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Why I write: Some ramblings on skepticism

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Here's a random rambling on the topic of skepticism. Just some thoughts that came up when thinking of some stuff that Randi tells us about.

You could call me a daft variety of a skeptic. Or, in more accurate terms, a hopeful skeptic.

Basically, I never deny the possibility that supernatural exists. In my view, science tells us everything we need to know about "how", and doesn't even begin to explain "why". I believe in God through the cosmological argument - the ultimate root cause of everything.

So people might as why - well, as said there, I'm a hopeful person. The criticism of cosmological argument boils down to "was there a first cause, or did we just spring out of nothingness just because". But at that point of our reasoning, we're deep in the territory of non-practicality, and all questions about whether or not there was a root cause are nothing but curious questions we don't need "scientific" answers for. It's just about as valid to state that there was no reason, or there is. What matters to us now is that ultimately, that lead to the world we're in now.

So why do I subscribe to need to have a divine reason to this world? It's more fun that way.

Now, to the topic: Why do I write?

I write fantasy stuff and fiction in general because all this cool magic stuff regrettably doesn't seem to work in real world. And I guess that's something the skeptics and I agree with.

I write because in fantasy worlds, it's terribly hard to be an atheist and skeptical of magic. In the fantasy worlds, gods chuckle and fry you if you doubt them in a bad day. Doubting effectiveness of fireball spells just begs for practical testing.

Don't you wish real life was like that?

In our world, regrettably, existence of paranormal is merely an academic curiosity. We can't prove things in either way. I'm picking things my way. Everyone else is free to pick their way. We can stick to the facts we know about the universe for certain.

I write because in fiction, it doesn't have to be that way. In fiction, we can create universes that work the way we want.

It's kind of interesting, though, because it leads to yet another observation: In fiction, I've seen, most people don't behave any differently whether there's gods you can touch, or gods that just exist as thought exercises. It just shows that ultimately, how things really were caused doesn't matter... Also shows that I believe exactly in what Pratchett said wizards believe in: Gods have their place in a perfectly working universe, but worshipping them is like worshipping the postman. =)

Today, a lot of good things happened.

A mystery that had puzzled me for a while was solved. Specifically, how to make pdfTeX read my eps graphics. You don't. You convert them to encapsulated PDF. Duh. Well, now, the web page has Shadows Over Nothross in both one-sided and two-sided format, using pdfTeX, so the files are also a bit smaller. I know users don't care about little details like this (the dvips/GhostScript-generated PDFs are a bit larger than pdfTeX ones, that's all!), but it makes me happy. =)

Today, I actually finished a new story, though so far, it's only out there in Finnish - I tried writing a story in Finnish just to see if it made things any faster. It didn't, really, but at least it seemed faster, somehow I was able to fix issues much faster too. Overall, the writing process wasn't that bad. Hopefully soon, English speakers will also be able to... enjoy... Faira's and Lex's dramacomedic adventures in the world of art and auctions. Oh, wait. So it turns out the second story about Faira and Lex was published before the first one was properly out. Uh... well, as long as I'm writing stuff, it shouldn't matter. Basically, this story is set in time before the Revolution; Faira and Lex are just ordinary rogues in Anchorfall. So this story is a little bit different from the adventuring company stories, and it's a bit less "fantastic". I kind of went to "Lovejoy + a few good-hearted rogues + a little bit of Komisario Palmu." Well, it's hopefully a working mix...

And today, I might as well announce my Silly Conlang Plans about the particular Avarthrelian variant of Elvish. It's been brewing in Wiki for a while. Now it's taking some form. Today, I moved the dictionary from wiki to dictd format.

Also, don't do this:

  • Install "dicttools" package which apparently is used to format dictd databases.
  • Build Debian package, notice it depends on a nonexistent package called "cost".
  • Download cost. Notice the distinct lack of "debian" tools. Delete dicttools package, redownload because you deleted the dicttools file already when you got the .deb built.
  • Mess around for a while to get a library called "cost" to install. It uses autotools, but the bloody thing ignores my--prefix parameter and installs to /usr. And people wonder why people hate tcl. Oh, and the "costsh" is naturally not built by default.
  • can't make dicttools's dict2dict to actually find my SGML catalog. But it formats the stuff nevertheless! Weird!
  • Damn this confusing crap. Time to whip out Perl and XML::Twig.
  • no wait!
  • apt-get install dictfmt

You'll just waste a hour and get completely unjustifiably annoyed towards Tcl and SGML. =)

All right. Now that I finally remember it, here's some deeper comments on Shadows Over Nothross.

The story is here in full.

The Title

The title "Shadows Over Nothross" was chosen pretty much on a whim. The original work name was "Secrets of the Elven Fort". I'm not sure why, really, I chose to change the title. I'm not a big fan of titles in general - fantasy genre seems to have completely forgettable titles in general. But it doesn't mean titles should be abolished or anything - I had to pick one title that kind of worked and described the story somewhat. So here's my title. I can't say it's better or worse than the working title though.

Genesis

Now this is a story that I can say that "grew while telling". I recently skimmed through a story of mine that I wrote 10 years ago. In the original text's introduction, I poked fun at... Harvard Lampoon poking fun at... Tolkien. Uh. Anyway, here's a story that, honestly, "grew while telling". And not really the way my stories usually "grow while telling", that is, I just start writing and more stuff comes up as I go along. This is a story that evolved. Kind of a next step from that.

The original story idea starts from the beginning of Chapter 5. "What's the matter, Facyr?" were the exact first words of this story that I wrote.

Then, I figured out it wouldn't hurt to get some background. Fantasy books are full of travels too. I loved to write some thoughtful stuff too. Um... so I wrote it.

And when I was done, there were 4 chapters before the original start of the story.

So basically, what started as a simple action-packed really really short story of "hey, let's go kill some orcs in an elven fort somewhere", ended up as a story of travels, some more action, and a story of "let's go kill some orcs, etc".

Thoughtful

As I rambled earlier in this blog, the stories are (probably trying to be) thoughtful. They are analyses of some current issues I had with myself at the time of writing--though I hope they will not be unreadable because of that. I like writing rambling stuff like this. Sorry.

Timely, too

"This is a work of fiction. Possible resemblance of any of the characters to real people is either purely coincidental or intentionally satirical. But just for the emphasis, this is a work of fiction."

Let's rip more on that Tolkien's introduction to Lord of the Rings. He denied the story had any connections to the conditions the story was formed in. Well, this story has. I admit it. I'm not proud. (And I'm not exactly proud to drag the respected dr. Tolkien to this discussion of my awful story either, but hey, some awful analogies need to be made.)

What I didn't really like is how thinly veiled this thing is. Jaxtomsyn, the antagonist of the story, is a rather transparent version of certain lawyer who hates video games and and gamers. Another character who gets mentioned as a co-conspirator is probably pretty thinly veiled too.

Anyway, I hope this was not too timely; I hope the characters stand out on their own, even when some might be recognised as what they are, a badly thought out satire of some people who seemingly deserve every bit of mud that gets slung their way.

Letting go

This story was being worked on for a really really long time on my scale. At one point, I just had to let go. The story had to escape. I just couldn't bring myself to polish it yet again--I had to contend that now, it's pretty much as good as I can make it without spending really a lot of effort. I could have done that, but the story had already taken a very long time to come. So here it is.

Okay, this wasn't much...

I need to write some more on the story as time goes on. For now, suffice to say that I'm happy of the story in this state; even with its flaws, I hope it's good enough and I hope at least some people will find the story interesting.