Alex Soojung-Kim Pang, Ph.D.

I study people, technology, and the worlds they make

Month: July 2014 (page 1 of 2)

Road trip and “new” car

Earlier this summer my son and I flew out to Colorado, spent a day with my dad and stepmother, then drove across the West. The main “purpose” of the trip was was bring out a car that my dad was selling us, to replace my ancient Mazda sedan; but it was also a chance to spend some time with Pop and my son, and for them to spend some time with each other.

It’s also a drive that I really love and haven’t done in some time.

Western Colorado

On our first day we followed I-70 through Grand Junction, past towns with names like Rife and Parachute, the latter featuring some awesome and completely unproblematic cultural appropriation.

From there we continued into eastern Utah, which is fantastically desolate.

We arrived at Moab in the mid-afternoon, and spent our first night there. For those who’ve never been, Moab is a small town whose main claim to fame is its proximity to a couple truly spectacular national parks, Arches and Canyonlands. It is to the average Western town what REI is to Sears: super-healthy, catering to a mix of people who are obsessively outdoorsy, and others who just have money.

My son and I took the afternoon and drove into Arches, which proved to be one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. For one thing, Arches is absolutely spectacular; but for another, an incredible number of great views are accessible by car.

Of course, it would be great to spend a few days there, camping and hiking and climbing, but you can appreciate the place in a few hours, which is what we had.

Arches National Park

We drove up as far as we could in the park, and we hiked around for a bit.

About ten years ago when my kids were young, and we took them to the aquarium every other weekend (that’s how it felt, anyway, and we managed to more than pay for our Monterey Bay Aquarium membership several years running), I was always struck at how they and their peers would find the clownfish and invariably say, “There’s Nemo!” The movie Finding Nemo was a filter they carried around with them through the aquarium.

Well, driving through Arches, I couldn’t help but think to myself, This looks just like Radiator Springs! I hadn’t realized just how great a job the Pixar people had done of tapping into the archetype of the Western landscape, but boy did they get it.

The next day we went back with my dad before getting on the road.

We drove for several hours, until we reached the town of Selina, Utah.

We ate lunch a place called Mom’s Cafe (you can’t possibly miss it) and it turns out that the food is really pretty good. I had the chicken fried steak, which was exactly the dish you would expect at a place called Mom’s Cafe in Selina, Utah.

The “scone,” on the other hand, was completely inexplicable, though partly that’s because my reference scone is in Grantchester.

We then continued west, through Utah and into Nevada, and picked up Highway 50, the “Loneliest Highway in America.” It lived up to its name.

But so long as you’re prepared for it, it’s also a pretty spectacular drive, desolate and solitary in a way few things are in America any longer.

We stopped for the night in Ely, though the next time I do this I might try Austin or Eureka, both of which are closer to central Nevada, and are even tinier.

As for the car, which is a 2002 Chrysler 300M.

Having driven it around for a few weeks, I like everything about it, but it doesn’t feel like me. I love the leather interior, the comfortable seats, the V6 engine, the sunroof, the air conditioning that works, the suspension and quiet: in other words, I love everything about the car, but I suspect I’m always going to feel like it’s a really good rental car— awesome amenities, but not really my own property.

Still, I’m grateful for it, and will drive it until it can’t run any longer, or I inexplicably hit the jackpot with some future book. And it was acquired in about the coolest way I’ll ever get a car.

Writing about the Tour de France

I’ve never been to the Tour de France, but looking over the last few years, the race turns out to have inspired a number of pieces of writing:

Funny what kinds of things get one thinking.

A profession as bad off as academia: Protestant clergy

At least that’s the impression I get from this Atlantic piece by David Wheeler, which describes issues facing new clergy that would sound very familiar at the AHA: older pastors are retiring but not being replaced with full-time positions, the amount of time for contemplation is down, and high levels of personal debt are a way of life.

This in particular jumped out at me:

Working two jobs has become so common for clergy members, in fact, that churches and seminaries have a euphemistic term for it: bi-vocational ministry.

