Shaun Duke

Shaun Duke is an aspiring writer, a reviewer, and an academic. He is currently an Assistant Professor of Digital Rhetoric and Writing at Bemidji State University. He received his PhD in English from the University of Florida and studies science fiction, postcolonialism, digital fan cultures, and digital rhetoric.

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Critique Groups…part one…

I’ve always loved critique groups. After all, without them many writers would likely never have been published. Think of Tolkien and the Inklings. Would Tolkien have published The Hobbit and ultimately The Lord of the Rings? You could argue that he would have without being part of the Inklings, but then you could also argue that the friendships he developed with those men and those in groups he was a part of before compelled him to write LOTR.I’m also a fan of online critique groups. Critique Circle has one of the best crit systems I have ever seen. They have several forms, but I am quite fond of the “In-line” form, which allows you to click on each paragraph that you want to comment on to make commments, and when you send the critique the author sees those comments below said paragraphs. It makes online critting so easy because you can actually do something constructive without a lot of clicking and fiddling. Let’s face it, critiquing via MS Word or whatever program you use is no easy picnic, even with that handy highlight feature–and honestly I haven’t a clue how to highlight and don’t intend to learn.There are a lot of other critique groups out there, obviously, some free, some not. There is Critters Writers’ Workshop, which I found to be rather interesting as it puts its focus in SF/F/H work–seeing how the former vice president of SFWA–Science Fiction & Fantasy Writer’s of America, Inc.–runs it. I personally cannot say whether Critters is any good as I am not a part of it. I am a part of Critique Circle, and would definitely recommend that. If anyone is a part of Critters, please leave a comment. Tell us what it’s like to be a part of it.And what about all your critique groups out there? Or do you not have one? Granted, sites like Critters or Critique Circle aren’t really critique groups in the traditional sense. Unless you develop a relationship with certain individuals on there you’ll likely only receive comments from the same person on rare occasion. But, you do tend to get valuable feedback nonetheless. Here are some things I’ve learned about being involved in face to face, online, and other (the other being some critiques I received from editors on short story submissions): 1. Remember that any feedback you give should be constructive. Never bat down a writer by telling them their work is dreadfully horrible and that they will never amount to anything. There are only two outcomes in that situation: the writer will be severely hurt, hate you, and maybe stop writing altogether or flame you unmercifully or cease to be a good constructive critter for you, or they will break away from you entirely and end up being published while you’re not. You don’t want either of those. Well, that’s not entirely true. The idea behind critique groups is to help each other become published, but still, nobody likes a ‘revenge publishing’.2. Don’t do anything to the writers work that they didn’t ask for. If they don’t want red pen, or they don’t want you to judge the grammar, then don’t. Unless the writing is so abysmally bad that you can’t help but make a few grammatical changes then don’t do anything at all. Actually, if the writing is so bad that you can’t help yourself then maybe that person needs to pick up Strunk & White’s book The Elements of Style, a sort of mini-Bible for any writer. And suggesting taking some basic english classes at a community college would help…3. Make yourself as clear as possible. Don’t say something that is so vague. Saying “something about this felt wrong” doesn’t give the writer anything to go on. What was wrong about it? Did it seem grammatically weak, or what? I’ve given my fair share of vague comments, and I try my best not to give them. It’s hard, I know. But you have to be strong my young padawan’s. Strong…4. You don’t know everything. Even if you think you do, you don’t. Sorry, plain and simple. Not even the most successful writers know everything. It’s best to be humble. Sure, give your opinion, thoughts, etc., but don’t pretend like you know it all. This is especially bad when someone who has not been published yet tries to give you worldly advice on getting published. Anyone else see a problem with such advice? I’m sure I’ve learned some other things, but I can’t quite put my finger on them right now. For a later post of course. The same goes for much of the other things I wanted to discuss on such groups. So, next week or later there will be a part two. Anything you might have learned?

