tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6054694221505984652024-03-05T02:07:27.172-08:00Spool PidginThe loathsome screed of James 'Jim' WorradJames Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.comBlogger269125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-7581965750245224202015-08-23T20:33:00.003-07:002015-08-23T20:33:54.156-07:00Spool Pidgin 2011 - 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Jess O'Brien (Actor / Filmmaker / Writer), <a class="profileLink" data-hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=561391326" href="https://www.facebook.com/keith.allott" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;">Keith Allott</a> (Filmmaker), Pam Thompson (Writer / Poet), James Worrad (Writer), Hal Coley (Graphic Artist), Emma O'Brien (Filmmaker).</div>
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The music was provided by The Frozen Vaults who are a far-flung five piece collective consisting of musicians Yuki Murata (piano), Tomasz Mreńca (violin) and David Dhonau (cello), produced and arranged by Bartosz Dziadosz (Pleq) and Harry Towell (Spheruleus).</div>
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<br />James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-45431374101090304852015-05-26T17:37:00.001-07:002015-05-26T17:37:22.595-07:00Due To BBC Financial Cut Backs Next Season...<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOEW_zC9WOt8ByI_ssK1vSYxkvyWvkbrzZL1Y_IHFAbpdKwMg3e7lTwk3EH97LdhGaG7pAaabLsQSWZzoTXFAde9kPG89lauHjJDyiOgk61TvBxPathOtQU8Kbyiz6VxwIYFOimHY1a8/s640/blogger-image-205411807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOEW_zC9WOt8ByI_ssK1vSYxkvyWvkbrzZL1Y_IHFAbpdKwMg3e7lTwk3EH97LdhGaG7pAaabLsQSWZzoTXFAde9kPG89lauHjJDyiOgk61TvBxPathOtQU8Kbyiz6VxwIYFOimHY1a8/s640/blogger-image-205411807.jpg"></a></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-75321666491562017492015-05-14T07:40:00.002-07:002015-05-14T07:44:13.323-07:00WHAT NEUROSCIENCE TELLS US ABOUT THE ART OF FICTION<i>(This article first appeared on <span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;"><a href="http://damiengwalter.com/"><b>Damien G Walter's blog </b></a></span>some years back. The relationship between creative writing and neuroscience has pretty much remained the same, I'm sorry to say)</i><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The reasoning goes that, subconsciously, your body is ‘speaking’ the words you read and your breathing patterns begin to reflect this. In turn, breathing faster stirs your brain and nervous system, releasing endorphins (the Iggy Pop of opioid peptides).<br /><br />You may well have got this advice early on too, but let’s stop and think about it because it’s some heavy shit. Your fiction, done right, can alter the chemical equilibrium of a reader’s body. Not as much as running a marathon, admittedly, but a startling amount for anyone slouching on a beanbag. Absolute Derren Brown stuff. And yet…</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And yet the trail pretty much ends there. As far as writer-development goes, it seems no one wants to look under the hood. Plough through several ‘how to write’ books and, if their take on creativity is not outright spiritual, it’ll at least imply story and prose arise from some vague platonic realm. I find this a real shame, given science’s recent breakthroughs in understanding the brain.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">For instance, the line ‘He had leathery hands’ has just stimulated your sensory cortex in a way ‘he had rough hands’ can never hope to. Pop that first line in the middle of your favourite SF trilogy and the effect rises exponentially. <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2012/03/18/opinion/sunday/the-neuroscience-of-your-brain-on-fiction.html?_r=3&scp=1&sq=Your%20brain%20on%20fiction&st=Search" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;">The brain, it seems, doesn’t make much of a distinction between reading and actual doing</a>. Words such as ‘lavender’, ‘coffee’ and ‘soap’ will similarly affect the sensory part of the brain, whereas ‘John grasped the object’ not only stimulates the motor cortex, but the part of it governing the action of grasping itself.</span><br />
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<em style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">“Peter said that Paul believed that Mary suggested Jane liked chocolate”</em><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Evolution has gifted you with comprehending the former with relative ease. For the purposes of survival, the ability to visualise three mind-states is more than adequate. Add a fourth, however, and you suddenly have to engage in a different, more analytical, mode of thought. A fifth, and understanding drops by 60%. So, the protagonist of your epic suspecting the dragon fears the princess is more than acceptable. Anymore (and I’m looking at you here, Virginia Woolf), and you’re dealing in bad craft. Your reader will be flung from your prose-world like they’re in an ejector seat. Simple as.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Perhaps all of this is knowable enough through sheer writing instinct. Still, nice to have it verified. Yet elsewhere, neuroscience is answering one of literature’s greatest debates: Does reading improve our morality?</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The answer seems to be ‘yes’ (but not always in the way we might think).</span><br />