Working multiple jobs is nothing new to pastors of small, rural congregations. But many of those pastors never went to seminary and never expected to have a full-time ministerial job in the first place. What’s new is the across-the-board increase in bi-vocational ministry in Protestant denominations both large and small, which has effectively shut down one pathway to a stable—if humble—middle-class career….

Sometimes evangelical pastors, especially those planting a new church in an economically disadvantaged area, intentionally choose a bi-vocational life. Fredrickson says these pastors often “sense that they will be able to serve their neighborhood better if they are engaged on a regular basis in their community.” One example of a deliberately bi-vocational church is Love Chapel Hill in North Carolina, where five co-pastors share the workload of the church and work other jobs on the side.

“We are reaching an eclectic group of people,” says Mat LeRoy, one of the five co-pastors. “We have a growing core of young families and professionals, a large collection of college and grad students from [the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill] and a beautiful group of local homeless friends. With this type of socioeconomic diversity, bi-vocational ministry is currently a strategic necessity for a sustainable outreach.” He adds, “This is not an easy choice for us, but it is worth it to continue our mission in our community.”

As someone who’s done a lot of thinking about (and experiments around) the viability of being a scholar outside the traditional academic track, a lot of this sounds familiar. The sense that there are advantages to this kind of foot-in-two-worlds situation that can outweigh the disadvantages; the problem that if it’s not what you expect and train for, it can be a rude shock when you graduate; and the structural factors that make this not a crisis but something more like a state of exile.

“I won’t talk or deal with a young writer unless I sense he has utterly given his life over to it”

I just came across this 2006 Publishers Weekly piece about Jim Harrison. I confess I’ve never read any of his work (I’m dreadfully ignorant in the modern fiction department), but the article made me curious about his work.

Here are the stories that shaped him, that come up again and again in his books and his conversation: the car crash that killed his father and 19-year-old sister; the accident that nearly blinded him; the miserable, if profitable years he spent as a screenwriter in Hollywood (“If you’re an actual novelist, you get treated a lot better than [just] a screenwriter…. They cheat you, but you get cheated at a [high financial] level you find inconceivable,” he says now.)…

“I won’t talk or deal with a young writer unless I sense he has utterly given his life over to it,” Harrison says. “It’s a waste of my time. If they don’t feel ‘called’—why in God’s name would you do this?”

But he did know how to drum the Confederacy into submission

Ulysses S. Grant on his musical ability: “I know only two tunes. One of them is Yankee Doodle. The other isn’t.”

Source: Sally Reis, “Ten thousand hours of practice, musical aptitude and inner fire: developing musical talent in young people,” Gifted Education International 25 (2009), 217-236.

C. S. Lewis: “you can’t study men”

“I happen to believe that you can’t study men, you can only get to know them, which is quite a different thing.” (C. S. Lewis in That Hideous Strength, quoted in Humphrey Carpenter’s J. R. R. Tolkien: A Biography)

“tech punditry has yet to reckon with the coming era of hard limits”

Ned Resinkoff, writing in The Baffler:

For the most part, tech punditry has yet to reckon with the coming era of hard limits, which is why it can get away with extrapolating current First World consumption habits into the indefinite future. Instead of imagining a world of iPad-toting social media consultants, the purveyors of Skymall futurism should be thinking about what happens after the planet can no longer sustain their present lifestyle.

“Be regular and orderly in your life, so that you may be violent and original in your work” (Flaubert)

I hope Mason Currey’s book Daily Rituals, on the daily schedules of various creative people, is selling well, because it’s the volume that’s launched a thousand infographics. The most recent one I’ve found is by Podio (which does some kind of time management / workflow / CRM / best practices thing, I dunno), and it maps out the creative routines of 26 people:


Want to develop a better work routine? Discover how some of the world’s greatest minds organized their days.
Click image to see the interactive version (via Podio).

The full-sized version is much easier to read, and has some other cool features.

