Random good links - 16 May 2014

Working late...

It's 1.30 am and it's the Nth night in the past weeks that i'm up working so late. I haven't been waking up late either, for I've been waking up to a brain buzzing with a list of chores and errands.

i'm tired and I've been neglecting my writing because it's too difficult to write creative or complicated stuff when the brain is being wrung like a wet rag.

So what have I been up to?

Admin stuff. Administrative things, like planning projects, budgets, proposal, timelines, etc etc. For a while, it bothered me like how it used to bother me when I was working in a corporate office. ZZZzzz.

But friends helped me realise that this is all part and parcel of my work as a writer/artist. It's the "un-glamorous" part of every art project, but also one of the most essential parts.

And look, my friend A said, Isn't it nicer, better, infinitely more meaningful to be doing the administrative things for projects that I believe in?

Well, yes, indeed, i suppose it is nice, better, and infinitely more meaningful.

Admin really shouldn't bother me like how it used to bother me when I was administrating senior management's political spew and hidden agendas. 

And besides, I'm actually quite good at admin, which is why i could rise up far enough into the corporate offices to see the vomit and recognise the smell. It was just the purpose and the smell and the sounds people make when they puke shit that made me gag. 

Now that I'm administrating my own puke-shit, admin shouldn't bother me.

Now that I'm doing admin just to make my dreams come true, I might even come to like admin with time. But then, does that mean i'll be working even later into the night?! 

Time flies when you're having fun

Been putting off putting up another post week after week and before i know it, April is almost over! Seems like it was just yesterday that I was panicky about Mar being almost over.

Have been working hard this month, though if you ask me what have I produced, I can't tell you about anything concrete again. Experienced a bout of frustration earlier in the month (if i remember correctly) about how my work is so intangible that there isn't much to show for my work.

I mean, late evening, last week, I finally finished redrafting Millie. I scrolled up and down the document and realised that the story was completed again (for the like, what, 10th time in the past 2-3 years). Okay. Feeling a bit dazed, i stood up from my seat, and went to my husband in the living room, and I said to him,

"Dear, I think i finished Millie."

"That's great! congratulations!"

"Er, thanks, i guess," I shrugged and turned around.

"Are you going to let me read it?"

"Er, not yet, I gotta edit it first. I should be getting to that now, i guess."

He made me sit down and do nothing for the rest of the evening, but the next day, I returned to Chapter 1.

It's crazy like that!

Random good links

No time to go into details, but thanks to friends who shared all these things:

  • http://zenpencils.com/comic/128-bill-watterson-a-cartoonists-advice/
  • http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2014/03/12/austin-kleon-show-your-work/
  • http://www.acc.umu.se/~coppelia/pooh/stories/ch8.html
  • http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5J3gX47rHGg&feature=kp
  • https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=424334691012108
  • http://www.theguardian.com/books/gallery/2009/may/13/shaun-tan-eric-story-pictures

Pick one.  Pick two. 

Lotus-egret-fairy-women...

Why do people talk about speculative fiction like it's a new genre? Why question the existence or identity or the premises of surrealist fiction?

Surrealism is already everywhere!

Check out these women being fairies that resemble white egrets with lotus flowers sprouting from their heads!

Plus, they can also play the flute.

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On stories taking a life of their own...

It’s kinda funny how stories take on a life of their own. Once I release a story onto its audience, it’s hard to ask it to come home.

Although that’s the case for most things (for when a sculptor finishes with a statue, then he installs it or something, then it’s hard to bring it back home to trim a bit of the statue’s nose or something), it’s just funnier with stories because it’s so easy to unleash the written word (all I have to do is to put a story in an email and click “send”) and rework a story even after the “click-send” (as the tangible, physical art works are merely sequences of computer data existing on remote email servers and my laptop’s hard-disk) that it appears easy to “re-call” it for editing (after all, to reinstall the revised, physical art-work, I simply need paste in another email and click “send”).

