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Awakening to Poincare’s Recurrence Theorem



See what I did there with the title? I was clever I was, quick to include the subjects of today’s meanderings.

I’ve been working on a new book, something which tends to send my brainmatter searching for new signals to sift through, decipher, and otherwise expand my sphere of knowledge. One such signal came in the form of a book titled From Eternity To Here by Sean Carroll. In short, it’s a book which attempts to understand and breakdown the origins, present course, and future possibilities of time. No small feat, to be sure. Add to that the fact that I’m a complete scientific layman, and what you get is one hell of a weird time. Luckily, Carroll seemed prepared for that and has plenty of explanations for the complex ideas littered throughout the book.

That said, being more creative souls rather than a scientist, most fiction writers (myself included) will tend to latch on to certain bits and pieces in books like this and obsess and run away with them, fixating and dissecting whilst sometimes even ignoring the original purpose of the information all together. While lazily flipping through the chapter titled “Recurring Nightmares,” I stumbled across Poincare’s Recurrence Theorem and that’s exactly what happened.

The gist of the theorem is, thankfully, simple enough: Given a finite amount of space and enough time, moving objects will always return to their original configuration. Seems simple. So what do I do with it? I start thinking about how that applies to the web of life that I operate within and wonder: If this is true in physics, quantum or otherwise, is it also true in philosophy? Will everything in my life at some point, given enough time, realign with an earlier configuration?

If the above is true, if relationships, social statuses, successes, and failures come full circle, does that negate any progress that you’ve made? In other words, will you always step back without having gained, step forward without complete understanding of the forces which compel you? Lots of questions which, unfortunately, I don’t have the answers too. Instead, I have guesses, the main thrust of which is that yes, it is true. Sort of.

I think that, at varying points in our lives, we’re all offered opportunities to reconnect with one another; to go home again; to reset. I think that they’re just that though: opportunities. It isn’t mandatory, you needn’t be compliant with what’s put in front of you, and you may not even recognize the opportunity (the first time around) for what it is. Likewise, I think the universe has a funny way of bringing you full circle every once in awhile in order to take stock of your life and see if you made it to where you intended to go and to review how you got there. You retain what you’ve gained but you’re presented with a perspective you may not have looked through in awhile.

There are some subtleties attached to the theory, not the least of which being, in the case of an orbiting planet which moves in finite revolutions, there are infinite points on the road it travels, even if it doesn’t wander beyond a fixed path. In this case, Carroll writes that it’s not something worth quibbling over, that, in fact, even Poincare would say it was a case where “almost” was good enough when the realignment occurs at a point close to the original. I think that’s the case here. When we’re brought back around and set to taking stock of ourselves, we’re nearly at the same starting point we began at, so close, in some cases, as to cause the two points to be indecipherable from one another. “Almost” is good enough. You’re presented with a figurative beginning point again yet armed, hopefully, with a store of experience and hard-won knowledge with which you might move forward. Whether or not it’s in the same direction or one just a tad off to the right is up to you.

Stephen King has, with great success, explored this in a direct and poignant way in a story which I won’t name here (keeping it spoiler free). Suffice it to say that a main character was presented with a situation and failed to act as he/she should have. The result was that he/she was thrust back to the beginning with hardly any recollection of what would come in his/her future, yet is shown to have acted differently in his/her past leading up to this realignment/return to his/her beginning. In other words they, in some small capacity, learned from their mistakes and would begin again with an opportunity to succeed which they’d lacked previously. Their experiences had been imprinted, if not remembered in a recognizable fashion.

Of course, taking everything a step into that direction, one has to start asking one’s self – what would you do if you could do it all again but didn’t know what you did the first time? Think you’d do the same things again or would chance come into play?

Or maybe you only know snippets. Maybe you’re the only one who remembers. Then again, maybe you’re not. Do you obsess over the fragments of dream-memory or do you simply move forward? The fun really begins, in this case, when one person tries to stick to the script while somebody else goes off the reservation.

Then what?

Ramblings of a madman here. I imagine this will require bearing out in something but it’ll have to wait. Into the notes it goes, to be retrieved in months or years when a story explodes from it. Until then, curious what you guys think: do we get a figurative do-over from time to time? A literal one at the end of the road?

Next up? How about a peak at some artwork from Awakening Volume Two?

