The Drabblecast has produced a podcast of my story All the Young Kirks and Their Good Intentions. This was the first story I sold to Clarkesworld (where it was podcasted by Kage Baker), which I talked about in an earlier blog post. Continue reading
For my screenwriting class we’ve been assigned to read Washington Square by Henry James. James apparently based the main character, Catherine, on his sister. To that all I can say is thank god my brother is an artist, not a writer. Because fuck. Continue reading
On a writing forum I saw the following question:
Suppose someone brand new to publishing wants to start submitting short stories, where do you suggest starting?
I had a cheat. When I started writing fiction, I went to Orson Scott Card’s Bootcamp. While the workshop was useful in a few respects, the best thing I got out of it was my friend Oliver. I knew nothing. Oliver, it seemed, knew everything. He told me about Speculations and the Black Hole (the Duotrope of its day). He (metaphorically) held my hand as I revised stories and considered sending them for publication. He also hinted that I shouldn’t send that one story off to Realms of Fantasy (my first fiction submission). He was right in the sense that it was unpublishable, but wrong in the sense that it would be years before I would write anything publishable, and holding off on submitting stories until I was ready would’ve meant I didn’t learn as much in the intervening years.
But you don’t have an Oliver. So here’s what you need to know: Continue reading
Today the Broncos play the Patriots in the AFC Championship. My mother will not be watching. Not because she’s not interested in the game, or its outcome, far from it. My mother has been a fan of Peyton Manning, the Broncos quarterback, since he started at the University of Tennessee back in 1994. My mother skipped visiting me one Parents’ Weekends because she had tickets to a Vols game. I should add that the Parents’ Weekend in question was the same weekend as my birthday. Continue reading
Amal El-Mohtar wrote an excellent post (which you’ve probably already seen) about awards eligibility and how we should stop trying to shame people when they self-promote because the people you actually want to shut up, aren’t the ones who are going to. And the ones who are going to shut up are the ones you don’t want to.
I’d like to address a different point: Continue reading
The application season for Clarion West and other Clarion (UCSD) has begun. I’ve already seen posts on twitter from past alums encouraging people to apply and telling the world what wonderful, glorious experiences they had.
I’m not going to do that. I’m going to tell you not to apply. To not go. And here are my reasons:
1. At the Clarions you will meet bright, smart, wonderful people. Continue reading
I am shamefully, SHAMEFULLY behind on my reading for the past year. Part of it is because I went to Clarion West, then I restarted grad school, then I ended up in the hospital (twice) and so… blargh.
And the rest of it is because I fail at life.
As such, I feel a little weird writing a Recommended Reading list for the various awards, but I there were *some* stories that I read this year and I feel bad *not* recommending them just because they’re part of a small select group of ‘I saw you, I started you, I liked you enough to finish, and you’re still on my mind months later.’ So while I can’t definitively say that these are the BEST stories of the entire year, I can definitively say that I really, really liked them. And I think you would too.
(And maybe as I read more in the next few months, I can expand my list and rank them and things like that)
The Ballad of Marisol Brook by Sarah Grey — I liked this story for its lyricism as well as the way it dealt with (literally) the objectification of women.
The Penitent by M. Bennardo — I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this story since I read it. It’s definitely a story story… I wouldn’t call it a political or particularly artsy piece… it’s just… unsettling. And weird. And flawlessly written.
In Another Life by Kelly Sandoval — A story about love and obsession and letting go and holding on. Lovely and sad. Just the way I like it.
The Revelation of Morgan Stern by Christie Yant — It’s hard to decide which I like better: the story or the story behind the story. But only one could be nominated, so I’ll just link to the story (edited because I recently discovered it’s on Drabblecast… originally appeared in Shimmer 16).
Ghost Days by Ken Liu (novelette) — If you’re familiar with Ken’s other stories, I would peg this as more in line with ‘The Paper Menagerie’ than say ‘Good Hunting’ or ‘The Waves’. There’s a scene between a character Fred who is Chinese-American and the (white) father of Fred’s date which is just chilling. And creepy. And fantastic. And brilliant.
Also, though I don’t have a Hugo membership and can’t vote for the Campbell, I would like to throw in my vicarious vote for Brooke Bolander. I’ve also heard good things about Benjanun Sriduangkaew, and of course you should check out the Campbell Anthology that David Blake puts together since I know there are many more promising writers out there that I simply haven’t come across yet.
Some other posts written by people who read more than I did this year:
The original title of this post was called ‘How to Have a Happy SAD’. The format then changed a bit, so I changed the title, but I needed to write this little intro bit here so that the line that follows made more sense.
It always amused me that Singles Awareness Day (aka Valentine’s Day) can be abbreviated to SAD. Tonight I realized that the same is true of Social Anxiety Disorder.
I do not have Social Anxiety Disorder. What I do have is shyness and general problems with fear, self-loathing, and other conditions which can be summed up under the term ‘Writer.’ What I also have is an ability to pretend to be someone else. At least for a while. Continue reading
What I’ve published this year, in chronological order: Continue reading