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<em style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><a href="http://www.yorku.ca/mar/papers.html" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;">Dr. Oatley and Dr. Mar</a>, in collaboration with several other scientists, reported in two studies, published in 2006 and 2009, that individuals who frequently read fiction seem to be better able to understand other people, empathize with them and see the world from their perspective. This relationship persisted even after the researchers accounted for the possibility that more empathetic individuals might prefer reading novels.</em><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">See? The more you scribble, the more you’ll make the world a better place. Doesn’t matter what kind of scribbling, either. The empirical evidence suggests there are no ‘moral’ or ‘immoral’ reads, merely simulations for our brains to engage with and analyse. Presumably, a full and varied diet of fiction is preferable to one based solely on ‘true’ literature- something that flies in the face of our culture’s preconceptions.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br />I don’t know about you, but I’m ravenously hungry for these kinds of titbits. Ideally, I’d like someone far more qualified than me to contextualise it all into a neuroliterary guide to writing (I’m not sure ‘neuroliterature’ is even the correct term, which is a sign of just how threadbare matters are). Why is the writing industry—with all its guides, blogs and workshops—so sluggish in this regard? Even literary academia (not a place famed for its evidence-based approach, let’s face it) is <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/01/books/01lit.html?pagewanted=all" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;">beginning to grasp the matter</a>. Why can’t we?</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Fear of dissection, maybe. Suggest we scan a thousand reader’s brains so as to get a clearer picture of what <em>The Great Gatsby</em> (to give a <a href="http://damiengwalter.com/2012/05/27/first-person-in-the-great-gatsby/" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;">blog-relevant example</a>) actually does to us and the reaction, I suspect, would be one of visceral horror. Words like ‘crude’ and the ever-reliable ‘reductionist’ would fill the air (the latter being nonsense; if anything, we’d only be adding to matters). Many relish the fact that at the heart of writing lies that most overrated of things- a mystery.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There’s is nothing to be gained in preserving mystery. The craft of writing will be better off without it. I picture a future for writing that dispenses with mystery wherever it can, that embraces the astounding strides in thought-organ research. Ideally, a future where neuroimaging both miniaturises and becomes widespread, augmenting the craft of authors, critics, agents and publishing houses.</span><br />
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Picture Amazon book reviews of the twenty-thirties:<em>Was this magnetoencephalograph useful to you?</em></span>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-12506231419954013512015-05-05T23:54:00.001-07:002015-05-06T10:31:30.556-07:00UPDATE: That Blake's 7 Reboot Gets Me As Lead Writer<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNkAgE3Se42i0ieCM_flq-I-Qg2QoMujcRBnfSw7wsw6dqOHUCFuY6C2wBCOZWPMSPKaSOj4ARRRBzyajt2AxcumXYJ94EmAPKWlQe0PDHZeDz3NCVK9bv6vKY-M_Zfjm3j9hJVcCkL0/s640/blogger-image--1286520297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNkAgE3Se42i0ieCM_flq-I-Qg2QoMujcRBnfSw7wsw6dqOHUCFuY6C2wBCOZWPMSPKaSOj4ARRRBzyajt2AxcumXYJ94EmAPKWlQe0PDHZeDz3NCVK9bv6vKY-M_Zfjm3j9hJVcCkL0/s640/blogger-image--1286520297.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i>(Photo by Richard Price)</i></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-8882788870817143842015-05-05T04:29:00.001-07:002015-05-05T04:29:39.474-07:00A startlingly ambitious prediction at the bottom there. But I guess they couldn't have foreseen HBO back in the seventies...<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKOv_Hqf55Z427XwnPrKxXqYb9kCyzaF1F9UImo79NiMPOENe-vUJsYuJyKvvtU0i7fPiLKMpAI5XdX0OCpfCCw_yUvNx0AE0Wr42Kd74ALJAa-hOjucRXkrASgY7mvQboRkiCzZpk8w/s640/blogger-image--1983680084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKOv_Hqf55Z427XwnPrKxXqYb9kCyzaF1F9UImo79NiMPOENe-vUJsYuJyKvvtU0i7fPiLKMpAI5XdX0OCpfCCw_yUvNx0AE0Wr42Kd74ALJAa-hOjucRXkrASgY7mvQboRkiCzZpk8w/s640/blogger-image--1983680084.jpg"></a></div><br></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-16565929129990275162015-05-05T02:45:00.000-07:002015-05-05T02:45:06.267-07:00Writers are not in the business of fear<b><a href="https://storify.com/charlesatan/alyssa-wong-on-orientalism"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Here's some righteously frustrated Storified words of wisdom from writer Alyssa Wong about orientalism when western authors write Asian characters, especially women.</span></a></b><br />
