Stop the presses! Shocking news, I love Technology says blogger with umpteen laptops and mobile phones.
I love technology - I really do. I love gadgets, I think gadgets make my life better – though I don't believe they make the world better (but that's another issue I'll sidestep). I can't help it, I'm a geek, it has to be bigger faster, smarter, and shinier than what came before. I want bells and whistles, I want it all. Yes, I said bigger – size does matter, I don't want a mobile phone the size an ants nut.
Doesn't matter with its a pen, a computer, or a phone - more technology is simply better, in my universe. Zero technology has its place, I mean sitting their doodling with an e-pen is kind of a waste, and drawing is better with a pencil on paper. That said, I have an Amazon Kindle, and it is all kinds of fantastic, and I don't feel the urge to go back to the printed word.
My point is, as I mentioned I love technology. However, in a strange kind of way I'm a traditionalist, I like my technology to be technological. I like that sometimes it requires a bit of brain power, some intuition, and a touch of luck to find my way round a piece of technology. I don't want a smooth easy user experience, if I end up with one, I'll only break down the veneer of civilisation covering the rugged peaks and valleys of performance that makes technology grand. I don't want easy, I want fun.
For me, its about fun – at the end of the day I don't need any of it, I could suffice with just the basics, even down to going back to pen, paper, and the printed world, I'd find myself happy enough at that. However, I do so enjoy new gadgets, new toys.
I've finally replaced my crappy Nokia 5800, I now have an HTC Desire running Android (which I'll be upgrading to Android 2.2 this evening, I'm far too impatient to wait for HTC's own upgrade of the operating system). Its an absolutely fabulous piece of technology – I don't even mind not having the things I normally miss in a phone (a physical qwerty screen, and resistive touchscreen). Okay, its not great for writing my Nokia E71 was, but it gets by, for short pieces, writing up ideas and such. I do feel kind of dirty, I'm not usually a Google fan (in fact I think Google are out of control, but those kind of things fix themselves in time, and my surrender to their mobile technology is hardly going to delay the downfall). Compared side by side with an iPhone (3GS, not 4, since I know no one with the new iPhone), and the HTC Desire wins hands down on all the bits that matter to me… and that really is the only measure that counts.
I did fancy the Motorola Milestone, but the new one is out soon – and I'm happy enough for the improvements to that to pick it up in a year's time when its cheaper. The first Milestone has a keyboard its true (major appeal), but its not the greatest writing surface, so figured I'd survive well enough just the touchscreen.
There are some things I do miss about the Symbian operating system, but Android isn't that different, its just as open and customisable – and it is firmly current generation, the aging Symbian system does feel old hat. Symbian^3 is out soon, and it looks swish (the whole N8 does), but for me, it hasn't come far enough from what I've seen of it. Who knows what Nokia will have out in a year's time, they look like to put out many phones, to match a whole host of needs – maybe Symbian^3 will come on in leaps and bounds, and it will leave Android and Apple with a massive headache as that hill they've been climbing to be a major mobile phone player suddenly becomes a lot steeper.
What I look forward to is the day we go buy our mobile phones from any company we want, and can then choose what operating system to have it on it. We're getting there, I hear tell rumours that Windows Mobile 7 might be installable on some Android devices, not sure if its vice versa or not. Of course, a model like that would lead to us having to pay for a phone, and the operating system, because licensing deals with manufacturers would go out the window.
In other technology news, my netbook is now at the point where its my perfect travel companion, its running Windows 7, has an extra gig of ram, and now has an extra large battery, combined with its existing smaller battery I can get quite a bit of time out of it between charges (between five and six hours), which is perfect for my holiday to Prague in four weeks time, and my following trip to the British Science Festival two weeks after that.
So yes, if you didn't get the message, I love technology.
Imagination: Worlds of My Creation
Writing is a truly amazing thing for me, it allows me to dump my big random imagination, and allows to keep it for all time. Even if I don't get far into a novel, anytime I want to relive that imagination I just read what I've got.
I'm one of those writers that are blessed with hardcore imagination. Ideas come easy to me, anything can trigger an idea. There isn't any work involved in shaping the imagination, if I let it just run wild, and I can reconjure an imaginar episode with just a few mental or physical prompts.
Of course if I want to shape this into a story I have to harness it, and that requires a great deal if force.
I imagine whole world's in my head, a litany of characters, intensive situations, there's detail o'plenty, as a character slams into a building, I'll be stood at the bus stop opposite, I'll see every half broken brick, and bits of mortar. As the protagonists of my imagination move closer for that all but inevitable kiss, I can see it happening, I can see the lines in the woman,s lips, I can see the guys forced face as he struggles not to go too fast, he wants to project a certain image with that kiss, and I see the car speeding towards them, the one who'll brake hard, and speed away, the moment spoiled. The driver by the way has brown hair, a blue denim jacket, and was smoking - he's actually fleeing the scene of a crime, which he had nothing to do with, but he's got form and doesn't want to go back to jail on a mistake.
The reason it needs to be strong armed is two-fold, firstly my imagination can run rampant at the worst time, I can easily switch between genre's, decades (even centuries), and characters, it takes practice to keep it on track. The second reason is writing for a mythical readership, I love my imagination - most of the time it's better than TV, but it's to my tastes (most of the time, there are occaisionally things I can't stand, and even offend me), however whether it's to the taste of a reading audience I'm less sure. Therefore if I want to write an imaginary scene it has to be guided, and then censored and modified further as it flows from the pen.