But like all other things, stories really take on a life of their own, because beyond the few words or computer signals in whatever server, the art truly unfolds when it meets its audience and trigger some chemical(?), biological(?), metaphysical(?), existential(?), cognitive reaction in their minds – it paints some mental picture or describe some ideas – it does something to the audience – give is commonly refer to as the first impression.

And the audience, especially a creative one, takes that first impression, and develops it to another idea, and other renditions, and so on and forth… like some cascade reaction... giving the story life of its own.

By then I can’t say, wait, wait! Let me edit that story a bit and then pass it to you, I think I can re-arrange the ending then we might get a better cascade reaction from you! Because that’ll be too late, as the first impression would have already ran its course and galloped away into whatever horizon. Bye bye.

Come back come back! I may shout to it, but the audience’s take on the work is somewhat set.

What will happen when the same audience reads the new rendition? I think it’d be like formulating the first impression of the new rendition and it’ll be another thing altogether. The audience would be like, hey this looks like something that I’ve seen before, and it’s not as fresh and… maybe grammatically better, but… hm. It’s hmm…

So, well, anyway my point is just that it’s kinda funny.

Thoughts on saying no...

‘It is only half an hour’ — ‘It is only an afternoon’ — ‘It is only an evening,’ people say to me over and over again; but they don’t know that it is impossible to command one’s self sometimes to any stipulated and set disposal of five minutes — or that the mere consciousness of an engagement will sometime worry a whole day … Who ever is devoted to an art must be content to deliver himself wholly up to it, and to find his recompense in it. I am grieved if you suspect me of not wanting to see you, but I can’t help it; I must go in my way whether or no.
— Charles Dickens, rejecting an invitation from a friend (from https://medium.com/thoughts-on-creativity/bad7c34842a2)

A. sent me an article about creative people being able (or needing) to focus on their work and avoid distracting tasks: https://medium.com/thoughts-on-creativity/bad7c34842a2

I do find it very hard to say no to people. Since writing is a self-motivated undertaking, the general consensus seem to be that I can be very flexible with my time. But the truth is, I really need a huge, isolated mental space to contain my works in my head and to develop them... if i come out of my retreat, say, over the weekend or the festive season, I really have to put in days to reboot my brain. it's really not like how when I was doing corporate work and I can just come back to a document two months later and get started immediately. it just doesn't work that way for me.

A few months ago, G commented that Singapore is so small that we get to see our friends, relatives, very often, unlike how things would be if we lived in a bigger country, and we'd just up and go to a different city and live and concentrate on our work. Perhaps because of this and the connectivity, it's really hard to carve out that block of time and space.

And perhaps it's because we're Asian, and somewhat, typically collectivist, that I feel obligated to honour social expectations and priorities over my own? but maybe it's not an Asian thing after all. according to the article, it seems that western individualists also find it difficult.

Perhaps because writing is an occupation that's commonly associated with employment and work, people tend to think it works like a job. But, really, it isn't. Writing is more like self-employment, like motherhood, it's an obsession which consumes and demands one's entire attention. Actually, I can imagine that it's somewhat like taking care of a child. If I don't see a 2 year old child for 2 months, and straightaway want to carry him in my arms and teach him his alphabets, he may reject me violently (or noisily), for he might no longer recognise me. I'd have to play with him, cajole him, get used to him again, before i try to teach him something interesting.

But mothers seem to find it easy to say no. "No, i can't stay back to do more work, i have to go home and breastfeed." or lawyers and accountants or bankers or whoever else also seem to have the have the right to say no to social functions, "No, i gotta prepare for a big meeting tomorrow." "No, i'm fighting for a promotion so i gotta work hard these few weeks." and students studying for exams find it easy to say no. "No, i got a test tomorrow." Exams and promotions are so important that it even allows these people to say no to...family obligations. in fact, entire families will retire early from social functions if one of the kids have a class test the next day. Why?