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Now, being very visually anglo saxon and X-chrome inclined, I'm far from the epicentre of this but even I'm nauseated by this sort of stereotypical depictionizing (yes, that is a proper word. Stop challenging me, dammit). It's offensive, of course, even when unintentional, but it's also extremely lazy. You know: sloppy writing.<br />
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The problem I find, as far as my reading goes, can be summed up by Charles Bukowski (of all people):<br />
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By which I mean, the non-minority authors who might best challenge, invert and, ideally, help to destroy identity stereotypes are often too scared, too well-meaning and too big hearted to go anywhere near the zone, while the idiots are gonna moonwalk backwards all over it whilst singing their heads off, treading on land mines and human casualties alike.<br />
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Is there a solution? I like to think so, and the first step involves casting away fear at all costs. Bravery is knowing the exact capabilities of a machine gun post and charging at it anyway.<br />
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But doing so <b>intelligently</b>. With caution and respect. Researching, asking experts on the ground. The sort of things you as an author should be doing about everything you write about anyway (Trust me, I'm not just mouthing off here. I've just spent the last two hours reading about dragonfly brains for something I may well not write anyhow). You may well fail, perhaps you've even set yourself up in a tactical position where no other outcome is possible. But at the very least it will be a noble failure. As Tacitus said:<br />
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So caution, patience: yes. Fear: no. We're writers, <i>speculative fiction</i> writers, no less. We didn't get in this game to avoid risk.<br />
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And, er, that's all I've got to say, really.James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-37294422533646774482015-05-04T23:39:00.001-07:002015-05-04T23:39:14.445-07:00<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> <b><i>“I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: ‘O Lord make my enemies ridiculous.’ And God granted it.”</i></b></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b><i><br></i></b></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b><i> – Voltaire</i></b></span></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-90572678103728424052015-05-03T14:02:00.001-07:002015-05-03T14:02:33.816-07:00...But Then Again, Who Does?<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijcWQoIlbdlyWf23kbSLp2w4fFLskkQ7_bS_SvSpaTFC6ChB6MORzKANmOg8qbceD7jGIqWc44ESgMxPDE37QaIuXgM9P-kygEPR43ZrlLHvoc-FwJHH9zVmmnxK3PS184fsQFVDq2Xl0/s640/blogger-image--1906762236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijcWQoIlbdlyWf23kbSLp2w4fFLskkQ7_bS_SvSpaTFC6ChB6MORzKANmOg8qbceD7jGIqWc44ESgMxPDE37QaIuXgM9P-kygEPR43ZrlLHvoc-FwJHH9zVmmnxK3PS184fsQFVDq2Xl0/s640/blogger-image--1906762236.jpg"></a></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-27335612947894501192015-05-01T01:48:00.003-07:002015-05-01T01:48:39.008-07:00<br />
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James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-61054314479810575962015-05-01T00:10:00.001-07:002015-05-01T00:10:51.335-07:00<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> “Shall the common man be pushed back into the mud, or shall he not? I myself believe, perhaps on insufficient grounds, that the common man will win his fight sooner or later, but I want it to be sooner and not later—some time within the next hundred years, say, and not some time within the next ten thousand years."</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">-<i>George Orwell, Homage To Catalonia</i></span></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-69455642337974415582015-04-28T16:51:00.001-07:002015-04-28T16:51:08.431-07:00<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b><i>"Yes, there's a lot that's fascinating about Alexander the Great, Hannibal, Julius Caesar, Augustus, etc. But I find the notion that the wars they fought always have to feature them as central characters—as if it's all really about them—unfortunate. I'm as interested in the lives of the unnamed masses who lived and died through those same conflicts: foot soldiers, noncombatants, slaves, women, children, the elderly. Any of the conflicts those famous men led involved countless others. I'd welcome more stories about those people. They deserve them."