I have been excited for a while about METAtropolis: Cascadia. First, I liked the premise of the anthology. Then the TOC of writers was awesome company. When they announced the all Star Trek cast of narrators I nearly squeed myself.
Now? The website is live and it has interviews with the narrators about their process in reading the stories. In particular, I like what LeVar Burton has to say, “Storytelling is storytelling.”
Case Study was a great host and we had a full house at the reading. Some of the folks came out to see a specific author, others were patrons of the coffee shop, and some came out to support the magazine.
Our format was that two authors would read and then we’d break for coffee and conversation and then the next two and so on. We recorded the readings and you can listen to them here. It’s about an hour and nine minutes and does not include the coffee breaks.
Strange Horizons launched in September 2000 as a venue to showcase a new generation of science fiction and fantasy authors, a diverse range of voices and perspectives. The magazine has published new material every week for the past ten years: fiction, poetry, reviews, articles, columns, and sometimes even art and music. Every issue is available free online. Stories and poems from Strange Horizons have been reprinted in major anthologies and been shortlisted for major awards, and many of the magazine’s authors have gone on to successful publishing careers.
This week is definitely about the disparate careers that I have. Yesterday was all about the fiction side of my life. I started the morning at Macmillan Audio with an interview about recording Shades of Milk and Honey. That was fun and strange at the same time. It was lovely to actually get to meet the people that I’ve been talking to on the phone and in email though. Very dynamic group and I feel like they are really behind the book, which is nice.
Then I went up to have lunch with my editor, the Hugo-nominated Liz Gorinsky (have you voted yet?) and my publicist Cassandra Ammerman. That was fun and was split between talking about business and just shooting the breeze.
Cassie and I took some time to talk about the upcoming publicity for Shades of Milk and Honey. She also read a review that’s coming out in August that made me faint with delight and relief. Sorry, you’ll have to wait a bit on that one.
From there I headed over to visit some friends and then immediately ran into Rose Fox and Josh Jasper with a group of folks having lunch in the park. New York is such a small town.
KGB in the evening was delightful. Man, I have seriously missed the community here. Mind you, I love Portland and it was the right choice to move back but there are definitely things that I miss about NYC.
Today is all about audition prep. I slept unevenly and am sort of rattling around the apartment until it is time to go. My trainer, who is awesome, emailed me with reminders to stretch and do warmups before the audition. Also to drink plenty of water. It’s really nice to feel like people are looking out for me.
Jodi auditioned yesterday. He and I talked through his experience this morning so I have a few more ideas about what to expect when I go in this afternoon. Really though, none of this speculation matters. They’ll walk us through the puppets and talk about what they are looking for when I get there. It’s all a mental trick I’m performing to keep myself calm and focused on the work.
Because really, gnawing my arm off with nerves would not be useful for a puppetry audition. I’ll need that hand.
While I was at WorldCon, Howard Tayler asked me to swing by and participate in the Writing Excuses podcast panel. He described it as a bunch of fifteen minute podcasts in front of a live audience, which, I must say, was great fun.
Brandon Sanderson, Howard Tayler and Dan Wells are very engaging hosts and made me feel quite welcome. For the first episode, Brandon asked me if there was anything I particularly wanted to talk about. I said that lately I’ve been talking about how puppetry intersects with my fiction. So we spent fifteen minutes talking about the four principles of puppetry.
I have three version of Evil Robot Monkey to offer for your consideration as one of the Hugo nominees for Short Story. It was originally published in the Solaris Book of New Science Fiction, vol. 2 edited by George Mann.
You may download a pdf of “Evil Robot Monkey“, illustrated by me. I do layout the way other people doodle and made this while I was waiting for the announcement to go live.
Or you could listen to me read it. Six minutes of science-fiction.
Ken is one of my dearest friends and he’s also one of my favorite authors, which is a handy combination.Â If you’re in the Seattle area, you can head over the the U-bookstore for his signing.Â Â But if that’s too far away and you want a sampling of Scholes, Tor.com has one of his short stories up.
Jay Lake sent me this link to the Guardian today, so you know, I clicked through out of curiosity.Â The headline was “The next generation of SF Writers” and then there’s a photo of a spiral arm galaxy, the caption of which is, “In a galaxy far, far away â€¦ Hill, Kowal or Scholes?”
The science fiction and fantasy community likes to honour the writers in its ranks, and no honour comes higher for new writers than the John W Campbell award. Previous winners include Orson Scott Card, Stephen Donaldson and Cory Doctorow, so it’s certainly worth watching. This year, Mary Robinette Kowal beat a strong shortlist to scoop the award on the basis of a clutch of well-crafted short stories that showcase her emotional deftness while still telling strange and exhilarating stories in the SF tradition.
Thanks Mr. Walter!Â This is an excellent pre-birthday present.
Here, let me offer a party favor! Â This is an audio version of “Evil Robot Monkey” from the 2008 edition of the Solaris New Book of Science Fiction.
If you swing over to the blog “Things of interest to Lisa and John” you can listen to my short story, “Trip, Trap, Tripping”Â which audio from when John Scalzi and I were at Borderlands.Â It’s a little over 8 minutes long.
Sliding his hands over the clay, Sly relished the moisture oozing around his fingers. The clay matted down the hair on the back of his hands making them look almost human. He turned the potter’s wheel with his prehensile feet as he shaped the vase. Pinching the clay between his fingers he lifted the wall of the vase, spinning it higher.
Someone banged on the window of his pen. Sly jumped and then screamed as the vase collapsed under its own weight. He spun and hurled it at the picture window like feces. The clay spattered against the Plexiglas, sliding down the window.
Ginger Stuyvesant, an American heiress living in London during World War I, is engaged to Captain Benjamin Harford, an intelligence officer. Ginger is a medium for the Spirit Corps, a special Spiritualist force. Each soldier heading for the front is conditioned to report to the mediums of the Spirit Corps when they die so the Corps […]