I attended Chasercon 2014 in February (almost didn’t make it because of the raging winter storm between Pennsylvania and Denver), and as always, it was a good time. A bit more subdued than usual, given that it was the first one since the event’s co-founder Tim Samaras was killed, along with his Twistex crew (more about that in another post). Nevertheless, it remained a bastion of weather freaks and geeks celebrating “the wonder of nature, baby!”
Which brings up another real loss to storm chasers everywhere — the passing of Philip Seymour Hoffman, the actor who played the inimitable Dusty in the movie, Twister. I don’t think I’m alone in believing his character MADE that flick. He was amazing, and his character uttered some of the most memorable lines in chaserdom. What a loss, and a terrible waste of tremendous talent.
But I digress. What I actually want to share about Chasercon was that I got to meet another interesting young man, Blake Naftel. Blake is a storm chaser, videographer, and the very best kind of storm geek. You can learn about him on his Facebook page, but I got to learn about him in person. I interviewed Blake for a story I was writing about storm chasing and Chasercon for Evolve magazine, a digital-only publication. He’s a cool guy with lots of interests, but his passion is severe weather and storm chasing.
Blake Naftel, storm chaser and videographer
Blake has begun a project I believe will only grow in importance as our planet warms and we experience more frequent and more intense storms. He has dedicated himself to the significant task of chronicling the history of storm chasing, for science, fun and profit. As a history buff myself, I so appreciate what Blake’s trying to do, and as a chaser, I’m grateful for it. His work will give us all a greater appreciation for what this pursuit was when it first began, and how it has evolved to become the high-stakes game it is today, in every way.
Blake has created a Facebook page for the Storm Chasing History Project, and just recently launched a dedicated website to it, as well. I strongly urge you to check it out, and if you’re at all inclined, consider donating to his startup funding campaign, which is about to begin soon. You can imagine what it’s going to cost in money, energy, time and other resources to document more than forty years of storm chasing. And let’s face it — when he’s done, we’ll all benefit from the knowledge he’s gained and the information he’s gathered together for everyone to study and enjoy, from here on.
Decided it was time to name this blog, since “blog” is kinda boring. And as I develop Stormy and the cast of characters in The Storm Diaries, you’ll come to understand why I picked the name “The Storm Whisperer.” But I think it works, regardless, don’t you? Since we’ll be talking about all things extreme weather and the hold these phenomena have on us. Stay tuned…
Here’s a video I found today of the massive, multi-vortex beast of a tornado that roared through Henryville, Indiana last Friday during the March 1st outbreak. LANGUAGE ALERT — the guy who shot this vid was clearly “blown away” (okay, pun intended) by what he was witnessing, and he expresses his awe in a not unexpected way.
Fact of the matter is, though, that many of us have this tendency to be mesmerized by nature’s extremes. Heaven knows I am! And you — you likely wouldn’t be here reading this if you weren’t one of us.
So what is it about screaming wind, pounding hail, torrential rain, blinding snow, raging floods and tempest-tossed seas that get us going? Is it the violence? The uncertainty? The sheer power? Or just plain adrenaline rush-inducing qualities? For many of us, it’s not any one but usually a combination of all of the foregoing. And it’s likely been so since the first time our prehistoric forebears witnessed the first bolt of lighting snake its jaggedy way down from the heavens to spark a grass fire or split a tree in half as it exploded into fire.
But it’s only been recently that it’s become acceptable — cool, even — to admit that we’re weather geeks, or weather weenies or storm freaks or even storm chasers. Most of us who’ve gone through the training wear our orange-and-black SkyWarn colors with pride, but until very recently, most people had never even heard of the spotter program, much less known what it’s all about. And we’ve almost all had the experience to one degree or another, of being dismissed as a joke at best or a having our sanity called into question at worst, if we had the temerity to come out of the closet as a severe weather aficionado. And for that reason, we have mostly kept to ourselves.
And now, finally, authors are writing books about extreme weather. Not just nonfiction as they always have, but really good fiction. I enjoyed Jenna Blum’s The Storm Chasers this past summer, and am just about to start Landstrike! from Ken Bass. These aren’t goofy stories with no basis in reality, but completely plausible tales built around accepted meteorological tenets, with a strong drama line thrown in. I’m thankful for these titles and look forward to more, but — with apologies to Bono — I still haven’t found what I’m lookin’ for.
One of the first rules a young writer learns is “Write what you know.” Later on, when that writer realizes what a limitation this is, s/he learns to research so s/he can know more, and consequently, write more. Then, eventually, the writer begins to feel frustrated, because s/he has some very specific kinds of things s/he wants to read about, but those particular books don’t exist. And so the rule that more mature writers finally hear when they complain about this is, “Write what you want to read and wish you could find.”
And that’s why I’m writing The Storm Diaries.
I’m what used to be referred to as a jack-of-all-trades: competent at many things, master of none. These days, it’s referred to as ADD. I just think I get bored easily and can get a little bit obsessive at times about stuff that really interests me. And I want to read about someone kind of like me: Someone who’s interested in many things, who has eclectic tastes, but has found a few things that really turn on her passion. Who’s smart but not too smart, adventuresome without being obnoxious, brave but not necessarily heroic, but who has strong personal convictions about things and doesn’t let the world tell her what to do. And one of those passions is extreme weather.
Stormy McLeod is that someone, and it’s at this point where any resemblance between us ends. Because Stormy’s good enough at math and science to be a really good meteorologist. I can’t even balance my checkbook. She’s infinitely patient, toiling away day after day as a forensic meteo on cases that aren’t exactly exciting, so she can save up her money and her vacation time to go out with a few friends to chase storms every spring. I’ve been storm chasing once and will probably have to save up for another five years before I can go again, because I can’t work at a job that doesn’t excite me. And the list goes on.
But we do share that love of the mystery and raw power of extreme weather, and I can’t wait to explore this shared passion in depth through Stormy my alter-ego, and her cast of family, friends and colleagues.