</i></b></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b><i><br></i></b></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><b>-David Anthony Durham</b></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><b><br></b></span></div><div><a href="http://www.strangehorizons.com/2015/20150427/2chngdurhamsperring-a.shtml">http://www.strangehorizons.com/2015/20150427/2chngdurhamsperring-a.shtml</a></div>James Worradhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01622688307092050113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-605469422150598465.post-36993697918688962222015-04-27T02:26:00.001-07:002015-04-27T02:40:19.121-07:00Are You Ready To Enter Stapledon-Woolf Space?<h1 class="title" style="-webkit-hyphens: manual;">
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-size: large;"><b>I’m sure you’ll recognise the surnames. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olaf_Stapledon" rel="wikipedia" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Olaf Stapledon">Olaf Stapledon</a>, of course, wrote <i>First and Last Men</i> and <i>Star Maker</i>. I use his name in reference to his penchant for scale–has anyone ever daubed tales upon a larger canvas than this man, in terms of time and space? Millennia pass within a sentence, races rise on page forty-eight and are rendered extinct halfway down page fifty.</b></span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">‘The great majority of the stellar population had now passed their prime; multitudes were mere glowing coals or lightless ash.’</span></blockquote>
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As someone once put it, Stapledon is a writer who can’t write about anything unless it’s everything.</span><br />
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At the very other end of the scale game we might usefully identify <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia_Woolf" rel="wikipedia" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Virginia Woolf">Virginia Woolf</a>. Her stream-of-consciousness style and innate hypersensitivity capture the least moment and the smallest detail:</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">‘With a painful effort of concentration, she focused her mind… upon a kitchen table, one of those scrubbed board tables, grained and knotted, whose virtue seems to have been laid bare by years of muscular integrity…’</span></blockquote>
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Stapledon-Woolf space is a fiction-state in which the scale characteristics of both these writers exist simultaneously. Or, more simply, a single sentence in which galactic grandeur is meshed with some small matter, something human and intimate. An example, off the top of my head, might be-</span><br />
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i>‘He recognised the scent upon her, a perfume distilled from the flowers of a hundred worlds.</i>’</span><br />
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A crude example, but I hope it illustrates what I’m driving at. </span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">There’s better, of course. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iain_Banks" rel="wikipedia" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Iain Banks">Iain M Banks</a>’ culture novel, Surface Detail, describes a massacre of sentient star ships:</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">‘…collapsing into particles more dense than neutron star material, all that prized wit, intelligence and knowledge-beyond-measuring snuffed…to a barely visible ultra-dense cinder almost before they had time to realise what was happening to them.’</span></blockquote>
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Banks' canon is rich with SWS. On the other hand, I skimmed through <span style="color: blue;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cordwainer_Smith">Cordwainer Smith</a></span>’s Instrumentality stories thinking they’d be drenched in Stapledon-Woolfe sentences and found none. <i>The Ballad of Lost C’Mell,</i> for instance, has its share of epic imagery and more human detail than many ‘literary’ stories, yet the two extremes never bind together in a single sentence. As with many space opera tales, there’s only a background radiation of proto-SWS. Still, doesn’t stop <i>C’Mell</i> from being a favourite of mine.</span><br />
