Bear Witness

Hamlet: The Precipice of Belief and the Validity of Witness

January 10, 2011January 10, 2011jstueart2 Comments

I’m going to see Raoul Bhaneja’s one-man performance of Hamlet on Friday at the Yukon Arts Centre. I’ve heard good things about it, and saw a good article in the Yukon News, and I love Shakespeare, but I’m going to see it because of the way Hamlet speaks about “belief.” One of the main questions, arguably, is whether or not Hamlet should believe the ghost of his father. He tells Hamlet that he was murdered by the King’s brother, Claudius, Hamlet’s uncle. It is also this ghost that asks, begs, persuades Hamlet to avenge his murder. Without the ghost, no play. With the ghost, several dilemmas at once, not the least of which is whether you believe a spirit that you’ve seen.

I’m teaching a class this semester at the Whitehorse United Church in Writing about Faith, a nebulous topic, a difficult endeavor. You neither want to sound as if you were deluded or over-zealous, but neither do you want to play down your experiences until they mean nothing. The spiritual things that happen to us are a keen part of our lives–sometimes they are the anchor that holds us rooted when the world tosses us around, and other times, they are an anchor dragging behind us, stopping us from moving forward. Either way, what value we give them determines how we proceed with our life: either our spiritual side is a nice addendum to everything else we have in our lives, or it is something profoundly different that affects our course of action. (Or we just ignore it altogether)

Hamlet is caught in a crisis of belief. If he believes a ghost—just stop there to see how preposterous that sounds—then he has to believe that his father was murdered, and that his uncle is the villain, and that his mother could have been an accomplice. Further, if that’s true, then the ghost must also be believed that he, Hamlet, can set it right. That everything that Hamlet does hinges on the believability of the words of a ghost means that the play is really about our belief, and how much it informs our real decisions.

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Keithmoon Drumbeat teaches an online creative writing workshop at UBC in Second Life

January 8, 2011April 23, 2011jstueartLeave a comment

I just had an awesome experience today having my story critiqued in a workshop. But this workshop is not in the real world but on Second Life, the online alternate world. For those who are unfamiliar with Second Life, people choose an avatar and enter the world, run around, meet people, shop, make money, and in some cases, go to class. This class, sponsored by the University of British Columbia and taught by Canadian writer, Kevin Chong, was an undergraduate creative writing workshop completely on Second Life.

The class members don’t have to be in the same place at all. They just work it like an online class, each at their own computer, but the Second Life twist is that they can appear all in the same room together, chatting. Everyone chooses a cool name. On Second Life, you can belong to families—so they give you surnames to choose from, and then you pick your first name. On Second Life, I am Bison Steampunk.

Next you choose an avatar, and Second Life has probably the best avatar creator on the web. Even World of Warcraft is limited to the six or seven creatures to pick from…. but on Second Life, you can literally be anything: a toaster, a zombie, an animated foot, a stuffed animal. One day I am going to get the Minotaur with the Battle Axe. Hehe. But for now, I stuck with the free avatar and shaped him myself. I also picked up some free body parts, skins, and adaptations for my avatar at a Men’s retreat center online called Thor’s Den. I’ll admit, I went a little crazy on the avatar and he’s easy on the eyes. So he’s not a perfect rendition of me. But that’s the joy of Second Life. You can be anything and anyone you want to be.

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Writing Your Faith: Workshop offered in January at the United Church

January 3, 2011January 14, 2011jstueart1 Comment

What is Faith to you? How do you think about it? How do you put it into words–to tell someone else what it means to you? Does it only appear when you are going through struggles? Is it constant like gravity? I like this photograph by Grigory Kravchenko. The woman looks up, but it looks as if she’s giving God a good talking to. Faith seems to take place over coffee, and in a gritty real-world setting.

Starting January 21st (it was the 14th, but we canceled the first class due to extreme temps, -38C), the Whitehorse United Church and I have teamed up to offer a class in Writing Your Faith. How do we put into words what is ineffable?

We’ll be looking at a lot of writers who have done just that. Some you will find more effective for your style of writing than others.

While the majority of works that we look at will be of the Christian variety, they will not be texts that marginalize you. They will be authors who struggle with the same kinds of questions that most people do when they are talking about a greater being in the world and how they interact with that being. We’re not reading the selections to pick up content—it’s not an evangelical endeavor. What we’re doing is looking at how people talk about their Faith, whatever their Faith might be. So we’re picking up tips. And those tips are good to use whether you are writing about yourself as a Christian or Muslim or Buddhist or Jewish or Agnostic.

