Tag: flying

After nearly twenty years flying for the Navy, I’m pretty used to the reaction when people learn I’m a pilot.  The general flavor of the response varies from mild reverence to downright aww-shucks-I-jus’-met-a-rockstar astonishment. 

It’s easy to understand why.  Airplanes and helicopters are complex machines, constructed of literally thousands of components designed to hold together, create lift, produce thrust, and, for some larger aircraft, convey several hundred thousand pounds of passengers, fuel, and cargo into the heavens–to travel thousands of miles and touchdown with nary a scratch at a distant airfield at the other end. 

I suppose people figure any guy or gal who knows how to safely operate that kind of equipment must have half a clue.

On the other hand, tell someone you’re a writer or you want to be a writer–I don’t have a lot of experience with this one yet, but I think I’ve got a reasonable sense of it–and you get a very different reaction.  Unless you’re on the New York Times Best Seller List, or had your latest novel made into a blockbuster movie starring Matt Damon and Kate Beckinsale (or whoever the latest Hollywood A-listers are), you aren’t likely to get much of a reaction at all.  Perhaps some mild interest, perhaps a few questions about who you write like, or a comment about the horrible novels the questioner was forced to read in high school or college. 

Don’t get me wrong.  People LOVE writers; they’re just not all that impressed when they meet one on the street.

I think this is wrong.  Here’s why: take a look at these two pictures. 

Which one–an aircraft or typewriter–do you think is more difficult to operate?

By now, you’ve probably figured out what I’m gonna say.  The answer IMHO is that the typewriter is more difficult to operate–especially when writing fiction.

Before you decide I’m off my rocker, let me fill you in on my logic.  Sure, there are two million switches in that there cockpit, and what the hell are all those dials for?  I mean–just look at it!  It looks like something out of Star Wars or something.  That’s what you’re thinking, right?

Then there’s the lowly typewriter–now grownup into a computer.  Forty-eight keys–give or take–and the durn thing don’t even need electricity!  What could be simpler?

But I tell ya, I’ve been flying for nearly twenty years and writing fiction on and off for ten.  What I’ve learned in that time is that, when flying an airplane, all those gages and dials are telling me where to go.  The entire inside of an aircraft cockpit is designed to feed as much information to the pilot as possible, and pilots are generally talking to ground control on the radio to get directions on their next heading, altitude or frequency change.  As complex as it looks, in practice the whole process is pretty much paint by numbers.

But sit in front of a typewriter and figure out where to go next.  The typewriter gives you no information.  If you think the inside of an aircraft cockpit is intimidating, consider a blank page when you’re writing fiction on deadline.  What’s the next thing to happen in your story?  What does your MC do?  Geez, it ain’t easy!  😀

That’s why I think writers should get more respect.  And that’s why I’m in this game.  Writing fiction is, hands down, the hardest thing I’ve ever done–and that’s why I’m still trying to get on paper the stories I’ve been carrying around in my head all these years.

So what do you think about my little theory?  Met any really cool writers recently?  How do you measure the complexity of writing fiction against your day job?  😀

First, don’t forget about Christine’s You’ve Come A Long Way, Baby! Blogfest tomorrow!  Go sign up here!  And check back tomorrow when I totally embarrass myself with an old piece of my really bad fiction.  I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about it.

As luck would have it, I’m flying every day for the rest of the week, which promises to put a dent in my fiction output–and also means, after tomorrow, you won’t be hearing from me until the weekend.  Turns out internet access in Kosovo and Serbia is pretty spotty.

So I thought I’d share a few photos of my new office with you.  I’ve been back to flying about six months now, and I tell you flying a real aircraft is much better than flying a desk.

This is the mighty C-26 (pic by yours truly, on the ramp in Rota, Spain), the aircraft I’m flying now.  It’s been nearly fifteen years since I flew a fixed-wing aircraft (the Navy trains all their pilots to fly fixed-wing first), and it’s been a real joy getting back in the cockpit, and getting to see a little of Europe in the process.

She flies pretty nice, and she’s equipped with some nice avionics and navigational equipment, which means it’s easy to get from point A to point B without too much trouble.  It’s a far cry from my Huey days when we used road maps to figure out where we were going.

We’re privy to some pretty spectacular views along the way.  Here’s Mount Etna, shrouded in clouds, off the right wing.

And this is a pic of the entire island of Corsica.  The visibility that day was truly amazing.

Yep, it’s a pretty good time.  Just for giggles, I uploaded this short video of a jaunt over the Alps.  And of course, if you have any flying related questions, feel free to ask.  Enjoy the video, stay groovy and we’ll catch up with you this weekend.