I am a Snob
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Buckle down, folks, this is gonna be a long one. This is more-or-less thinking aloud. Marriage seems to be a great catalyst for a re-examination of your life priorities. If you're not in a mood for self-analytical, self-indulgent musings, scroll up to the next entry in your friends page, now.
(Still here? Good.)
I had a revelation today: I'm a snob, at least in literary terms. I only realised it lately, as part of an e-mail conversation about Dark Ages: Rocks (in which I'm writing about granite, among other things), but in the last few years I really have become really picky about what I read.
I've been described as a "stealth geek" in the past because, while I write for the RPG industry, I don't display many of the other attributes of gamer geeks. Bad personal hygiene? Nope. Bad fashion sense? Nope. Anime/manga fixation? Nope. Computer gaming habit? Nope. Regular watcher of genre TV? Nope. (I have the first season of Buffy on DVD, and haven't watched the whole thing over a year later). Regular reader of fantasy / sci-fi novels? Nope. Heck, I haven't even read the Harry Potter series.
My one real geek vice is comics. Yeah, they're trash, but they're quick trash. A brief break from something more stimulating, at best. They're about the only trash fiction I can tolerate these days.
Like many Eng Lit graduates, I spent six months after my degree avoiding books with a passion. I had the luck of studying at Queen Mary's under a dynamic faculty headed up by the rather famous Professor Lisa Jardine. Thus, I got to study an extraordinary range of literature and drama. Reading three to four hefty novels and a play or two in a week was not unusual. It's no wonder most of us needed a rest after we graduated. After that, I spent a couple of years happily reading trash. I didn't want to read anything that triggered those analytical, discursive faculties the tutoring instilled in me. Those days have long gone. These days my reading is predominantly hardback and serious. I actively seek out work that raises questions and challenges me. Most of the paperback trash I accumulated a few years ago is long gone, donated to the local charity shop.
(Bear with me. There is a point here somewhere.)
Current reading includes:
Baudolino, by Umberto Eco
Granta: Best of Young British Novelists
Meditations, by Marcus Aurelius
The Four Nations, by Frank Welsh (originally BA: British Isles research. I enjoyed the early sections so much, I'm back reading the rest)
Open to Judgment: Sermons and Address, Dr Rowan Williams (the current Archbishop of Canterbury)
The problem I find with much geek and trash literature is that it is single layered: the book tells a single story. The plot can be strong. It can be involving. It just fails to provide anything but simple entertainment. If there is a second layer, it's one of ideas rather than one of philosophy or insight into the human condition. There's nothing wrong with that inherently: it's just not my cup of tea. I prefer stories that explore what it means to be human and what it means to exist amongst other humans. Careful students will note that much of my character voice writing for White Wolf has followed that model, as far as the game material demands of that writing will allow.
Now, the original discussion came up because I had to admit that I hadn't read any of the Dark Ages Clan novels yet. Now, don't get me wrong here.
philboulle is doing a sterling job of dragging the quality of the WW fiction line upwards. His own Victorian Age Trilogy does a marvellous job of mixing a pastiche of the penny dreadfuls of the time with an interesting exploration of both the undercurrents of Victorian society and our own fascination with the vampire myth. Multi-layered, see? Greg Stolze's Trilogy of the Fallen mixed high action with deep theology and personal faith. Multi-layered. Unfortunately, you then get great heaps of leaden prose like Gherbod Fleming's Dark Ages: Nosferatu. (Compare the "burning city" scenes in Fleming's tawdry effort with that in Baudolino, and tell me that I'm wrong, I dare you.) It's symptomatic of far too much of the trash masquerading as genre fiction these days.
My late father would have said that my move away from geek fiction and media is symptomatic of me growing up. I'm not sure that's the actual truth. I think I'm returning to my roots. I've always been a slightly over-serious character with an addiction to reading literary fiction and academic studies. I gave up roleplaying in my late teens, when I discovered girls, bars and music. I only started gaming seriously again when I was offered freelance on arcane magazine at a point when I really, really needed the money.
My time is precious theses days. I'm a 30-something guy with a consuming day job, two separate loads of freelance work, a wife I love very much and want to spend time with and even a few friends to visit. Those years of my early 20s with their plentiful free time are gone. I have no choice. I have to be a snob. Life is too short to read (or watch) trash.
Of course, this all could be a symptom of hitting middle age, too. I'm listening to classical music now...
