A Friend Posted this…

880670_1950s-era_cadillacIt’s from a Cadillac advertisement in 1915. Under attack by Packard, its rival, this ad was placed and ran only once, in June of 1915, and was requested as a reprint over and over.

In every field of human endeavor, he that is first must perpetually live in the white light of publicity. Whether the leadership be vested in a man or in a manufactured product, emulation and envy are ever at work.

In art, in literature, in music, in industry, the reward and the punishment are always the same.

The reward is widespread recognition; the punishment, fierce denial and detraction. When a man’s work becomes a standard for the whole world, it also becomes a target for the shafts of the envious few. If his work be mediocre, he will be left severely alone – if he achieves a masterpiece, it will set a million tongues a -wagging.

Jealousy does not protrude its forked tongue at the artist who produces a commonplace painting.

Whatsoever you write, or paint, or play, or sing, or build, no one will strive to surpass or to slander you unless your work be stamped with the seal of genius.

Long, long after a great work or a good work has been done, those who are disappointed or envious, continue to cry out that it cannot be done.

Spiteful little voices in the domain of art were raised against our own Whistler as a mountback, long after the big would had acclaimed him its greatest artistic genius.

Multitudes flocked to Bayreuth to worship at the musical shrine of Wagner, while the little group of those whom he had dethroned and displaced argued angrily that he was no musician at all.

The little world continued to protest that Fulton could never build a steamboat, while the big world flocked to the river banks to see his boat steam by.

The leader is assailed because he is a leader, and the effort to equal him is merely added proof of that leadership.

Failing to equal or to excel, the follower seeks to depreciate and to destroy – but only confirms once more the superiority of that which he strives to supplant.

There is nothing new in this. It is as old as the world and as old as human passions – envy, fear, greed, ambition, and the desire to surpass.

And it all avails nothing.

If the leader truly leads, he remains – the leader.

Master-poet, master-painter, master-workman, each in his turn is assailed, and each holds his laurels through the ages.

That which is good or great makes itself known, no matter how loud the clamor of denial.

That which deserves to live–lives.


Yuletide Letter Redux…

Well, apparently, being more specific would be good.  What did I ask for?  I think it was Blade (movie), Constantine (movie), Amber, and Rose of the Prophet.

What don’t I want?  Blade/Whistler.  I don’t know why I don’t want it, because I write a ton of May/December m/m for my Other Job.  Maybe because father/son stuff is over the edge for me.  Parent/child is usually out, unless they didn’t know each other until the child was well and truly an adult.

What do I want?  Connectedness.  Loyalty.  Comfort.  Defenders.  Aggressors.  Danger.  Ethics.  Tension.  Right and wrong.  Good and evil.

Favourite moments?  Khardan rescuing Mathew.  Mathew’s secret being exposed.  Corwin facing Eric after he escaped to Cabra.  Brand stabbing Martin.  Merlin and Ghostwheel moments.  The grenade in Flora’s purse.  Merlin walking Corwin’s pattern.  Luke and Merlin moments, all of them.  Mandor.   Ganelon becoming Oberon.  Gabriel betraying Constantine and revealing its intentions.  The demon in the mirror.  Blade and King out hunting in the daylight.  King running his mouth.  Blade’s nearly mono-syllabic quips before he kills someone.

Twisted Garden.

Twisted Garden.

But, when I said I want a good story and I want you to have fun, I meant that.  Seriously.  Because that’s why being asked to write something is fun; it’s an excuse to do something you might not normally write, or that you haven’t written in a long time.

Writing… the irony.

taryn1I have a novel due in two weeks that is LESS than half done.  It is precisely 1/3 done.  When it is done, I will have two books in print.  WHAT AM I DOING?  Writing my Yuletide fic.

Oh, yeah.  That’s why they pay me the Big Bucks.


No Frontier is Final

No Frontier is Final

On a whim, I signed up for Yuletide.  I’ve never done it before, but everyone goes on about it.  🙂  I hope I do a good job for whomever I get. (I just got my assignment!  This should be fun.  I haven’t written these characters in years, but I did write in the fandom for more than ten years.  Back before there was LJ!)

To the person who gets me, if this all works out, I just want to read a good story.  I don’t have any quirks or kinks to fill.  If there’s anything I really love, it’s hurt/comfort and loyalty fic.  I think those are some of the best stories, because the desire for comfort and a loyal companion is so deep, it’s biological.

I’m thinking of getting an LJ.  I just figured out WordPress, but I’ve used LJ before.  I have a JF account I hardly use.  Maybe I will get an LJ.  If I get really into this fanfic/Yuletide stuff, I probably will make one for this name.