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Writer: 3, Fate: 2

First things first, the really good news!I just received news that I have been accepted into UC Irvine (University of California). I’ve not accepted the admission yet–waiting on UC Santa Cruz and UC Davis first–but it is good news to know that they have accepted me into their English program at Irvine as it relieves a lot of pressure of whether or not I will get into any university at all. Now, I’m in. Plain and simple. If I don’t get into any of the others, well, oh well, I can transfer to Irvine–although when I think about it there aren’t many reasons why I wouldn’t go to Irvine in the first place. Irvine has a decent creative writing program, it’s not in Sacramento (can’t stand Sac…worst city in the world…), and it’s in L.A. (which is a good and a bad…good because there’s lots to do there, bad because L.A. is a horrible city). But anyway, on to my other stuff!Alright, I’m keeping a tally now on this whole writer/fate battle. Any time I set out to do something, whether it be hunting down a new book in local stores, or whatever, and I fail, fate gets a point. But if I succeed, well, I get a point. So right now I’m apparently winning! So goals for this weekend? I became rather curious by an idea presented by Rebecca from Of Making Many Books. She’s decided to read and review the entire ALA’s Best Books For Young Adults 2007 list. And so I set out trying to find a decent list someplace of SF/F works so I could do the same thing, but at the same time I didn’t want a list as long as the one she is doing (76 books). I ended up having to come up with my own list simply because there wasn’t one that really fit what I was looking for out there (although I found an awesome list of recommended fantasy authors list here). As such, starting at some near point after the Philip K. Dick Award winners are announced I will begin reading in order of losers to winner all the novels nominated. I will be doing the same with the Nebula Award’s and also the Andre Norton Award for Young Adult Science Fiction & Fantasy both found here. I wanted to do the Nebula and Hugo’s, but the official ballot for the Hugo’s won’t be announced for a while. Since the awards mentioned have not been announced, here is the list as of right now in no particular order: 1. From the Files of the Time Rangers by Richard Bowes2. The Girl in the Glass by Jeffrey Ford3. The Privilege of the Sword by Ellen Kushner4. To Crush the Moon by Wil McCarthy5. Farthing by Jo Walton6. Devilish by Maureen Johnson7. Magic or Madness by Justine Larbalesteir8. Life As We Know It by Susan Beth Pfeffer9. The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner10. Midnighters Book #2 by Scott Westerfeld (I will read book #1 first of course)11. Peeps by Scott Westerfeld (he got two nominations for the same award…)12. War Surf by M. M. Buckner (previous winner of the Philip K. Dick award).13. Recursion by Tony Ballantyne14. Living Next Door to the God of Love by Justina Robson15. Mindscape by Andrea Hairston16. Carnival by Elizabeth Bear17. Spin Control by Chris Moriarty (I will read Spin State first of course)18. Catalyst by Nina Kiriki Hoffman19. Idolon by Mark Budz That’s the list! Over the next few months I’ll be gathering all those books up so I can read them and present my reviews. Now if someone can just magically tell me how to acquire some advanced reading copies of books so I can feel special in reading certain author’s works early that would be great. So, one point for me on making this list! Now, obviously I’ve quite a bit of books to pay for. Thanks to the IRS I got my tax refund back. It’s only about $350 since the IRS likes to screw me just like everyone else out of my hard earned dollars by spending it on things like blowing people up and arguing over whether or not Public Schools should include religious sermons as required classes instead of teaching the “THEORY” of Evolution (stress on THEORY, not fully proven, but scientific nonetheless…gravity is a theory too by the way…). So I’ve used a little to buy some of the books and some others at the local thrift store. Why do I love thrift stores? How can you go wrong with buying a bunch of books by old and new authors for 25-50 cents a pop…I mean really…so good. So this is where it gets tricky. I managed to get a good chunk of the books I wanted from the list, but at the same time over half the books weren’t even in Borders! I went to the Thrift Store before making the list, so my binge there is unrelated (and I spend about 10 bucks at the Thrift Store for about 150 dollars worth of books…). So, one point for the writer in successfully scoring some deals, but a lovely point for fate for screwing me out of some of the books I needed :(. I’ll post the list for another post, otherwise this one will end up beyond long, and my chapters for WISB are long enough on here and I haven’t a clue how to do that little thing on Blogger so that posts have a ‘read more’ tab so you can have more posts on your page without dragging the scroll bar down 500 miles. Now, for the second point that fate earned. I realize I had fate at -2 a while ago; that was simply a joke. Redchurch over at Quantum Storytelling was talking about these notebooks by a company called Moleskine on this post. Apparently he discovered them at his local Bed, Bath, & Beyond on a huge discount.So, I decided,

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Book Review: Venus by Ben Bova