There is of course another downside, an overly rampant imagination can completely change tracts, starting a whole new story when your only part way through the current one. This does happen frequently, and usually coincides with me losing the will to write. You put all that effort in, and lose the zone for that story, it's a terrible thing, you're not interest in the new scene unfolding - or rather not interested in writing. I have to find a way back to the original imaginary story, if I want to continue. That's one of the things I had to learn during NaNoWriMo last year.
Most of the time, me and the left side of brain are usually on excellent terms, feeding things between us. Living the ideal life, the scary life, the exciting life, the romantic life, and the mysterious life.
The final great thing is I find it wasy to roll into an imaginary story details from research and such.I'm a sponge for information, and I can squeeze me out and spread them over my stories. So if I've read something about a theoretical form of space travel, and find myself in need of a mechanism to travel through space, (in my story, if only I could craft the real world as easily as my story ones), I draw through the details, and give my world a touch of realism that sets it shooting for wherever it needs to go.
My imagination is my most treasured asset as a writer, were I to lose that, were I to go in life without that - I honestly would rather be dead.
Evolution of a Writer
Charmander - beause everyone should be a Pokémon - or something like that
So Charmander gets in a fight, it's against a more powerful Pokémon, though his trainer is sure his Pokémon can handle it.
The battle rages, and indeed in a last ditch effort, Charmander gets the win. The crowds go wild, it's the little pocket monster that could.
Wait, but what's happening now? Why Charmander is glowing, what's going on? Suddenly the glowing shape of a small odd looking lizard is replaced with a larger odd looking glowing lizard, and as the glow fades, Charizard is stood there looking thoroughly chuffed with himself. He's evolved, become a better Pokémon, bigger, stronger, and smarter. Everyone is shocked into a stunned silence. His trainer starts clapping, and soon the auditorium goes nuts.
What's this got to with anything? Well after a fashion I think writers evolution is similar. Certainly my own is, I get stronger very gradually, but every so often I tackle something big - and win. The gradual improvement, the many small lessons learnt, and the sudden influx of effort and challenges pushes me to a new level.
I'll admit, it may be a confidence thing - I'm not a biased judge of my own ability, in the absence of Mr Horobin and Mr Barrand (my English teachers in high school), I can only presume to rate myself.
Every piece I write I get a little better, every review and edit nets me a few more lessons to avoid problems in the future, but every major trial tests everything I've learned, and gives me so many new lessons.
In terms of talent and experience, I evolve into a whole new monster, with new lessons to learn and embrace. I find the end of a piece of work, or project, the most exciting time, and I need to focus on that when the challenge seems too daunting, or I lose the inspiration (will), I have reasons to carry on.
It's true of most things in my life, I'm a far better analyst now than I was four years ago, there are periods of gradual improvement, and those moments where I've jumped to a whole new level.
Now I've turned myself into a fictional firey Japanese lizard, I think the job is done for this post.
P.S. I don't know Pokémon that well, if I've got the evolution wrong, aplogies to the diehard Pokemon fans out there.
Charmander - beause everyone should be a Pokémon - or something like that
Aspiring.org’s First Blog Entry (for the umpteenth time… this is the last, honest)
So here I am, once again in the blogosphere, with a whole new blog.
I struggled with what would be the first post. It should be prolific after all this time, right? Grand in nature. Broad in scope. So, I struggled. Should I be business like, or should I be all pally? I struggled some more. And then I realized it’s just like walking into a room full of people you’ve never met - I’ll introduce ourselves to you. It's the only polite thing to do, right?
My name is Jonathan L. Lawrence (yep the name's in the banner, so you'll never forget), I go by a few nicknames, for this blog I've chosen JL Legend, a monicker coined where I work, an ironic confidence booster. This is also my name on Twitter, if you want to follow my micro-blogging.
I'm a Business Analyst by trade, but in my spare time I'm (deep breaths this is coming straight from the banner), writer, poet, artist, geek, among other things. I'll admit, I'm not the shit at one of these, but I aspire to be - and that's what this blog is about, my aspirations. Now, the benefit of having a blog is that I can show case what I can do, and pretend I know what I'm doing. I do have some clue, I've been plying myself at the creative arts for fifteen years now, ever since I was a teenager. I've studied in school, in college, in my spare time when I started work (and shhh over the years occaisionally at work too - though obviously not in my current job *psst anyone from work looking?).
So, you have an idea of who I am, you kind find out more specifics in the About section. You also know why I'm posting (no it's not just to further my ego by having JL Legend plastered everywhere across the site!), it's showcase what I can do, to diarise where I'm going, and where I've come from, to offer what advice I can, commentaries on the creative world, and the news around it. I might also throw in a review or two of books, such old and new. It's not all about me (damn the world not revolving round me!)
I encourage anyone to comment (if you're not a spam bot, or a sweaty, greasy, puberty waiting troll), I love comments, makes my day to hear my inbox ping. You can also email me at lex-a-like [at] [dot] aspiring.org, or through the comments page. The more the merrier.
