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The story is “Out of the Ordinary,” and you can find it HERE.
(Possible Spoilers to Follow – You might want to skip the final section.)
After all, he has saved the world so many times: from space weapons, from nuclear weapons, from Communism and Blofeld, from SMERSH and SPECTRE, and from a weapon that uses your DNA to target you, among others. We need him, right? Or we’re doomed.
Bond movies, sometimes with the only thing in common with the Ian Fleming books being the titles, range from the sublime to the ridiculous, from the plausible to the impossible, from complex villains to caricatures, from wonderfully wrought plots to adolescent boy soft porn. And, yes, I’ve seen them all. Trust me, for a farm kid in the 1960s, Dr. No was eye opening, the Ian Fleming books just racy enough you had to had to hide their covers behind the remnants of a brown paper bag.
When Daniel Craig first appeared in the Casino Royale remake, I thought, yes, this is the Bond from the books–dedicated but snarky, courageous but vulnerable; he understood the mission even if he had little use for protocol and hierarchy. He was attractive and compelling but not pretty. Don’t get me wrong, I love Pierce Brosnan, but he was too gorgeous to match the description of Bond in the Fleming books.
My favorite portrayers of Bond? Connery, Craig, Dalton, and Lazenby, in that order. And if you thought Lazenby was a joke, a stunt to get Connery to return, watch On Her Majesty’s Secret Service. You’ll change your mind.
No Time to Die
Yet, in the latest Bond film and Daniel Craig’s last, No Time to Die, we see a jaded, weary Bond. Convinced a woman he loves has betrayed him, he leaves the spy game, only to be drawn back in by his CIA buddy, Felix Leiter. The jadedness, the weariness are to be expected. I mean, he’s been at this a long time, but Craig shows how the right mission for the right reason can make even a retired spy step up his game.
But No Time to Die has changed what audiences expect of James Bond. There is the standard formula plus homages to Bond movies past, but when M agrees to reactivate Bond, he gets a single gadget from Q. Unheard of! And if you watch Bond movies to see him bed all those beautiful Bond girls, you’ll be disappointed. Not a single one, and, indeed, the only sex hinted at is between Bond and the woman he’s involved with early in the movie.
So, you actually have a Bond movie with a plot, one that doesn’t rely on outlandish gadgets and gratuitous sex. Imagine that.
However, I miss Dame Judy Dench as M. Ralph Fiennes is an incredible actor who really brings gravitas, lots and lots of gravitas, to the role of M. But every time he’s on screen, I can only see “He Who Shall Not Be Named” from Harry Potter.
And the villain, Safin, played by Rami Malek, had promise, but he’s not developed well enough to be a believable bad guy. Bad guys work well when they have dimension. We’re kind of promised dimension for him in the beginning, but it devolves to “I want kill bad guys.”
But. . . it’s a bloody good movie. Again, the homages to past movies from Dr. No to Thunderball to On Her Majesty’s Secret Service, among others, are sublime. It’s a long movie–two hours and 45 minutes–but the action is well-paced. It keeps the movie moving along but with sufficient breaks you don’t feel as if you’ve been in battle along with Bond.
Let’s put it this way. It appears not to leave anything in question. It does have Bond display ultimate heroism at the end, something that pleased me. All the negativity about the character is blown away in that moment, and he’s a man, as he’s always been, willing to sacrifice his life to save the lives of millions.
The end of No Time to Die made me think of the end of Blade Runner, where the replicant Roy Batty accepts his fate and says, “Time to die.” We may have wanted for Bond that there be no time to die, but I can see him, at the end, uttering, “It’s time.”
And, of course, it is the end for Daniel Craig as Bond, but, as usual after an actor leaves that role, we speculate on who will be the next James Bond–if there is a next James Bond.
In the past 12 years, I think I’ve gone to enough writing conferences to be credible when I say there is a certain sameness to them. The topics for workshops or panels are repetitive, the same pushes to meet with an agent or a “big-6” editor. Even the keynote speakers seem to alternate among the conferences.
Now, that’s not to say I haven’t learned anything from them. I have, most definitely. Rather, that sameness reaches the point where I grow bored with them.