If there is one thing that I have come to expect of Ben Bova it is that he can take any fantastically unbelievable idea and make it so real that you actually think that it could happen. This is the case with Venus.Van Humphries is the last living son of Martin Humphries, having outlived his brother who died a few years before on a trek to the venusian surface to try to discover how a runaway greenhouse could explain the sudden warming on Earth. But his father hates him beyond reason. He’s the runt in the family with a terrible anemia that he has to take medicine for to keep in check. Then comes his father’s award–a billion dollars to anyone who can bring back the remains of his beloved son. To make matters more interesting, Martin Humphries has cut off all of Van’s funding and in desperation Van signs up to win that billion dollars. But Van isn’t the only one that wants the prize…Enter Fuchs, an asteroid belt entrepreneur who lost everything he owned because of Martin Humphries, including his wife. Claiming a billion dollars could right his life and give him the vengeance he has always wanted.The story is riveting to say the least. I think this book is possibly better than Mars, but it’s such a close match I find it hard to make the decision. Everything from the way Bova designs the ships that take them to Venus and ultimately the ships that get them to the surface to his description of Venus in such a realistic manner made this book one of the best reads I’ve had in a while. I don’t want to give anything away, but the way he describes Venus’ clouds, surface, winds, etc. really give you the image of how dangerous this planet is.Venus is written in first person and I found that in this case it worked perfectly. I’ve known a few instances when I hated first person, but again, the same as with Old Man’s War, it worked very well here. Bova’s style is not profound in any sense of the word, and he likely won’t be winning any ‘best writer ever’ awards, but he has such a way to tell a scifi story to make you really believe in what is going on. There is little that I had to dispel belief for. This is something I’ve come to know Bova for–realism. There are a lot of twists and turns that you don’t expect too, and I won’t give any of them away simply because that would ruin the book. Pick this book up. You can probably find it online for cheap–it’s been out for a while. It is a fascinating read.

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Unfinished Business

I started going through all my document folders yesterday in search of a story I had written but never finished years ago that I thought would do well to get my attention for a while. I think it’s a good novella or long short or whatever you want to call it. Well, in that process I stumbled upon all of my other unfinished works, and there are a lot of them. I think endings are extremely difficult for me for some reason; obviously that is the case. Does anyone else have such issues with endings? In any case I decided I’d list some of the stories here with titles and brief descriptions of what I remember them to be about. It’s interesting to see all the different ideas I’ve come up with over the years! It’s also interesting to see what stories I’ve yet to finish. I’m sure some of these will be finished and edited in the future (in particular: Soul For Sale, Artemis, and Europa Strain). Soul For Sale: This is actually a story I’ve finished, thankfully. It’s one of my favorites that I’m working on getting published. Deals with a humanoid robot and his attempt to acquire the ‘soul’ of a doctor. “Soul” is basically a metaphor for someone’s life. It’s sort of a robots way to become more human and for other people to acquire prestige. Artemis: Another that I’ve finished. It takes place in the distant future of Earth after a cataclysmic war forces humanity to make a haven out of space colonies. Artemis is a school colony for kids. Atlas, the main character, struggles to survive as her former friend turns on her and attempts to destroy her through manipulation and the like. It’s a rather good story I think. Europa Strain: This one is not yet finished unfortunately. I wrote it after reading about the missions planned for the moon Europa. This story is set in the relatively near future when research drones discover a super virus in the iced over oceans of Europa and a small crew of men become infected and have to find a cure before the virus infects everyone on Earth. A Tear For Humanity: My first and only SF publication. It was published in a college literary journal and now that I look back I realize how weak it really is. The story is about a boy on his birthday who survives an alien attack in the L.A. area. One bomb, ten million dead. Psychosis: A WW2 story about a man who loses his mind after being left behind in France. This is sort of a psychological horror/paranormal story. It’s impossible to get published because it’s not easy to sell…it’s very dark. They Call Him Benefactor: I don’t remember where this story was going, but I opens in a giant gladiator style arena in the future…and the main character is pitted against big ugly aliens… YA Something: The title of this is just what the document is titled. I never gave it a title, but it is the predecessor to WISB. This story also dealt with going to other worlds, only in this case it involved far too many main characters and too many HP references. I’ll likely do something with it at some point in the future though–lots of editing to come. Revival of the Ancients: My earliest attempt at a novel. It’s far from being finished. I liked some of the story–mostly the plotline dealing with the character Arc and his wife Relena…and the old far Daval the dying wizard–but unfortunately there was far too much going on. This is why WISB has stuck exclusively thus far to one single viewpoint. There will likely be a break away later, but as of now I don’t need it. Down the Spiral: Fantasy at its very cliche-est. It needs editing and some nifty place to send it to really. Where the hell do you send slightly comical, yet unoriginal fantasy? That’s why it’s comical, because it takes elements from everything and makes sure to be cliche…the plot is a dwarf, an elf, a knight, and a wizard who go to find a magical scepter in a serpent’s lair to save their kingdom… Hate: In my Star Wars obsessed days I loved stories involving evil dictator types that could crush you head with a thought…so really that is all that this story is about and it isn’t close to being one percent complete lol. Still, I love the name Lord Achirune… Hello James: I don’t write mainstream fiction very often. In fact, I’m relatively bored by mainstream. I just makes me sleep. This story is finished, just not edited. It’s told through the eyes of a friend who copes with her best friends’ attempts to commit suicide. IDSTOR: Document title. I liked the idea of this one. What if you had to register to breed and had to meet a lot of requirements both mentally and physically? Now imagine you are a midget (or little person) who wants one… New Story: Document title. A space pilot is abducted during an interstellar battle, but can’t remember a thing. He finds himself forced to remember to provide information for mankind to better fight the alien threat. Think Fire in the Sky, only more forward… Skylark: Another novel attempt. I loved the magic system in this. It revolved around hair, so naturally women were better magicians because they naturally grow hair faster. When you used magic, your hair burned away, so magic is sparing. But if you use magic and have no hair to burn, you die. Also had flying ships even though it’s a very fantasy setting. Loved the idea. If Vampires Could Be Depressed: Think about it. What if? They consume all sorts of blood, so what if they were capable of getting depression too? I wrote it as a sort of humorous story of vampires and how the epidemic of depression affects them. Humans deal with it far