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TRON: Legacy needs a CLU, gets a “journey without a goal”

December 30, 2010March 26, 2012jstueart17 Comments

I wanted to like this movie. I have such fond memories of the original TRON. It was ahead of its time in many ways back then, and probably a little cheesy too… It was wrapped up in religion a bit, which wasn’t bad— it gave programs a “culture,” a “faith.” TRON: Legacy has kept up with the digital explosion in movies and taken it to grand heights, but it abandoned good writing and good characters along the way. I found it hard not to roll my eyes, and even with such great visuals, found myself bored during the last quarter of the film. How did they fumble such a beautiful opportunity? I don’t know, but I have some ideas. I offer these up for consideration. I’m no Roger Ebert (but I’m a huge fan, Roger) but I think most critics have already agreed that the plot lacks something. The original TRON received 69% on the tomatometer from Rotten Tomatoes, the new Tron 49%. Though, oddly the audience seems to like the second one more. Critics agreed the light show and “glitter” are fun, and who can beat that soundtrack? I loved the light show, the competitions, the music, but the plot is an epic fail.

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Longest Night features aliens, musicians, wacky fun, and lunar eclipse

December 20, 2010December 30, 2010jstueart1 Comment

Alien love songs, alien films, dances with aliens, UFO sighting highlights over the last fifty years, not to mention the sounds of the Longest Night Ensemble with Peggy Lee, Mary Margaret O’Hara and Daniel Janke (with a couple of Christmas songs in the mix)… I am truly thrilled to be a part of such an eclectic group of artists who have taken “alien” to new heights. This is fun, light-hearted, and thought-provoking.

I really love it when folks outside the science fiction genre take on the theme artistically—they see things I never thought of, things I’ve never seen anyone else do! They create ideas of “alien” that are truly alien. They invigorate the genre. I’m so honoured to be working with Celia McBride, Moira Sauer and Brian Fidler as they literally re-create the alien.

And as a science fiction writer forced to present only the facts of UFO sightings–without trying to convince–I too am stretching out of my comfort zone: embracing the real, putting on the skeptical hat, being a reporter not a missionary. Sticking with the facts, ma’am, and leaving the fiction at home. It made me do as much research as a term paper, and put it in such a way that a listener gets to choose what they want to believe.

At first I fought it, then I embraced it.

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Eisenhower and Churchill: UFO cover up?

December 15, 2010jstueartLeave a comment

Released in a wave of declassified UFO documents in England comes this gem: that Eisenhower and Churchill purposely covered up UFOs. There was a short time in US history where talking about UFOs wasn’t censored–especially the military. People in the military left and right were commenting on “saucers” and technology from “Mars”–and then, it’s said that Eisenhower decided to hush the whole thing down.

This New York Daily News article talks about a letter declassified in England:

A letter sent in 1999 by an unnamed person from Leicester, England, relays a story he was told by his mother, which came from his grandfather, who claimed to have witnessed the alleged cover-up.

“It is claimed that my grandfather, [REDACTED] was present during a debate between Winston Churchill and Mr. Eisenhower during World War II involving making a decision about an unexpected incident,” the letter states, dated Sept. 20, 1999.

The incident in question took place off the English coast and involved a Royal Air Force bomber crew, which was returning from a “photographic mission” in either Germany or France.

“The aircraft was intercepted by an object of unknown origin,” the letter explains, “which matched course and speed with the aircraft for a time and then underwent an extremely rapid acceleration away.”

Photos and/or film were supposedly captured of the object, which “hovered noiselessly” and seemed metallic.

The incident sparked a discussion between Churchill and General Eisenhower, presumably via telephone, who commanded the Allied forces during the later period of the war.

According to the letter, the grandfather who witnessed the conversation heard Churchill state: “This event should be immediately classified since it would create mass panic amongst the general population and destroy one’s belief in the Church.”

Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/2010/08/05/2010-08-05_winston_churchill_dwight_d_eisenhower_covered_up_ufo_sighting_in_england_letter_.html#ixzz18FjARGfF

The story is backed up in several other newspapers–the document is real. Now if the story is real, that’s another matter. But if it is, then it will go well with this 1952 UFO buzz of the White House.

You want the truth? We’ll get as close as we can. Come to Longest Night, Dec 20, 21, 8pm, Yukon Arts Centre.

We’ll be talking about visitation…. aliens, UFOs, and the sightings that started them all.

Researching for Longest Night (Dec 20, 21): We Are Not Alone

December 14, 2010December 14, 2010jstueartLeave a comment

Researching for Longest Night, I was told that Daniel Janke wanted real reports of UFOs during my segments. Over the last week of researching, I’ve become a bit jittery. There’s a lot more than I really want to think about. Check out this footage from NASA.