In a way, all the cancellations in 2020 were somewhat of a blessing. I not only missed the in-person engagement with readers but I missed browsing the schedule to select which panels/workshops I would attend. I missed the interaction with other writers, doable via ZOOM but not the same as sitting in the hotel bar and talking writing over a decent bourbon.
I was looking forward to a regular schedule of writing conferences in 2021, but we’ve not only still got COVID, we’ve also got COVID variants. All except one of the conferences I’ve attended in 2021 have remained virtual.
Now, let’s talk about the one that wasn’t.
The Creatures, Crimes, and Creativity Con–aka C3–is the brainchild of crime author Austin Camacho and his staff at Intrigue Publishing. This year was the ninth year of existence and the eighth con. The 2020 C3 was canceled by COVID. And this year–my third time attending–C3 was an in-person event. Yay!
NOTE: Don’t get me wrong. I think we still should be limiting large indoor events. There was a vaccination requirement at the hotel, and the state C3 was held in has a good vaccination rate and attitude toward vaccination. If it had been in a state currently in a COVID surge, I wouldn’t have gone. Masks weren’t mandatory at C3’s events, which was a disappointment. I was definitely in the minority with my constant mask-wearing.
Now, you’ll find panels on creatures (sci-fi and fantasy fiction), crimes (police procedurals, PIs, mysteries, and espionage fiction), and creativity (craft), but it’s also designed to be a “fan con,” a place for fans of the attending authors to come interact with the authors, get books signed, etc. This year, there weren’t many fans, but the number of authors in attendance gave it that “con” feel.
And there’s very little repetition, thanks in part to the attention to detail by Camacho and his staff.
In the three times I’ve gone, there have always been fresh takes on topics of interest to the authors of the above genres.
I mean, where else do you have “Noir at the Bar?” No where. Only C3. Where else could you meet the author of one of the most famous thrillers, who was also a keynote speaker? Only at the 2021 C3 could I meet James Grady, who wrote one of my favorite espionage books, Six Days of the Condor.
And it’s refreshing to be at a writing con where genre and indie authors are not only welcome but celebrated.
I remained pretty much on a high after my writer’s retreat at the end of August, but the weekend of September 10-12 extended that inspiration. It was great to experience what I loved the most about C3–the atmosphere, the panels, the people.
I’m looking forward to next year.
If you’re interested in learning more about the Creatures, Crime, and Creativity (C3) con, go to its website.
In a recent virtual writing workshop, the participants were chatting on ZOOM before the session started, and a writer who knows my work asked me, “How do you keep it all straight?” Meaning, all the tasks and activities associated with being my own publisher and publicist.
Sometimes I wonder myself.
First, I have planning experience. The last 10 years or so of my federal career, we were actively into planning, setting goals, figuring out the steps to meet those goals, etc. And meeting those goals was critical, but the outcome of that seemed illogical to me, i.e., you didn’t meet a goal, your budget got reduced; meet the goal and your budget got increased. I argued that not meeting a goal was a result of lack of resources and that I should get more money to address that. Logic is sometimes not Uncle Sam’s forte.
But I digress.
Planning appeals to me on two levels. One, I’m a bit obsessive compulsive. I like things all planned out with permutations and potential obstacles. Second, that corresponds with having been a pilot who had to use a checklist for everything.
For my authorship I have, you might say, a massive checklist, the 2021 Author’s Planner by Audrey Ann Hughey, who happens to be my marketing consultant. Regardless, this planner appeals to me because of that step-by-step checklist-like approach to planning and goal-setting. I start each year with an annual plan, break that down into monthly plans, then weekly plans, and finally daily plans–all in one, comprehensive, and flexible planner.
I honestly think without this planner, I’d lose track of half the stuff I’m supposed to do.
As Col. John “Hannibal” Smith used to say in The A-Team, “I love it when a plan comes together.” Thanks to my Author Planner, my plans do come together.
P.S. Look for the 2022 Author Planner coming soon. Oh, and you can also get an undated one to start at any point in the year. PAD