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Chapter Twelve: The End of the Beginning

(Note:  This is not official version and may be removed in the near future.  This do not reflect what is read in the podcast version, nor any other version you may encounter.  I have preserved the rough form for posterity — or something like that.  This novel has since been rewritten.) James had narrowly escaped death. In his mind he could still see the menacing white eyes of the creature, beast, whatever it was, thirsty for his flesh, thirsty for the sweet comfort he would have created inside its belly. Yet, he had survived. The sword, to his surprise, refused to leave his hand. He tried prying his fingers away, laying there on the beach, but his hand, and the sword, seemed unwilling to let go. The blade itself shimmered faintly as if it were suddenly brand new. He couldn’t quite understand how it had all happened. He remembered thinking desperately about the sword, and then it ripped free and he found himself on the beach, blurry eyed, and exhausted, sword tightly in his hand. Magic, he thought. For some reason he felt as if he were becoming more used to the blurry vision and weakness. He had the energy to stand again; he simply wanted to lay there in the sand for a moment. But Darl refused to allow him more than a few minutes, and before long, he found himself on his feet and hobbling through the open tunnel mouth and up a winding cramped tube. He dragged the sword behind him. Every so often the blade bumped Pea who in return grunted angrily and kicked it away. Darl, not at all to James’ surprise, became grumpier than before, grumbling to himself as they climbed. The journey up seemed far easier than the journey down. At least James thought so. The biggest problem he found was drying off. The process made him tremendously uncomfortable and he started to feel the way a cranberry might feel after being drowned. Still, he prayed and hoped there would be a soft bed in Arnur and that he would be able to sleep. And sleep. And sleep. The tunnel no longer curved in strange winding patterns; rather, it kept relatively straight in a easterly direction. James took this as an advantage. It meant they would have a full understanding of which direction to look when they managed to get out of the tunnel. Slowly the tunnel widened allowing everyone in the group to walk fully upright. James sighed as his spine popped. He stretched as best he could with the sword hanging from his hand. Then a faint light appeared, intensified, and then the end of the tunnel presented itself. Pea quietly put out his torch and placed it in his bag. Darl broke into the outside world first, then James, and Pea shortly after. James breathed in deeply, closed his eyes, and reveled in the moment. He promised himself that should he ever get home he would never go spelunking. Not so long as I have a choice. In the distance massive bangs filled the air like the sound of two enormous boulders crashing against each other, or a tremendous rockslide ripping away from a rock face. James saw Darl look back and for a moment thought to look too. He stopped himself in mid-motion. He wasn’t sure if he could handle it. Darl’s eyes were sunken; Pea, who had turned a moment later, looked on the brink of tears. The sounds continued and James built up the courage. He turned. The sight before him, a sight he had half-expected and yet could never fully prepare for, caused his knees to quiver, nearly buckling beneath his weight. Fires ravaged anything that could burn within Arlin City. Though he couldn’t see the main gates, he could tell that the walls had been crushed. Buildings buckled from car-sized stone missiles. But the fires hadn’t reached the two towers. Instead chains with links the size of human torsos stretched up the height of the structures. The Adul’pur shimmered. Faint black clouds enveloped the bridge. They grew in intensity, becoming like elemental serpents, surrounding the Adul’pur, but held back by an invisible force. Whatever held the clouds a bay lost its strength and in a sharp flash of light the Adul’pur shattered and exploded out into a green mist and disappeared. The black clouds dissipated just as sneakily as they had come. Then, the chains became taut. A stone missile ripped low into Naz’ra. It hung in balance with gravity and the last remaining supports within its structure, and then it fell, toppling down in a maze of dust, slabs of stone and pulverized rock. The sound of it all seemed infinitely greater to him. He winced as it crashed and dropped to his knees. He watched the dust settle and tears began to well in his eyes. Then Al’Dul creaked, a long crack opening like the maw of a stone beast along its midsection. Another stone missile burst through it. Then it crashed, hitting the hilltop in two large pieces, fragmenting, and spilling dust down the hillside. “We must go,” Darl said. James buried his head into the ground and sobbed. “James,” Pea said, “we have to go. There’s no time.” “I-I…” “Fear not. Luthien will pay for this.” But Darl’s words had no affect on him. He broke down completely, feeling as though one of his parents had died. What have I done? What have all these people done to deserve this? He searched for the answers; none came. It’s all my fault. Every last bit of it. If I had never come here, none of this would have ever happened. God help these people. God help me. “We have to move now. If his men see us, then all of this is pointless,” Darl said, then searching for the words, “all those people would have died for nothing. Don’t let that hang on your shoulders. Ammond knew there were great things