Or i am being presumptuous? perhaps they don't find it easy to say no at all. it's just that there are more of them around to make an impact on the rest of us, they've collectively changed the consensus, and people now find it acceptable for people to say no for these specific reasons.

Indeed, A. suggested that maybe because nobody really understands the demands of creative work and its processes, so nobody can properly empathise with the creatives.

Since people think writing or artistic pursuits works like a job (at best), which is typically something somebody likes to get out of as soon as possible, people think that it's the same for me. Actually, the opposite is true, since i gave up a full-time job's pay to concentrate on my writing, i really enjoy spending as much time as possible on my work. Which ironically suggests to others to think that writing or artistic pursuits are like past-time/hobbies, which should not be more important than meeting up with people who care about you? After all, there are those who still think that my creative pursuits are still acts of a spoilt child refusing to get a proper job, so anything i say remotely like, "i got to work", invites snorts and stifled sarcastic retorts like, "(oh please) what do you have to work on?" (with the silent "oh please".)

Whatever the possible reasons, saying no remains difficult. At the end of the day, it comes down to this, is it okay to just focus on my work and perhaps have no friends or social life? After all, maybe that's what full-time mothers, overly-promoted lawyers, accountants, bankers, and parents, who care a lot about their children's examinations, feel compelled to give up.

I haven't found any way about it. I'm just trying to explain things to one friend at a time, which may end up taking more time than just saying "yes" to whatever request, and... just hoping it'll work out in the long run...

I'm glad to have...

I’m glad to have friends who care enough to check in on me, and ask me if I’m well, and if I’m interested in going back to corporate work, because they know about some vacancy and are willing to recommend me readily.

I’m glad to have options to go back to earning a full-time corporate income, should the need ever come up.

But most of all, I’m glad to have realised that I am actually... happy to be where I am at with my career, doing my best to make my writings/art work, and having the opportunity to do so.

Career Reflections on Lunar New Year!

The turn of the year is also a time to review our aspirations and reflect on our careers and other priorities.

Reflections on Career Transition is a guidebook that may help you consider your career progression and change. Although designed for militaries moving on to new careers, this book contains reflective exercises, career tips, and insights relevant to all.

Check out the free EBOOK here now! Or read more about the guidebook here.

Here's wishing you a very happy, meaningful, and fulfilling new lunar year ahead!

Recommending... 百家讲坛 《苏轼》

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苏轼, pronounced Su Shi, and also known as Su Dong Po, was a thinker, poet, public servant, etc, from the Sung dynasty.

He is my idol and my favourite poet, so I found and watched a 百家讲坛 series of lectures about his life and philosophy. I enjoyed the series very much and just want to share the link with you: it's here.

百家讲坛 (Lecture Room) is a Chinese TV programme that invites scholars to lecture in their area of expertise. As I find listening to Chinese easier than reading, I really enjoy learning about Chinese literature and history through these online lectures. 

On a personal note, Jq, you and I talked about the things that had happened in the public service, and how my idealism and behaviour were like of a cartoon character (Gintoki Sakata). Su Shi is the guy I messaged you about. His behaviour was also very idealistic and absurd, and since he's a real historical figure... it kinda affirms that my idealism is really applicable, liveable, and protect-able.

And also, to Shir. We talked a bit about my cartoonish idealism too. But see, it's not just me! haha. Anyway, do check out the 百家讲坛 series when you have time in the US, especially since you may miss having some "Chinese culture" around you.

Loading up on Kurt Vonnegut

I've been reading and re-reading so much Kurt Vonnegut lately.

Recently completed: Wampeters, Foma and Granfalloons (Opinions), Hocus Pocus, Cat's Cradle, God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater.

Ongoing: Timequake, Galapogos.

Still to go: Bagombo Snuff Box, Breakfast of Champions

My favourite so far is Cat's Cradle, but in my head, they're beginning to blend into one mega book.... Pretty much like how my weeks and months are blending into one mega... er, week and month... and then, maybe years into one mega year.