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So far I’ve found three properties to Stapledon-Woolfe space-</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1) is simple enough – SWS cannot exist within one word. At least, I know of no word in English whose meaning holds such gulf-like contradictions.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">As for 2), a state of pure SWS cannot be maintained for long within a narrative. A sentence or a short paragraph at most. Firstly, the Stapledonian and Woolfian elements pull in opposite directions. But, more to the point, the story itself will curtail SWS before too long. It has to, or the plot would lose all momentum and die.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3)- is contentious, I’ll admit. But I’m sticking with it. No other subgenre has the requisite colossal dimensions <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_opera" rel="wikipedia" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Space opera">Space Opera</a> possesses to tolerate such extremes. The stars above in epic fantasy can only ever be cosmetic, something for the characters to gaze at in wonder but never comprehend, never approach. And Earth-bound <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hard_science_fiction" rel="wikipedia" sl-processed="1" style="text-decoration: none;" title="Hard science fiction">Hard SF</a>, in my experience, rarely concerns itself with the personal for long or at depth.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So how, as SF writers, is this of any use to us? Well, in my opinion, the fusion of Stapledon-Woolfe space creates a charge, a buzz of textual energy the reader cannot help but feel, if only subconsciously.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This Stapledon-Woolfe energy is a bit beyond my ability to explain, I’m afraid. All I know is I get a tingle upon reading it. A unique one at that, a sort of gut feeling within the brain. Maybe it’s in having the human condition framed by the very stars themselves, a view to how utterly microscopic yet inexplicably vital we are. As Olaf himself put it in Star Maker’s appendices:</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">‘A living man is worth more than a lifeless galaxy. But immensity has indirect importance through its facilitation of mental richness and diversity.’</span></blockquote>
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">A final note of caution. No writer should intentionally create sentences chock-full of SWS. That would be artificial and could only make for artificial writing. The key is in editing. A few – a very few – sentences of a first draft will naturally contain Stapledon-Woolf particles in an unrefined state. So edit and identify them. Refine and enrich them. Have fun. Who says outer and inner space are mutually incompatible?</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; line-height: 19px;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b> Increasingly, it's something that's confusing me: here's a left wing feminist volunteer army going up against a battle hardened, ludicrously misogynist and racist force (and winning) and yet none of the feminist leading lights on my Twitter feed ever mention it. Not a dicky bird. Sorry, but... I find that shameful.</b></span></span><br>
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<b><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; line-height: 16px;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.0.$end:0:$4:0">Perhaps some of the reason is Western intervention in the area before, Bush/Blair etc. No one wants to be seen as pro-invasion,</span></span><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; line-height: 16px;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0"> even after the fact. But I think that's a superficial connection at best.</span></span></span></span></b><br>
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<b><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; line-height: 16px;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0"> Or maybe our media has no interest in showing a different kind of Middle East, a socialist, feminist Mid-East. Doesn't fit the narrative.</span></span></span></span></b><br>
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<b><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3" style="background-color: #f6f7f8; color: #141823; line-height: 16px;"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0"><span data-reactid=".3f.1:3:1:$comment805213616229738_805404662877300:0.0.$right.0.$left.0.0.1.$comment-body.0.3.0.$end:0:$0:0">I prefer to believe the latter, because the former seems facile at best.All we progressives, we toters of blogs and </span></span></span></span></b><span style="color: #141823; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><span style="line-height: 16px;"><b>tumblrs and tweets can challenge that status quo, we can bring focus. A fourth wave feminism may well be rising from Sinjar's dust, from the will to face bullets for a principal, for the life and dignity of innocents.</b></span></span><br>
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