Anyway, I got my DA:Rocks redlines back from
innocent_man and they're pretty light, which is a relief. I'm extremely confident in my abilities with character voice and fiction-style material. After all, that's what my bulk of game writing has been and what I spent a good few years of my life studying. I'm less confident with general game material and background stuff. Partially this is because I constantly have to resist the temptation to sink into a journalistic style of writing, which is inappropriate for the material. The struggle to keep it from becoming that makes it less enjoyable for me than IC stuff, which is distinctly different from what I spend my days doing. Partially, it's because it's less involving. My wife has noted before that I take on aspects of the character I'm writing when I'm doing character voice stuff (which was an interesting experience when writing Wayward, let me tell you). General source material just doesn't offer me that depth of involvement.
For all I've enjoyed this project, I think that once the financial imperatives of supporting Lorna through her PhD have passed, I may be a lot more selective in the writing I take on.
(Still here? Good.)
I had a revelation today: I'm a snob, at least in literary terms. I only realised it lately, as part of an e-mail conversation about Dark Ages: Rocks (in which I'm writing about granite, among other things), but in the last few years I really have become really picky about what I read.
I've been described as a "stealth geek" in the past because, while I write for the RPG industry, I don't display many of the other attributes of gamer geeks. Bad personal hygiene? Nope. Bad fashion sense? Nope. Anime/manga fixation? Nope. Computer gaming habit? Nope. Regular watcher of genre TV? Nope. (I have the first season of Buffy on DVD, and haven't watched the whole thing over a year later). Regular reader of fantasy / sci-fi novels? Nope. Heck, I haven't even read the Harry Potter series.
My one real geek vice is comics. Yeah, they're trash, but they're quick trash. A brief break from something more stimulating, at best. They're about the only trash fiction I can tolerate these days.
Like many Eng Lit graduates, I spent six months after my degree avoiding books with a passion. I had the luck of studying at Queen Mary's under a dynamic faculty headed up by the rather famous Professor Lisa Jardine. Thus, I got to study an extraordinary range of literature and drama. Reading three to four hefty novels and a play or two in a week was not unusual. It's no wonder most of us needed a rest after we graduated. After that, I spent a couple of years happily reading trash. I didn't want to read anything that triggered those analytical, discursive faculties the tutoring instilled in me. Those days have long gone. These days my reading is predominantly hardback and serious. I actively seek out work that raises questions and challenges me. Most of the paperback trash I accumulated a few years ago is long gone, donated to the local charity shop.
(Bear with me. There is a point here somewhere.)
Current reading includes:
Baudolino, by Umberto Eco
Granta: Best of Young British Novelists
Meditations, by Marcus Aurelius
The Four Nations, by Frank Welsh (originally BA: British Isles research. I enjoyed the early sections so much, I'm back reading the rest)
Open to Judgment: Sermons and Address, Dr Rowan Williams (the current Archbishop of Canterbury)
The problem I find with much geek and trash literature is that it is single layered: the book tells a single story. The plot can be strong. It can be involving. It just fails to provide anything but simple entertainment. If there is a second layer, it's one of ideas rather than one of philosophy or insight into the human condition. There's nothing wrong with that inherently: it's just not my cup of tea. I prefer stories that explore what it means to be human and what it means to exist amongst other humans. Careful students will note that much of my character voice writing for White Wolf has followed that model, as far as the game material demands of that writing will allow.
Now, the original discussion came up because I had to admit that I hadn't read any of the Dark Ages Clan novels yet. Now, don't get me wrong here.
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My late father would have said that my move away from geek fiction and media is symptomatic of me growing up. I'm not sure that's the actual truth. I think I'm returning to my roots. I've always been a slightly over-serious character with an addiction to reading literary fiction and academic studies. I gave up roleplaying in my late teens, when I discovered girls, bars and music. I only started gaming seriously again when I was offered freelance on arcane magazine at a point when I really, really needed the money.
My time is precious theses days. I'm a 30-something guy with a consuming day job, two separate loads of freelance work, a wife I love very much and want to spend time with and even a few friends to visit. Those years of my early 20s with their plentiful free time are gone. I have no choice. I have to be a snob. Life is too short to read (or watch) trash.
Of course, this all could be a symptom of hitting middle age, too. I'm listening to classical music now...
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For all I've enjoyed this project, I think that once the financial imperatives of supporting Lorna through her PhD have passed, I may be a lot more selective in the writing I take on.
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Date: 2003-07-23 11:22 am (UTC)They are very much the exception, not the rule.
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Date: 2003-07-23 11:38 am (UTC)And you didn't answer my original question, Btw...
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Date: 2003-07-23 11:41 am (UTC)Possibly. I'm closing in on 30 books for White Wolf now. There must be a limit on how much one person has to say in the gaming arena. I don't know for sure, though. It'll be six months before I'm making those sorts of decisions.