Looking Within, News and “Calibre”

News First

I’m making slow progress in recovering from the recurrence of pancreatitis.  If you’re interested, a new page that I had scheduled went live this morning; it’s a brief autobiography by myself.  Yesterday saw a record number of hits on the blog, topping 100 comfortably.  It seems that I must be doing something right!  Saturday, the blog will be worth a visit: there will be an interview with the successful Australian thriller writer, Chris Allen, who has led a rather remarkable life.

Talking About Software: Calibre

Calibre has to be one of the most useful free programs out there!  It is a great library manager for books, especially ebooks.  Apart from maintaining more than one library, you can update the metadata for your books/ebooks, either by entering the details yourself or by searching for the metadata online.  You can change covers, convert ebooks to different formats and even use the built in eReader (though that can do some odd things at times).  Personally, I have three libraries: all ebooks and books I own, a Kindle library for my wife’s eReader and a kobo library for my own eReader.  As a matter of fact, Calibre is far superior to kobo’s desktop app, which doesn’t permit adding ebooks from sources other than kobo.  One of the most important things is that Calibre is easy to use, being very intuitive.  There are some clever things that you can do with it, but those do involve learning more.

I can’t recommend Calibre highly enough!

An Insider’s View of the Author’s Mind

It can be argued that authors of fiction are, by their very nature, prolific liars.  Where anybody else might have the occasional flight of fancy, inventing an event to impress another or others, an author uses very much the same process to create short stories or novels.  Whether they limit it to writing is entirely a facet of their individual character.  Personally, I have always tended to find that writing suffices to express  my Walter Mitty tendencies.  That said, I have been known, in the past, to sit with my children (when they were still little) and simply make up a story for them, revolving around some place that they knew.  One such tale took an episodic form, being related while we sat outside where my wife works, waiting for her to finish for the day.  There’s a twinge of regret that those times were not recorded, but then that might have destroyed the specialness of them.

So then, a great liar sits down and commits their inventiveness to “paper” (meaning anything from a scrap of paper to a computer), where it begins to gain a life of its own.  There may be some kind of plan behind it, or it may just flow freely, with the author being ignorant of exactly where it’s heading.  Whichever, the result remains one huge, complex lie!  And that’s where the author-liar has an advantage over the ordinary liar: their lies are recorded and so they rarely ever find themselves embarrassed by making a fatal slip; that dread moment when the ordinary, everyday lie is suddenly exposed.  Perhaps the most remarkable thing is how what is a limited ability in an ordinary liar is, in the author, transformed into something which may be sustained and enlarged upon for a significant length of time, even through interruptions.

(I’m given to wonder whether the minstrels of the past, who toured villages and towns, bearing news and tall tales, were of like kind to the author, or whether they were, as it were, the “books” wherein the inventive genius of others was carried virtually verbatim.  Perhaps there were two types: the carrier and the inventor-liar.  It’s a pity that we can’t discover the truth of it.)

Perhaps, with this view of the author as an inveterate liar, our view of lying as being necessarily immoral should change.  Of course lies can be destructive.  We all know that. But perhaps it is the intent or purpose behind the creation of the lie which should determine whether it is immoral or not.  If, in some future time, people were so conditioned that it became psychologically impossible for them to even construct a lie.  Would that society be without any new authors of fiction?  It’s an unhappy thought.

~ Steve

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About Steve

An author since the age of 13 years, writing again dominates my activities. My "Imagineer-ing" blog is my primary site. Also: Beginner knitter since November 2010. Favourite knitting techniques: cable and lace. Beginner cross stitcher. Beginner jewellery maker. With the promotion of self publication and all the other work that has been going on here, Dad decided around 2am this morning (22/11/2013) that it was time to begin his next adventure. He was seen off earlier the previous evening by myself, my brother, my sister in law, and my sister, as well as his wife (our mum), and an enigmatic being known only as A Lorraine. After this time of story telling, laughing, crying, joking and mickey taking, we saw how tired both mum and dad were, and we decided to leave them under the (sometimes) gentle care of The Lorraine. When Dad found the timetable for his travels, he let Mum know gently, which woke her from her drowsing, then, with the same gentleness he showed in this universe, he boarded his favourite mode of transport, the Interdimensional Steam Train, and set off with a smile and a wave. For those of us closest, that smile was a reminder that his pain has ended, and the wave, an indicator that he will pop in to all those that knew him, from time to time. Usually at the most inconvenient and in opportune moments he can. While we are sad that he is no longer here, we are happy he now has no pain, and is experiencing more extraordinary things that his writers mind will be frantically weaving into a new story. Posted by Son Damien

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