Chapter 7 - Cover

Chapter 7 – Cover

That right there is the “cover” to what would’ve been issue 7 (which is now chapter 7). Even though we knew going into it that Volume Two was going to be hardcover only (i.e. no floppies), we wanted to keep the format seamless with Volume One. Plus, doing covers is always a good excuse for Alex to cut loose and, in a single image, help prepare you for what’s coming.

As best you can, anyway…

Popgun Snowtopia



It all started with a signing. I’ll be the asshole sitting on the back of his chair.

(In order L-R: Vito Delsante, Elizabeth Purvis, Adam Knave, Frank Stockton, Jeff Powell, Joe Flood, me, Maximo Lorenzo, Jason Ibarra)

(In order L-R: Vito Delsante, Elizabeth Purvis, Adam Knave, Frank Stockton, Jeff Powell, Joe Flood, me, Maximo Lorenzo, Jason Ibarra)


The southern New York area got pissed on the Tuesday before the signing: sleet, snow, freezing rain, regular rain. Basically, anything the sky could throw at us that was (mostly) seasonally appropriate. As such, I wasn’t sure a lot of people would make it to the signing. Sure, NYC is hearty (and, in this case, managed to escape with less damage than we did further north) but who likes coming out when the world is a mess of grey/black sludge? When the signing started, it seemed that everyone had rushed to their shelters, giving nary a thought to the stalwart group of Popgun Volume 4 contributors desperately awaiting their love at Jim Hanley’s Universe.

We laughed and joked, we heckled the one or two people who were there at the onset (shit, I even signed a guy’s Spider-Man comics for fun. Confession: Never worked on a Spider-Man book, still waiting for Marvel to call. The guy didn’t care though, so I signed happily). Then, after about 45-minutes, it seemed as though floodgates opened.

There was a line-up of people and we were moving books down the table like a well-oiled assembly line. To those watching closely, it was weirdly reminiscent of an old New York sweatshop. When the dust settled and we looked around us, tended our wounded and mourned those lost, we all realized something:

We sold out of books.

The event was a huge success and, honestly, even if we’d sold one book I still would’ve had a blast hanging out with new and old friends like Vito, Adam, and Maximo. To everyone who made it out, thanks for coming. To those who couldn’t, it’s cool, we’re still friends. I mean, you DID pick up a copy of the book, right?

In other news, this is what it looks like outside the house right now:

Snowtopia

Snowtopia

Remember I said that the Tuesday before the signing was a bit of a mess? Well it was nothing compared to the day(s) after.

All told, at present we’ve had between 16″ and 18″ of heavy snow come crashing down on us. It’s still flurrying just a bit, but the majority of the excitement is over. After all, how many more trees can come crashing down across our street?

None Shall Pass

None Shall Pass

Yeah, that puppy’s blocking one end of the street. Luckily, when it came down it just missed our neighbor’s cars and, even though it knocked down a couple of telephone cables, managed not to disconnect any.

The other end of the street?

Yep, those are power lines

Yep, those are power lines

What this picture doesn’t show is the fact that, after 1am last night when the tree came down, no plows were able to pass through. Between being unable to pass and those low-hanging power lines (zap!), they would be completely stuck after a certain point. The one unfortunate sucker who happened across the tree had to back his plow allllllll the way back down the hilly, icy, barely-wide-enough-for-one-normal-car road. Did I mention the precariously parked cars on the side of the road? As such, both ends of the street are, for all intents and purposes, impassable.

But hey, what’s wrong with being shut in with the family for a while, right? I mean, I’ve got plenty of work to do, plus we’ve got movies to watch and LOST to catch up on (we’re starting from the beginning, since Jackie’s never seen it and I haven’t watched since the start of Season 3. We’ve already cleared Season 1). Even now, there’s certainly at LEAST one or two other things I should be focusing on. I’ve got a pitch brewing (and, therefore, an artist to find) and a screenplay (yar, that’s right) that begs for development.

But we’re going to be stuck here for awhile, no way out to the main roads, and we can’t let it, can’t can’t let it get us. You hear it, don’t you? The skittering in the walls and the scratching at the window?   Maybe I’ve been down here for too long.  I think I hear LOST firing up.

All work and no play…

Right?

REBUILT: Redefining the Spaces That Define Us


Quick reminder, NYC-area comic fans – Tonight I’ll be signing at Jim Hanley’s Universe NYC for today’s release of Popgun Volume 4! The anthology features Rusted: Faded Signal, the first of a series of interconnected shorts written by yours truly and illustrated by the inimitable Alex Eckman-Lawn. We finished this particular story last May so we’re both PUMPED to see it out today.

