Jan
06

Tales from the Feed Bag: Wild Boar (part 1)

Second on the menu from my Christmas gift of unique meats was the wild boar.  I received two thick chops, and since it’s just me and Kim I decided to thaw one now and save one for later.

The meat is similar to pork (not surprisingly) but is much darker.  Not red like beef, just darker.  Imagine the color of pork ribs, then imagine an entire chop that color.  There was a bone attached (this is a good thing) on one side which I could not begin to identify.

I decided to go simple on this one; I covered it with a simple rub of brown sugar, salt, chili powder and black pepper just enough to deliver a sweet, salty heat without being too overpowering, then roasted it at 350 until just done.  I served it with roasted sweet potato and Brussels sprouts.

I neglected to take a picture of how it turned out, so instead here is a (let’s face it, more interesting) picture of an actual wild boar:

I think it’s clear from the picture that this is not your average factory farm pig, and if you look closely you can see the death in its beady little eyes.  This beast looks like the demon offspring of a bear mated with a hyena or something.  If a pig got lyporcuspy, this is what it would turn into by the light of the full moon.  You blow down this dude’s house and you’d better have an exit strategy.  I have more pig jokes but I’ll save them for part 2.  I get the sense those tusks aren’t just for show, is my point.

How was it?  Both Kim and I enjoyed the wild boar very much – it was tougher than pork but seriously – look at that thing.  It is tougher than pork.  Not too tough, just a different texture than the other white meat.  Its flavor was basically like an all dark meat chop, fuller and more intense than pork.  Both Kim and I tend to like dark meat in general, so this was a hit and the rub was a good compliment.  Kim even went cavewoman on the bone afterwards, which is like a seal of approval in our house.

I’m looking forward to trying the second chop, prepared a different way.  I will have to think on it.  For now, the wild boar is in the lead though.  Not bad at all.

Dec
31

Inspiration

I have a love-hate relationship with Google Alerts.  For those not in the know, Google Alerts allow you to get an update anytime anything appears on the internet matching a given search criteria.  I thought they would be useful for tipping me to any buzz about my novels.  The reality is that about half the time that’s true, and the other half is to let me know another location where I can download pirated copies of my novels.

Today was different.  Today I received an alert that actually, and truly, made me smile.

It seems that State of Decay was another artist’s inspiration (a musician), and the artist (Christopher Henry, aka Hiami) actually cut an industrial/techno album called Static Decay.  According to the artist, “…the mood and tone of [State of Decay] were greatly influential on the sound of Static Decay…I wanted to fuse Metalcore drums with dark sounding piano to generate a different sound then that of DubStep, EBM, or conventional Industrial.”

He put all this together solo and having dabbled in electronic music myself I know that requires some significant effort.  I think he’s quite talented.  You can listen to the tracks here, or click the album artwork:

 

My favorite tracks were Less Than Three, Scar Treatment, and Watch the Sky.

The real joy for me though was being the inspiration on any level for another artist – I have so many influences myself, and music actually plays a big part in inspiring me to write.  That it, in turn, inspired someone to make music warmed my heart.

Dec
30

Tales From the Feed Bag: Alligator

This Christmas I received a special gift from my parents, the gift of food, which is one of my most favorite gifts of all.  My mother (knowing that I love them but my wife doesn’t) fashioned me a series of individual pork pies for later baking.  These have turned out to be just as good in their diminutive form as they are in their original form.

My father, knowing that I like to try new things, scored me four unique offerings; alligator, wild boar, antelope, and kangaroo.  I opted to try the alligator first.  Here’s how it went down:

The instructions said to be sure and trim off any excess fat and sinew before cooking, so I did.  Immediately it was obvious that this was not like chicken or fish…to look at the flesh it was in the shape of something like chicken strips but was the color of catfish.  Its texture (in raw form) was neither…similar to fish, but tougher.

I checked it for bones, cleaned it thoroughly, dried it, then started with the cooking.  I didn’t want to stew it or do anything that might hide or cover the flavor too much.  Online, most of the recipes deep fried it.  I decided to split the difference and bread it with panko and a little creole seasoning, then pan fry it almost like a chicken parmesan.  As a dipping sauce, I consulted Old Man Internet again and found something called ‘swamp sauce’ which was pretty much a mustard and horseradish mayo with hot sauce and lemon stirred in.  The end result looked like this:

How was it?  I’ll say right off the bat it does not taste like chicken.  It tasted like a white fish but stronger, and had the texture of something more like a large clam.  It was a little on the chewy side, though this might be due to my inexperience with cooking it – it wasn’t obnoxiously tough or anything, but it  did require a little extra chewin’.

I liked it.  I would like to experiment more with it, and may now that I know where to find it.  Next time I cook it I’ll either do a stew or I’ll use a buttermilk marinade overnight to tenderize it first.

The alligator crisped up nicely in the toaster oven the next day, and reheated pretty well.  All in all, my first foray into this year’s Christmas Feed Bag has been a good one.

