{"id":2720,"date":"2016-02-18T14:09:40","date_gmt":"2016-02-18T19:09:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/?p=2720"},"modified":"2016-02-18T14:09:40","modified_gmt":"2016-02-18T19:09:40","slug":"thursday-18-february-2016","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/2016\/02\/18\/thursday-18-february-2016\/","title":{"rendered":"Thursday, 18 February 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: bold; color: #000099; font-family: Arial;\">14:09 &#8211;<\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial;\"> Barbara&#8217;s friend Bonnie is driving up from Winston tomorrow morning. They&#8217;re going to spend the day doing girl stuff and then Bonnie will head back in the late afternoon. I suggested to Barbara that she invite Bonnie to bring her telescope and spend the night, but she said Bonnie just wanted to make a day trip. Bonnie actually lives north of Winston-Salem, near Pilot Mountain, and has pretty decent skies for observing, but it&#8217;s still much darker here than it is there. On a moonless or overcast night, we can&#8217;t even tell where the tree line several hundred yards from our back deck ends and the night sky begins.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial;\">I spent an hour or so this morning writing fiction. Going in, it seemed to me that writing fiction shouldn&#8217;t be all that different from my usual non-fiction writing. It turns out that the two are only superficially similar. There&#8217;s as much difference between writing fiction and non-fiction as there is between playing singles and doubles at tennis, which is to say a lot. Both endeavors are completely different games. One uses similar tools and rules, but the details differ enough that I can understand how it&#8217;s possible in either case to be very good at one and very bad at the other.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial;\">I assumed going in that writing dialog would be my main problem. When I asked Jerry Pournelle about that years ago, his advice was simply to write dialog as I ordinarily spoke. The problem with that is that I generally speak pedantically, so the dialog I wrote this morning sounds just as pedantic, not to say clumsy. Hell, it hasn&#8217;t been that long since I finally decided to stop torturing my sentence structures to avoid splitting infinitives or ending a sentence with a preposition. Which reminds me of my favorite-ever newspaper headline, referring to Richard Loeb of the famous Leopold and Loeb murder trial. Loeb was both pedantic and homosexual, and he was eventually knifed to death in a prison shower. The headline? &#8220;Richard Loeb, noted authority on the English language, ends sentence with a proposition&#8221;.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial;\">I thought I was going to be able just to sit down and write, as I do for non-fiction or for this journal page for that matter. But this morning&#8217;s experience tells me that I have some grunt work to do to master the basics of writing fiction.<br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<hr style=\"width: 65%; height: 3px; font-family: Arial;\" \/>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>14:09 &#8211; Barbara&#8217;s friend Bonnie is driving up from Winston tomorrow morning. They&#8217;re going to spend the day doing girl stuff and then Bonnie will head back in the late afternoon. I suggested to Barbara that she invite Bonnie to bring her telescope and spend the night, but she said Bonnie just wanted to make a day trip. Bonnie actually lives north of Winston-Salem, near Pilot Mountain, and has pretty decent skies for observing, but it&#8217;s still much darker here than it is there.<\/p>\n<p> <a href=\"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/2016\/02\/18\/thursday-18-february-2016\/\">&nbsp;&raquo;&nbsp;Read more about: Thursday, 18 February 2016 &nbsp;&raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[39,40],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2720","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","category-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2720","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2720"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2720\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2720"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2720"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ttgnet.com\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2720"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}