Another movie deal for John Twelve Hawks

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Source: johntwelvehawks.com

We learned this week that the mysterious John Twelve Hawks has sold the movie rights to his next book. It was first reported in Deadline Hollywood, and the industry is buzzing with the news.

John Twelve Hawks, you will recall, is the author of the bestselling Fourth Realm Trilogy, which (in my opinion) is some of the best science fiction to come along in years. No one knows Twelve Hawks’ real identity, not even his publisher and agent. He lives off the grid. There has been much speculation by people in the publishing industry who consider themselves savvy that John Twelve Hawks is a pseudonym for James Frey, a hustler of a writer who has made a bunch of money and taken a lot of heat after accusations that he made up a bunch of stuff in his memoir. He subsequently went on Oprah and Larry King to account for himself.

However, I think the James Frey theory is bunk, not least because I’ve gotten to know John Twelve Hawks a little, through email.

It’s strange how it happened. No joke, I was stretched out reading the thrilling conclusion of the third book of the trilogy, The Golden City, when I heard the email chime from the iMac. I got up to check mail and could hardly believe it when I found it was an email from my new favorite writer, John Twelve Hawks. How often does it happen that, when you’re reading a book, email comes in from the author, out of the clear blue sky? But Ken can testify that this is true, because actually John Twelve Hawks’ email went to Ken first, because Ken’s email address was easier to find. John Twelve Hawks asked Ken to forward the email to me.

The reason Twelve Hawks emailed me was to ask permission to reprint on another web site a blog post I had written on Internet privacy. Of course I gave him permission to do that. Since then (that was in 2010), we’ve exchanged a few emails.

There are several reasons why I think the James Frey theory of John Twelve Hawks’ identify is bunk. For one, Frey is a hustler and appears to have much more interest in money than truth. I believe that John Twelve Hawks is sincere, particularly in his commitment to freedom from surveillance. I don’t think that a busy businessman of a writer like James Frey would take the time to slum with provincial bloggers like me or to take note of something I had written on Internet privacy. Frey has more profitable fish to fry.

In any case, I can’t wait for Twelve Hawks’ next book. If you haven’t read the trilogy, I recommend it. Warner Brothers has bought the movie rights to Twelve Hawks’ first three books. All of which means that John Twelve Hawks is now a pretty rich man. I seriously doubt that Twelve Hawks is using the money for new hustles, as James Frey would be doing. Rather, I suspect that Twelve Hawks’ is using the money to buy himself more peace and quiet and more writing time at his hideaway in rural Ireland, wherever that place may be. I suspect County Kerry, though, because Skellig Michael is used as a location in the trilogy. When the movie comes out, expect some thrilling helicopter shots from Skellig Michael.


Below, an email from John Twelve Hawks dated May 24, 2013

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Ken dines in Dingle (without me)

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Photos by Ken Ilgunas

Ken is in Ireland, near the end of a six-week trip to England, France, Scotland, Northern Ireland, and Ireland. He’ll be home in a few days.

I insisted that, while he is in Dingle in County Kerry, he have dinner at my favorite place — Benners Hotel. This evening he emailed me photos from Dingle, including a photo of his Sunday night supper. Pricey, wasn’t it, Ken?

I’ve stayed at Benners Hotel in Dingle on both my trips to Ireland. The food is excellent. Dingle is a charming fishing village on the coast of County Kerry. And County Kerry is on the west coast of Ireland. One of the great things about the Kerry coast is that the highest mountain in Ireland is right up against the sea, making for some rugged terrain and wild scenery. Off the coast lie the mysterious skelligs — the spires of rock jutting out of the sea. Some of the skelligs are like small islands. There was a tiny monastery on Skellig Michael during the Middle Ages.

No doubt Ken will have more photos from County Kerry later on.

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A photo of the Dingle harbor that I took on my last trip there.

He’s back …

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Orson Scott Card, right. Source: Wikipedia

If you’re at all familiar with science fiction and with movies, then you know that Orson Scott Card is a controversial writer of science fiction who won both the Nebula and Hugo awards in 1985 for Ender’s Game. Ender’s Game has finally been made into a movie, and it will open Nov. 1, starring Harrison Ford and Asa Butterfield.

For years, Card wrote a weekly column for a small conservative newspaper in Greensboro, North Carolina. He frequently aired his controversial political views in the column, ensuring that he stayed in trouble with the literate intelligentsia, who don’t take kindly to right-wing thinking. That run of columns ended in April when the Rhino Times closed. But this month, the Rhino Times resumed publication with a new owner, and Card’s column is back. Here’s a link to his new column.

