the toilet, dowsing the fuse in water, but my knowledge of water resistant explosives is limited. Just one example, anyway.
Okay, I find it vaguely amusing that the first mention I finally get around to making of The Faire Folk of Gideon audiobook is that there will be a break in the presentation. It's nagged at me since the moment I started that I hadn't written about it and done my standard nobody cares explanation of whatever in the world it is that I am up to. Or anything else I've been up to, for that matter.
What can I say? Only so many hours in a day. All about picking priorities. In fact, I should be using this precious time right now to edit the audio of chapter fifteen or whichever chapter is next in line. Can't be bothered to double-check that right now.
Main thing I do when editing a chapter is downplay or eliminate the heavy breathing. Most embarrassing that is. And, actually one of the main reasons I hadn't gotten around to doing more spoken word stuff on my website. I really do tend to gasp and otherwise suck air really, really loudly while recording. Takes a long time to work my way through each audio file and do something about it.
Well, the inevitable has happened. There will be a break between parts one and two of the weekly podcasting of The Faire Folk of Gideon: Pin the Tail on the Donkey. Not happy about it. But, oh well.
Chapters thirteen and fourteen, which are the first two chapters of part two, are actually ready to go, but that would leave me scrambling to finish chapter fifteen, which really just needs the last audio check before I deem it done. Haven't even started editing chapter sixteen. So, what? Three weeks to get that done. And, then what? How much time to work on chapter seventeen? Only a matter of time before the gap overtook me. Feeling rushed and harried the whole time. The gap looming. Break glaring down at me.
I know it doesn't really matter, but when I started this project, the one thing I really wanted to avoid was mid-part breaks in the weekly podcasting. I figured breaks between parts wouldn't be so painful because there are more-or-less natural pauses between them. The pause isn't that clear between parts one and two because I hadn't started to think of distinct parts of the story at that point in the writing. I was still fully thinking just one damn thing after another. Hadn't occurred to me that there would be a shape to the thing. It wasn't just randomly episodic. It was a book. Complete with a beginning, middle and end. The first book of several, but let us not drift off onto that tangent. At this point, I don't know when I'll get any more writing on The Faire Folk of Gideon done or how many volumes will ultimately be sustained. Probably not so many as I was thinking at the time.