Mary Robinette Kowal

I read at KGB in New York on Wednesday night and it went reasonably well. In addition to previewing part of Without a Summer, I also did the tiny little puppet show and showed off a pair of entrails. Entrails? Yes. See, Ellen Datlow, one of the hosts of the Fantastic Fiction reading series, had asked me

I actually did more work this past year than I thought I did. Here is my output in fiction for the past year. Novel  Glamour in Glass (Tor) Novelette “The Lady Astronaut of Mars” — Rip-off! (Audible) “Mecury Retrograde” — Willful Impropriety: 13 Tales of Society, Scandal, and Romance Short story “Ginger Stuyvesant and the Case of Eastwood Abbey” — TM

Sometimes Google Voice transcripts are very useful. Then there are the ones like this.

If you missed the live broadcast on the first, you can watch Patrick Rothfuss and me chat about various aspects of Beginning work.

You know… every single time I write a novel, I hit this point where I bog down and can’t figure out why. Then remember that it’s the 3/4 mark and that this is when I need to reread what I’ve already written. Every time. And every time, I bang my head on whatever scene I’m

One of my favorite ways of looking back on the previous year is this little meme. So here are the first 12 sentences from my blog for each month of 2012. Here we are nearly a week into the New Year and I haven’t posted a thing. I have been a little nervous, waiting for

I CAN HAZ NEW YEER’S RESOLUSHUN?

Now… if you happen to be one of the three people who already read chapter 28, it’s revised and longer. Otherwise, I hope you are having a happy New Year.

I know you are wondering what to do with yourself this evening. You want to start the New Year off the way you plan to go on, right? So if you’re a writer, spend part of today writing and then… tonight. Stop by The Storyboard and let Pat Rothfuss and me answer questions for you. LIVE.

 Last night, Rob and I closed out 2012 by making sushi and having a quiet evening at home. I’m not even certain how we started the tradition of making sushi at home for New Year’s Eve, but that’s what we do. This year was surprisingly difficult to find sushi grade fish in Chicago. The first

Given how things go down in Redshirts, I’m not sure that having this on your subway card is entirely reassuring.