“Being a writer can’t be treated like it’s a job”

I think it’s fair to say that unless you’re an academic*, everyone who writes a book hopes that it’ll do well enough for them to start writing full-time. But the reality has always been that that unless your living expenses are shockingly low, or you had a wealthy distant uncle who left you an inheritance, the odds were against making a decent living as a writer.

Those odds are getting even worse now, according to a new survey by the Authors’ Licensing and Collecting Society of British writers. ALCS surveyed “almost 2,500 working writers,” according to The Guardian, and it found that

the median income of the professional author in 2013 was just £11,000, a drop of 29% since 2005 [the last time such a survey was conducted] when the figure was £12,330 (£15,450 if adjusted for inflation), and well below the £16,850 figure the Joseph Rowntree Foundation says is needed to achieve a minimum standard of living. The typical median income of all writers was even less: £4,000 in 2013, compared to £5,012 in real terms in 2005, and £8,810 in 2000.

Not surprisingly, this translates into fewer people writing full-time: “in 2013, just 11.5% of professional authors – those who dedicate the majority of their time to writing – earned their incomes solely from writing. This compares with 2005, when 40% of professional authors said that they did so.”

And this isn’t a problem that’s affecting bad writers:

James Smythe published his first novel in 2010 with an indie publisher, and he has published five with HarperCollins. He has been shortlisted for major science fiction awards, been glowingly reviewed, and won the Wales book of the year. He told the Guardian that his novels had never earned out. “Being a writer can’t be treated like it’s a job. It maybe was once, but no writer can treat it as such nowadays. There’s no ground beneath your feet in terms of income, and you can’t rely on money to come when you need it,” said Smythe, who also teaches at Roehampton University.

I’m not convinced that you have to be a full-time writer to do good work: the number of people who both have careers and manage to write are too numerous to conclude that the muse only comes when you’re unemployed. We might all like to be Ernest Hemingway, writing in the mornings and fishing and drinking in the afternoons, but we’re more likely to be William Carlos Williams (physician) or Wallace Stevens (insurance). Or at best, writing full-time is something we’re able to do on one project, but not another.

But the decline is still troubling for two reasons. First, the absolute decline in the amount of money writers get for the same work makes carrying out any sort of creative life more challenging. The cushion of an advance or some royalties can make the difference between finishing the next book while your publisher and readership still remember who you are, and seeing your moment pass.

But second, it’s another sign that the publishing industry as a whole is in bad shape and getting worse. No industry in which incomes are on the decline can be considered healthy.

So don’t give up your day job. Learn how to write in the morning.

* Not to cast aspersions on my former life, or my first book for that matter. What I mean is that the academic case is different because the reward doesn’t come as a royalty check, but tenure or promotion. Such indirect payouts for book-writing are rare, though consultants who write about their work can also make money from higher fees and speaking gigs. The late, great Russ Ackoff once told me that he made more money off one day’s consulting than from the combined royalties of his books (and he’d written about two dozen of them)- but he could charge so much for consulting because he’d written those books. So if you’re a partner in Accenture’s outsourcing practice group (or whatever), your young adult trilogy isn’t going to get you much additional social capital, or real capital.

Fourth of July in Cloverdale

My wife and I are in Cloverdale, California, a town about 90 minutes north of San Francisco, for the Fourth of July. We’re on our way to pick up our kids from summer camp, and it’s much more pleasant to break up the drive; fortunately, since that means stopping somewhere in Sonoma or Napa, it’s not a hardship.

Since it happens to be the Fourth of July, we chose a town where there would be fireworks, and the Cloverdale fireworks (sponsored by the local Lions Club) did not disppoint. After a larger than rational dinner at an excellent burger and BBQ place just on the edge of town, we went to the local high school football field, with just about everybody else in town, it seems.

The fireworks themselves were excellent, but they were just the most grown-up of the many displays.

It turns out the Cloverdale is one of the few places left in the state that still allows fireworks to be set off by just about anyone (and indeed, as I write any number of them are going off in people’s backyards and driveways).

I haven’t been in a place with this much smoke since the Ted Nugent concert I went to in high school.

 

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