Sadly, Alex won’t be able to make the signing today. We’ve got all sorts of nasty weather that came through yesterday and is coming through later in the week, which means Alex has to finish up work on his solo gallery debut.


WHAT?! Solo gallery show?!


Fuck yes. Cool people (that’s you) in the Philly or NYC-area, (or anywhere commutable to Philly) need to get out next Friday night, March 5th, from 6-9pm to check out the show. Info to follow after the invite:


REBUILT: Redifining the Spaces That Define Us

REBUILT: Redifining the Spaces That Define Us


You can save and print the image, or just plug the following into your ol’ internet compass or whatever it is you kids do these days:

Proximity

2434 East Dauphin Street,

Philadelphia, PA 19125

Hope to see some of you tonight at Jim Hanley’s and more of you next week at the opening. Because you’re awesome. And we love you.

Let’s Go Exploring

First some exciting announcements!

Item the first! Two exciting events, particularly for those in the NYC area, celebrating the release of Popgun Vol. 4 (featuring a short written by me and illustrated by Alex, Rusted: Faded Signal).  On February 16th @ 8PM, come check out The Comic Book Club, a weekly live show at The Pit, where I’ll be hanging out with Popgun editor Adam Knave and writer Vito Delsante. We’ll be whoring ourselves out and laughing it up so come hang out and have a blast!

Tuesday, February 16th @ 8:00 PM

Tickets: $5
Online: ThePIT-NYC.com
Phone: 1-800-838-3006
Questions? 212-563-7488

The Peoples Improv Theater
154 West 29th Street, 2nd Floor
Between 6th and 7th Aves.

Check out the website:
http://www.popcultureshock.com/comicbookclub

The second event is a Popgun signing extravaganza on February 24th, from 6-8pm at Jim Hanley’s Universe, with Alex Eckman-Lawn, Frank Stockton, Jeff Powell, Jason Ibarra, Vito Delsante, and Joe Flood! Come by and meet some awesome creators, grab a copy of the new Popgun released that day, and hey, maybe grab a copy of Awakening Volume One if you haven’t already (wag of the finger) or get yours signed if you already have it (tip of the hat)!

Item the Second! We just received an extremely flattering review courtesy of The San Francisco Book Review (we’re on page 12), who said “[Awakening is] near, if not at, the pinnacle of the best execution of a zombie graphic novel. It breathes death into the dead fad, and somehow, in contradiction, brings it back to life by doing so! Trust me on this.” In honor of such heaping kindnesses, I can’t resist putting up a couple of new pages from Awakening Volume Two. Alex is going crazy on this book. Bask in his glory:

Awakening Volume Two Preview

Awakening Volume Two Preview 02

Awakening Volume Two Preview 03

The other day, feeling a little burnt out on a new something I’d been smashing away at for the past few weeks, I doubled back and finished a short story that had been sitting in a drawer, waiting to be scritched and scratched with my red pen of justice. I finished it with gusto.

The new something in question was making me a bit uncomfortable, not because of what it was about but because it was unfamiliar territory. I needed to re-orient myself, find a touch stone I recognized, a street corner near home. After looking back over my shoulder and seeing home I was ready to move forward. I was reminded of one of my favorite Calvin and Hobbes strips. Might’ve been the last one, actually. A fresh snow had just fallen and the world was unrecognizable, full of possibilities. Calvin looked at Hobbes and said,

“It’s a magical world, Hobbes old buddy. Let’s go exploring”

So it is. Let’s go.

“Death is a portal through which gods and men alike must pass…”



Even in the metaphysical sense, if you don’t believe in anything higher on the cosmic food chain than ourselves, you should be able to get behind this. After all, couldn’t the transition from holy to mythology be considered death to even the idea of a deity? Or, at the very least, a demotion en route to getting canned, just the first stop on the road to extinction? Though he’s not the first to explore it, my first experience with this sort of thing was thanks to Neil Gaiman, in both Sandman and then American Gods. It’s pretty much been on my mind since.