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Book Review: The Forever War by Joe Haldeman

I have quite a lot of books that I have yet to read in my collection, and then I have some books that are classics or older books that I am reading for my literature class. So every so often I will be reading a book that is a classic or old, or just not necessarily from the last couple of years. The Forever War is a book I read for my literature class. So here goes my review.The Forever War is another military SF novel in much the same fashion as Old Man’s War by John Scalzi was written. The only difference is that Old Man’s War is relatively new in comparison. The Forever war is in first person, follows a single character–as should be the norm in a first person story–and deals with the concept of an interstellar war between mankind and an alien race known as the Taurans. The novel begins with the main character–William Mandella–being drafted into the first strike force for the United Nations Exploratory Force, emphasis on ‘force’. This is not an ordinary draft. Mandella is a genius, along with practically all of his fellow draftees. Every single new soldier has an IQ of 150 or more and can contribute something to the war. Mandella was a physics teacher. Why get smart people for war? You can count on smart people to be able to think while blasting away the alien menace, which you would hope would put you in an advantage.The most mind boggling part of this book was the way in which the soldiers traveled. This book was written a hell of a long time ago, so much of what we know about physics would probably make Haldeman’s plan for interstellar travel pretty much impossible, but regardless here it is. They pass through things called “collapsars”, which are essentially black holes. Since it is impossible to reach the speed of light, one can go through a collapsar and appear somewhere on the other end. The thing about traveling this way is that for those inside the collapsar, people practically going the speed of light, experience a completely different speed of time than those outside. Mandella might experience a week on ship time, while the Earth would experience years. Centuries pass him by like nothing. What I found interesting was actually trying to contemplate running a military with this sort of time dilation. How does one schedule someone for deployment when you haven’t a clue when a ship is going to be coming back in? This was the one thing that just made it so amazing for me.I think this is an amazing novel. It’s not the best written SF novel I have read though. Haldeman is rather good at writing, but his style is not as strong as Scalzi’s, in my opinion. However, this doesn’t in any way detract from the effectiveness of the novel. I found myself caring about what happened to Mandella, and alternately what happened to his friends. He is able to draw that sort of emotion with me in his writing.Haldeman makes the changes on the Earth over centuries look so real and natural. You start to wonder how you would react to a world that is so drastically different. What do you think you would expect if in two hundred years the Earth was overpopulated and there was need for some sort of universal birth control?This book is essentially a classic. Everyone should read it at some point in their reading life. It’s a relatively quick read and delves deeply into an ever changing world that you start to feel a little out of place. If you read this, think how you would react to a world so drastically different from your own? Would you be able to adapt to the changes? Or would you try to find a new home for yourself?

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