Don’t know about you. But when I come across video footage from NASA, I start to believe. Don’t know if you already believe or not. But we’ll be looking at several high profile cases at the Longest Night performance this year–in between puppetry and music–since their theme is We Are Not Alone.

I’ll post more research here and let you know how it’s coming. But you can come see the finished product DEC 20th and 21st, 8pm. Yukon Arts Centre. Tickets available now.

Howls and Hell Yeahs: The Celebration of the Life of Reid A. Parent

December 12, 2010December 12, 2010jstueart4 Comments

I just returned from a beautiful service honouring the life of Reid A. Parent, a 25 year old man who touched the lives of tons of people before his untimely death in a car accident.

Reid was the main speaker at the event. His words were all over the program–several of his journal entries revealed a creative, philosophical man who loved others and adored life. His Sweater Video gave a discussion of how most people will lie and tell you that your sweater is beautiful, even if it’s the ugliest thing on earth, but that his own mother sincerely believes any sweater on him becomes beautiful. I love the shock on his face when he realizes his mother honestly believes in the beauty. Other videos of him rapping and singing were played. Pictures of him showed a life of daring himself to be himself in all situations, and a life of making sure that he found “the goodness in other people,” as his stepdad, Darrell Hookey remarked. His family and friends had the funniest stories about him–stories where he turned life into a beautiful game, and made every moment count. Reid was there–all over the place–and he said his peace, and keeps saying his peace, through those who loved and knew him.

I am so glad there are celebrations of life–like participatory memoirs, we get a full picture of the life of a person, and get to celebrate what he gave that life. It was horribly short, but it was grandly full. And the proof was in the hundreds of people who showed up in Whitehorse, not to mention the hundreds that showed up in BC for the first memorial service.

His sister, Leah, another beautiful soul, said all she could do was howl–and so she invited us all to howl. And we did. All of us. Howled like a pack of wolves who had lost their leader. It seemed to me that Reid led a lot of people away from the brooding part of life into the happiness part. Darrell Hookey challenged the crowd to live lives that took in every moment. He didn’t accept our little silent nods. He said we should answer that challenge the way Reid always did, with a “Hell yeah!” And so he posed the question again, and pointed to us, and just like our earlier howl, we responded with a hearty “HELL YEAH” as we promised Reid, and ourselves, that time would not get away from us, that we would live full lives, and that we would love others as part of living full lives.

So many funerals can be much more final, more, shall I say, depressing, but this one was full of pain, yes, but was also full of celebration and promise–as Reid now inhabits all of us through his stories, his videos, his music, his writings, his friends, his family. Reid goes on in particle form, or as the emcee said, he goes on in “seed” form…planting a renewed, and vigorous, life-living plant inside of us.

Go out there and howl, and let your yesses be Hell Yeahs. And give people enough of yourself that when you leave this Earth, you leave behind a garden of goodness and good stories.

God bless you, Reid Parent. God bless you Darrell and Daisy, Leah, and all the relatives and all the friends who carry Reid’s seeds of joy.

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Another moving tribute from the Yukon News.

How to Get Published by James D. Macdonald–good advice

December 6, 2010December 7, 2010jstueart3 Comments

Well, I keep track of Making Light, the blog by Patrick and Teresa Nielsen Hayden and all their friends and guests, and Jim Macdonald has a great post today: How to Get Published. You might have heard the advice a thousand times, but Macdonald gives it some fresh spin.

To be a writer, you must write.

Thinking about writing is not writing. Talking about writing is not writing. Pre-writing exercises are not writing. Only writing is writing.

Write every day. If you only write a page a day, at the end of a year you’ll have a novel. Read every day. If you want to be a writer, you must be a reader. If you are not a reader, perhaps being a writer is not in your future.

Write straight through to THE END.

The urge to give up, particularly in the dread Mid-Book, will be strong. The desire to go back and fix the beginning will be strong. Resist the urge. You won’t know what the beginning is until you reach the finish, and perhaps not even then.

Every synapse in your brain will be screaming “This Is Crud!” Perhaps it is. That’s okay. You can’t make a pot without clay. We’ll fix it all in the second draft. If you need permission to write badly, I grant it to you.

Note that while you will think that your writing is crud, and it may objectively be crud, you should still write to the very best of your ability.

Besides, if you give up in the middle, when and how will you learn to write endings?

The rest of this article, if you’re serious about writing, is worth your time to look over.