 

As a side note, once it was cooked I  cut off a small sliver to see if any of the cats would go for it.  The only taker was this guy:

Which further proves my point that he will try anything, no matter how unfamiliar, as long as it’s food.  He enjoyed it, having no idea that it came from a giant, scary monster that could easily eat him in seconds.

Dec
13

On the Value of a Good Agent

Before I got my first book deal and I was searching for an agent to represent me, I thought of an agent as basically ‘someone who gets me a book deal’.  In the very basest sense, I suppose that is true but now that I have one (the very awesome Ginger Clark of Curtis Brown LTD) I see the true value of having an experienced and savvy advocate in your corner.

Case in point – with my first trilogy (the Revivors series) I was received well critically, but my sales numbers were not where I wanted them to be.  State of Decay was nominated for the Philip K Dick and won the Compton Crook Award, it was favorably reviewed by both Library Journal and Publisher’s Weekly, and the vast majority of the feedback I received from readers was very positive – but unfortunately none of those things necessarily translate into sales.  I figured this go around I would address what I consider to be a significant weakness of mine…namely that I am fairly terrible at self-promotion.

I thought ‘I’ll hire a publicist to help me out’.  I’d thought this before the first go around and was advised against it, but this time I decided to follow my gut and investigate the option further.  I asked Ginger about it and while she remained realistic about the situation (there are, after all, no guarantees) she offered to look into it for me.  Later, she came back with some contacts for me to approach.  When the first quotes I got were insanely high (one wanted 30K!) she continued the search and found someone with real credentials who also fit my budget.  She went on to vet the publicist, providing me with names of clients I could approach and get feedback from (all of which was quite positive).  A phone conversation was set up, and Ginger, in spite of being insanely busy, joined us on a conference call to kind of keep things on track.  I had no former experience with freelance publicists and also have a tendency to ramble a bit…she targeted exactly what was relevant and important, and the whole thing was very productive (and informative).  I’ll drop the name of the publicist and talk more about it when and if things come together and we’re closer to publication which may still be a while off.

Bottom line – do you need an agent in this business?  Some say yes and some say no…I would frame it like this:  Do you need an agent in order to actually get a book deal?  No.  You could conceivably get one without the help of an agent.  Do you need an agent in this business though?  Yes.  In my opinion the service and expertise they provide are absolutely worth the percentage they’re paid.  I rest a lot easier knowing I’ve got some muscle in my corner, and I learn more about this business through my interactions with her than I do anywhere else.

Oct
25

In Another Universe…

I was looking through some old drafts for something the other day and thought some of you might get a kick out of this. I’ve linked to it because it contains spoilers (such as they are) from Element Zero.

There was another version of Element Zero which was quite a bit different from the one that ended up being the final. In that version, things turned out quite a bit differently for a certain character.

You can check an excerpt out if you like here:

ELEMENT ZERO – DELETED SCENE.

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Oct
11

The Best Time of the Year

I am not a huge fan of Christmas…I could take or leave the bitter cold and snow, and the older I get the more I dislike all the forced consumerism.  The cats get restless, and friendly society dictates I must start thinking of gifts for people I barely know, then produce forced smiles at the receipt of token gifts from people I barely know.  To me, the holidays are about family and honestly I don’t need Christmas as an excuse to spend time with them – the holiday traffic just makes it harder to get there.

No, for my money the most wonderful time of the year is Autumn.  Not because of Thanksgiving (which I like more than Christmas) but because I love everything about it.  I love the crisp weather, cool before turning cold and being able to see my breath at night without needing a jacket quite yet.  I love the changing of the leaves, which in rural New England is stunning.  Cold weather food – stews, split pea soup, and all things apple from hot cider to fritters to pie – come into style, and it’s time to harvest any squash, Brussels sprouts and carrots out of the garden.  Because of Halloween I’m bombarded with awesomely good (and awesomely bad) horror flicks.  I always feel inspired in Fall, and it’s a great time to cozy up at night, and get lots of writing done.

It feels like the shortest season, though I’m not sure if that’s because it really is or it just seems that way, but it’s the one season I would truly miss if I were to ever move far enough south to be warm in winter.

I wouldn’t miss winter though.  Winter sucks.

Oct
07

The Burn Zone submitted

I have lived, eaten and slept inside The Burn Zone for a little over four months now, and today I submitted the final (and by ‘final’ I mean the final draft before 1st round edits, 2nd round edits, copyedits and page proofing) to my editor Jessica Wade.  As always, I do this with a mixture of excitement, relief, and anxiousness but the overall feeling is that unique charge that comes with stamping ‘THE END’ at the conclusion of book that I enjoyed writing, and enjoyed reading during the last marathon edit prior to setting it free.

What is The Burn Zone?  I will tease more specifics once I have a publication date etc. but even keeping it vague I can say it is many things:

  • It is the first book I will publish under the pseudonym James K. Decker.
  • I would term it a Science-Fiction Thriller, or maybe Adventure, with just a dash of Lovecraft added.
  • It is much different from the Revivors series – and quite a bit stranger.
  • I’ve grown quite attached to its protagonist.
  • While I think it’s too long and too violent to ever be considered technically YA, I think younger readers will like it too.
  • It was a blast to write.