I’ve also got Sir James Frazer on the brain this morning, hence the title of this post. While I haven’t been reading The Golden Bough, from which the quote is taken, I have been digging through Tim Taylor’s excellent The Buried Soul, which explores the invention of ‘death’, the idea, and the development of the human concept of the soul from an archaeological perspective as some research for the post-Awakening Volume Two book Alex and I are doing. On that same count, if anybody can recommend a definitive, unexpurgated version of The Golden Bough I’d be thrilled. It seems like there are a few too many to choose from for me to be comfortable hunting and pecking through.

In other writing news, I’m pretty excited to note that I finished the first draft on my first non-comic short story in more than five years yesterday. It’s just a baby, only 4,000 words in its current state, but I’m still excited. I’ve mentioned it in interviews, but part of what drove me to write comics when I first started giving it a whirl five or six years ago was my complete distaste with my own straight fiction narrative. A lot of it, all short fiction, read more like an outline for something larger with very cold and detached direction, not unlike a script. After years of studying (not formally, just reading anything and writing comics), I decided it was time to dive back in and see where it takes me. So far so good and I think more is on the way in the coming weeks and months. I’m planning on making 2010 the year of the short…

Some miscellany for you:

Just found this last night, copies of Awakening Volume One which Alex and I signed for Lone Star Comics are available on their website. May be a fun last-minute holiday gift for the noir or zombie fan whom you hold close to your heart. For those of you new to the site, be sure to check out the Awakening Comixography by following the link here, or check out the entire Comixography via the nav bar at the top of the page.

Tweeted by Templesmith, PR Newswire points out the Top 10 PR Blunders of 2009. Some amazing stuff. And when I say amazing, I mean horrifyingly stupid.

Just watched Drag Me to Hell last night, and it was everything I would expect from a fun Raimi horror flick. The last 20-minutes were disappointingly obvious, which led to a bit of a ‘hurry up and end’ face from me but overall I was pretty happy with it. My biggest gripe was the use of CG where traditional effects would’ve matched both the feel of the movie and the history of the filmmaker much better. The same could be said for a few flicks though, (::cough:: Crystal Skull ::cough::), and seems to just be indicative of the times.

I was more enthusiastic about Quantum of Solace. What an amazing movie. Buyer beware though: if you didn’t like Casino Royale, or if you don’t remember it, you may want to stay away or refresh yourself, depending on how you felt about it. This was a direct sequel which picked up shortly after the end of Casino and didn’t explain itself for the benefit of initiates in the audience. I liked that. You rarely see movies with the same type of continuity you get out of, say, sequential fiction, picking up the story with the next ‘issue’ so to speak. It was welcome to not have to sit through 20-minutes explaining who these people were and why I should care, and more welcome that it wasn’t avoided because it was a new story but because they’d already been through all that in the first go ’round. Last I heard this new series is planned as a trilogy or quadrilogy, and I hope it’s true. Looking forward to the next one immensely.

Website note the first, if you’d like to leave a comment you have to click on the title of the entry of choice on the front page. You’ll be brought into that entry and a comment field will be hanging out at the bottom of the page. As I stumble across other quirks, I’ll let you all know.

Off to begin another short while yesterday’s cools off a bit. Happy Friday, everyone.

- Nick

Go For Launch

NickTapalansky.com


Welcome to the All New! All Different! NickTapalansky.com!



Well folks, it finally happened – the site is up, running, and full of awesome. I’ve spent the last two years updating upwards of three blogs (two on MySpace, one on Blogger) and at some point recently I realized, hey now, that’s a bit silly. For those of you wondering why those hotspots of the interweb haven’t been updated in over a month, this site is why. This is going to be your one-stop shop complete with all sorts of pretty cool stuff to check out, like:


  1. Full chapters and Behind The Scenes artwork from Awakening Volume One and Volume Two – just check out the Awakening Section in Comixography.

  2. Previews of upcoming stories, like Rusted: Faded Signal and Perhapanauts: A Grim’s Haunt, also in the Comixography.

  3. Some of my scripts, for the curious, over in the Scripts section.

  4. There’s even a Trailers section which, right now, is housing the trailer for Awakening Volume One!



And all this stuff is just the beginning – I’ll be updating more regularly here, including new comic previews as I have them and more Behind The Scenes stuff.

Update those bookmarks, kids – it’s about to get exciting. To keep up with all my in the moment musings and site updates, why don’t you go ahead and give me a Follow on Twitter too. I’ll do my level best to keep it interesting for you.

Thanks for popping in – be sure to tell all your pals where the party’s at.

- Nick