Happy holidays with Clair De Lune

Happy holidays, everyone. :)

Take a break from the jingling bells - here's something to accompany your reflections on 2013 as we cross over to the new year.

Clair de lune, by Claude Debussy, played by Stephen Malinowski, with graphical score.

Clair de Lune means "Moonlight". Here's more background about the music. It is based on a french poem of the same name.

Moonlight by Paul Verlaine, 1869 (Translated into English)

Your soul is a chosen landscape
Where charming masqueraders and bergamaskers go
Playing the lute and dancing and almost
Sad beneath their fanciful disguises.

All sing in a minor key
Of victorious love and the opportune life,
They do not seem to believe in their happiness
And their song mingles with the moonlight,

With the still moonlight, sad and beautiful,
That sets the birds dreaming in the trees
And the fountains sobbing in ecstasy,
The tall slender fountains among marble statues.

Okay, well, so maybe it's not wildly happy holidays.
But quite sweet, precious, beautiful, happy holidays.

"It doesn't really matter if your house is that dirty. Go ahead and do your thing. Don't pay too much attention to housekeeping." - A centarian thinking woman's mother

Ann sent me this link recently: A Centenarian's Advice to Young Women: Figure Out What You Want

Marian Cannon Schlesinger is a thinking, intellectual woman who's been living for a hundred years. Her advice to young thinking women was:

Just go ahead and do your thing no matter what...my mother had said, 'It doesn't really matter if your house is that dirty. Go ahead and do your thing. Don't pay too much attention to housekeeping.'"

On not housekeeping

I would have liked to hang a cross-stitched version of the quote up in my house. or have it printed on a girly, flowery piece of paper. But in the interest of time, i only printed the quote from MSwords in the most girly font installed on my computer, and have it stuck on the fridge.

It reminds me that, no matter how i may sometimes feel like reacting towards piles of dust or clothes or dishes in some corner of my sloppy home, I must be strong and not be distracted from my writing, my thing. OK?  =/

A response to a response - my first review!

The review printed out and pasted on my wall!

The review printed out and pasted on my wall!

My good friend, Vanessa wrote a review on All the people imagine and other short short stories a few days ago.

I didn't mention it here immediately because I felt too excited and thought I should spend some time to think about it first.

For quite a few times in the past weeks, I've explained my motivation to get my work out there to friends, that it is really about the inexplicable joy I feel when my writing gets read, interpreted, and translated into an idea or any other reaction by the reader. I get a kick out of it.

I write most of my pieces through “automatic writing”, that is, writing whatever comes to my mind, without planning ahead, in perhaps a semi-meditative state. So, I am sometimes led to believe that my stories are gifts presented to me so that I can write it down for whoever else is meant to read it. In fact, I sometimes read my own writing and surprise myself with the content, because I wasn't entirely conscious of what I had written before. On some levels I feel like a Chinese letter writer from colonial times, helping illiterate migrant workers write letters to their family back home, or someone working in the post-office, sorting out mail.

Feedback on my writing is precious to me, because hearing from readers “closes the loop” and lets me know that something worked and responses were provoked, and knowing these things, in turn, encourage me to continue doing what I'm doing. It's like a post-office mail-sorter hearing from the recipient of a letter that he helped to pass along that the recipient “got it”. It helps the mail-sorter feel that the things he does go beyond the seemingly mundane pointlessness of mail-room work. And so, I get a kick out of it.

Reading Vanessa's piece about my collection is one of the most important and significant milestones of my writing career. While I've gotten many valued feedback and encouragement along the way, V's essay is by far the most tangible and immediate record of a reader's reaction to my work.

You may think, "Yeah, she's your good friend, so she'll write nice things about your work, so it doesn't mean too much." But the piece is all the more valuable to me because I know her very well and I trust that she wouldn't write what she didn’t mean.

And yeah... so V, I agree with you. "When you know the writer, the knowledge transforms your act of reading."

Thank you very, very much.