I’d started it beforehand, but dove in deeply once I had a contract and it’s been an intense four months that I wouldn’t trade for anything.  Big thanks to my editor – I’m so glad she wanted to work with me again as badly as I wanted to work with her again, and big thanks too to my agent Ginger Clark for making all the pieces fall together.

There’s still plenty of work left to do, but The Burn Zone is away – stay tuned.  More to come.

Sep
13

For the Love of Vika Popik

** SPOILER ALERT **
Vika Popik is a secondary character in Element Zero, third book in the Revivor series.
If you don’t wish to know things about her in advance TURN BACK NOW
** END SPOILER ALERT **

I got yet more love for Vika Popik the other day, and this has really got me thinking. Maybe it’s just because of how things ended up for her, but she generates a good deal of fan feedback – more than I ever expected.

For those who don’t know I’ll try and keep things generally not too spoilery…Vika is introduced in the third (and last) installment of the Revivors trilogy while Cal Flax is on a mission in the slum of Pyt-Yahk. When the shit hits the proverbial fan, Cal ends up running into Vika and helping her escape the area. The two end up paired for most of the rest of the story.

The character of Vika came about the way a lot of my characters do, which is she began ‘filling a role’ and then grew into something more as I fell more and more deeply in love with her (the same thing happened with Penny in The Silent Army). I knew I wanted a sort of ‘daughter figure’ for Cal to match her ‘father figure’ of Nico…kind of a full circle thing for her. I also knew Cal would never bond much with anyone who wasn’t tough. Cal had a shitty life growing up, but Vika’s was, while completely different, actually much worse.

I really enjoyed Vika, and, as I’ve pointed out before, if the series had continued I would have done things differently…maybe. I have to give a shout-out to my (truly awesome) editor Jessica Wade for encouraging me to keep a bit of Vika’s background I was ready to jettison, since it went on to be cited in almost every reader’s comment I read about her. She actually has much more background and, in the original draft, things turned out much differently for her. She’s been on my mind since, and I’m glad (despite the occasional anger I receive) that she resonated so well with people. Is there a story yet to tell, there? I’m still thinking about that…

Aug
11

Fan Art

To those who know me it’s no secret that I’m a big fan of Kingdom of Loathing.  Well, it’s time for their annual Fan Art Calendar showdown and I’ve thrown my hat into the ring again.  I do this knowing my chances of winning are fairly slim since my medium is black and white and the calendar is in color, but I enjoy doing the pictures and it’s a good opportunity to keep the pen hand from getting too rusty.  If any intrepid KOL artist happens to be reading this and wants to take a crack at adding some color, I’d love to see the final result.

This year I decided to do three characters who are grouped in the Knob Goblin Laboratory’s Menagerie Level 3…the Spectral Jellyfish, the Portly Abomination, and the Booze Giant.  Here they are sharing a round of drinks together, something I imagine they do what with being roomed with the Booze Giant:

Good luck to all the entries!

 

Jul
17

Readeryawn

As ‘cons go, this one was pretty sleepy and during the (admittedly short) time I spent there, this seemed to be the general consensus of the people I spoke with (one more blunt critic termed it a ‘lame sandwich with a side of lame sauce’).  Maybe I was spoiled by Norwescon and Balticon.  Probably I was, since this was the first ‘con I attended where I didn’t have anything to actually do other than just, you know, attend the ‘con.  Still, it was very small and the panels I checked out were decidedly meh.  The book market they had set up was probably the most interesting thing about it (that and getting a chance to visit with up-and-comer reservist-turned-writer Myke Cole who is, to put it mildly, a hoot).  I would say it’s worth swinging by and checking out if you happen to live in the area, but I wouldn’t recommend buying a plane ticket for it.  Your mileage may vary.

I did pick up a copy of Machine of Death while I was there, which I’d been meaning to do because I love the idea of it.  The first few stories have been interesting.  When I bought it, I had one of those moments I very often seem to have whenever I mingle with the public, in which I appear for cosmic reasons to be out-of-sync with the rest of my species.  If you’ve ever been to one of these things, you know that in the little book market area there are many booksellers all squished in together with sometimes vague markers indicating where one ends and the next begins.  I picked up my copy of MoD and headed over to the bookseller I thought was associated with the rack where I had picked up the book (spoiler alert: she wasn’t) where I waited in a short line so I could speak to her.  When it was my turn I presented the book to her and we began making what I thought was polite ‘transaction conversation’.  I told her where I’d first heard of the book, about their open submissions of M0D2, etc.  We spoke for a full minute before I then attempted to actually pay for the book, whereupon she informed me she did not sell that book.  Essentially, this woman (and knowing what I know now I have to give her credit for this) managed to maintain a perfect smile and demeanor while this apparent nut job waded out of the crowd because he couldn’t wait to show her some random book he had picked up and tell her everything she never wanted to know about it.  Needless to say she eventually pointed me over to her right where the actual bookseller was sitting.

 

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