So far, Card has avoided controversy in the new column and has written mostly about food. No doubt the folks in Hollywood have asked him to avoid controversy, because some groups are already organizing boycotts of the movie version of Ender’s Game.

Though I totally don’t get Card’s politics, or his religion, I can’t be too hard on him. He’s an old friend, and we got to know each other back in the 1980s when I operated a computer bulletin board system named Science Fiction Writers Network. At the time, I was located near Winston-Salem, and Card was in Greensboro. So we were practically neighbors. I and some other local fans threw a big dinner for Card at a hotel in Greensboro to celebrate Ender’s Game winning the Nebula and Hugo awards. Also, Card was a guest for dinner at my place at least a couple of times.

Some other time, I’ll talk about the golden age of computer bulletin boards (early 1980s). I was in the thick of that golden age.

Anyway, I’m not going to criticize Card here. I still greatly respect his views on literature and storytelling. And because he influenced my own views so much many years ago, I’ve assimilated more than a little of Card’s literary DNA.

If you haven’t read Ender’s Game, it’s a classic. By all means read the book before you see the movie.

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The title page from my autographed first edition of Ender’s Game

Did you change your bookmarks?

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This blog has been copied — lock, stock and barrel — from crippledcollie.com, where the blog was started in 2007. This will be the blog’s new home, though I’ll update both domains in parallel (probably for months) to give everyone time to move here. Eventually, crippledcollie.com will be retired, and all the new material will be here. However, I am in no hurry to retire crippledcollie.com, which gets about 5,000 visitors per week. Since 2007, I’ve written so many posts on so many subjects that a lot of people land here with Google searches. I don’t want to lose all that Google traffic.

Note that when you visit the Into the Woods blog here in the new domain, all the existing posts have been copied here, going all the way back to 2007. You’ll find a simpler, fresher look. Photos will display slightly larger. And, because the new blog uses the latest version of WordPress, I’m hoping that comments will be easier.

The Into the Woods blog will continue to focus on simple living in rural America. But because Acorn Abbey is increasingly involved in publishing, a new domain, appropriately named, with some shift in focus seems appropriate.

I’ll have more information soon on the next book to come out of Acorn Abbey. That will be Fugue in Ursa Major, a science fiction novel by David Dalton. The novel is finished and is now being edited. Soon the novel will be in the hands of my three distinguished reader/advisers. After that, there will be more editing and minor revisions before it’s published. Publication should happen in late November or December.

I’m going to self-publish Fugue in Ursa Major. The odds of finding a commercial publisher are terrible. Self-publishing is no longer stigmatized. I’ve been in publishing all my life, so it’s easy work. There will be a trade paperback version available through Amazon, as well as an Kindle edition and an edition for Apple iBooks.

Moral Monday in Stokes County


Earline Parmon, state senator for Forsyth County (click on images for high-res version)

North Carolina’s urban counties have been having Moral Monday events, but I’m wondering if Stokes County isn’t one of the few small, rural counties to do it. The turnout was not exactly tremendous — less than a hundred. But the speeches were fiery.

While listening to several dynamic and experienced African-American speakers at today’s event, I had a breakthrough realization about why it has been so difficult to organize rural white Southerners against fracking. African-Americans learned how to organize and fight decades ago. Rural white people are just getting started.


Linda Hall Hicks, a retired schoolteacher and member of the No Fracking in Stokes steering committee


Ann Meadows, also a retired schoolteacher and member of the No Fracking in Stokes steering committee

Promontories


Ken Ilgunas on Pilot Mountain. Click on image for larger version.

Ken has been here for much of the summer. His next adventure will be to the British Isles and Ireland, starting in September.

Those of us who live in Stokes County like to remind people that Stokes County has its own little mountain range — the Saura Mountains. These mountains have some excellent promontories. There is Hanging Rock State Park near Danbury, and Pilot Mountain, which is in Surry County just over the Stokes County line. The photo above was taken at Pilot Mountain.

All the varmints are eating well

All up and down the food chain, everybody has eaten well this summer. This is because of the generous rain and the lushness it has produced. I have never seen so many rabbits. The vole population has recovered from its winter minimum. One sees deer twins all over the place. There are lots of wild turkeys with lots of little ones. The finches are in the meadows, feasting on seed. There are oodles of bugs and butterflies, terrapins, and baby snakes (which I see only out on the paved road while walking).

I will never forget the summer of 2013.