Misty Tuesday

Yesterday morning was all about errands and knocking mundane tasks off the list (The List).

Steve and I went down to the gym in Fairfield and got the tour, and a 14-day free pass. It’s a nice gym, clean, well-lighted, quiet (i.e. no Fox News blaring on four dozen televisions hung at all angles), and with no Crazy Guys throwing weights bigger than their heads into the air and catching them one-handed, which offends and horrifies me. I’m not into competitive exercise to the death; I just want to go in, do my thing, and get on with the day.

If this works out, the plan (The Plan) is to go early to gym three days a week (if I don’t go First Thing, I find reasons to put it off until Tomorrow, experience shows), get it over with, then take The Leewit down to Selah Tea for a writing session before running whatever in-town errands need to be accomplished and going home.

This would make a radical change in my writing, and life, habits (I don’t think our gym guide quite believed me when I said, “No, really sedentary. Everything I like to do consists of standing or sitting still.”), and is worth a try for a couple reasons. We’ll see how the experiment goes.

In other news, one of the things that Steve and I intend to do realsoonnow is produce and publish to the Korval website a pronunciation guide to Liaden. We can do the recording here with Audacity, but we’ll need someone to help with the editing. Can anyone volunteer? I don’t know how much time it would take, being Vastly Ignorant on these topics; I imagine not weeks, since there really aren’t that many Liaden words*.

Today, is about bookkeeping, and laundry, con-prep, writing, and…there was something else. It’ll come to me.

For those who missed the announcements yesterday, there’s a new story up at Splinter Universe. Tell your friends who may not be within the sound of my voice.
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*I will, after we’re back from the Steampunk Expo, put out a call for Words You’d Like to Hear Pronounced, so we can have that list more-or-less all in one place. Please don’t tell me now. Thanks.
 

 

Progress on the Book Presently known as George
47,802 words/100,000 OR 47.8% complete

Among the Bedel it was said that all gadje looked alike — a joke of the kompani. And even were it not a joke, Kezzi thought, she defied anyone to say that this gadje looked like anyone else.

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

Why writers drink, Part Whoknows

An alert reader sends me this link to an article at Techdirt, in which the author of the article is lambasting The Authors Guild (the mandate of which is to protect the rights of its author-members; a mandate that it tries to fulfill, with mixed results)of being anti-education and anti-learning because it’s Being Mean to some university libraries who “got tired” of waiting for Congress to figure out copyright (yet again) and decided to take matters into their own hands.

These libraries decided that if a work was, in their sole judgement (using what methodology is unclear), “orphaned” then it belonged to no one, was thus free, and the library could therefore scan it and make it available.

Mind you, I’m a fan of libraries. I have some real issues with the rhetoric of certain professors, who, snug in their well-paying day-jobs like to talk about the Evils of Copyright! and Mean Intellectual Property Holders Keeping Information Hostage! and How an Author Never Made Money from Their Copyrights! …and a whole lot of other arrant nonsense that just makes me want to go lie down in a darkened room with a cool towel on my forehead.

There are a couple of issues regarding this article, and the comments to the article.

One: The whole Orphan Works Issue that we all hear so much about and which is the total justification put forth by universities and Google and proselytizing professors? Is a red herring. There are NOT millions or even hundreds of thousands of Brilliant! Works! Still! In! Copyright! just lying around the place whose authors-or-rights-holders have fallen off the face of the earth and cannot be found, that in-force copyright therefore Robbing! The! Ages! of those gems.

One-Ay: If a work appears to be “orphaned,” i.e. the author is dead, the last publisher of record knows nothing about who might be handling the literary estate? Still doesn’t mean there isn’t a rights-holder, somewhere, who is, either willfully or through ignorance, withholding the use of the work, and the universities, and Google and the proselytizing profs are still stealing from those rights-holders by taking matters into their own hands. “We don’t wanna look for them,” and “it’s too hard!” isn’t the same as “can’t be found.”

One-Bee: Just publishing everything you (see universities, Google and PP, above) can get your hands on and saying that, if a right-holder happens to notice that they’re being stolen from, they can file a DMCA notice is…oh, breathtakingly arrogant. For starters.

Two: Big Biz Education, Google, and Proselytizing Profs really need to get out into the real world, and talk to real writers — not! academic writers; real writers, by whom I mean exactly those Evil! Copyright! Holders! who, um, do and are making money, and sometimes their sole living from those copyrights; from the mouths of whom the universities, Google and the well-paid Proselytizing Professors are taking Actual Food.

Edited to add: Link to the Authors Guild side of the story

Edited again: Link to NYTimes story regarding Judge Chin’s rejection of Google’s Grand Plan to Digitize the Known Galaxy.

And!Judge Chin’s breakout quote, which I couldn’t find yesterday: “A copyright owner’s right to exclude others from using his property is fundamental and beyond dispute.” – Judge Chin, 2011

Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.