November 27, 2015
Happy Thanksgiving — not just for those in the U.S., but here’s to spreading love and happiness all over the world.
I just realized this week: this November is the 10th anniversary of the publication of Kitty and The Midnight Hour. I’ve been a pro novelist for 10 years. That’s. . .amazing. That makes me happy. So if anyone asks what I’m thankful for — all the usual stuff like family and friends and health and safety, of course. But also my career. I’ve been so fortunate in that regard.
And what does being 10 years into a novel-writing career (that I plan on continuing with as long as I possibly can, by the way. You know, forever.)? It looks like a duck.
You know that saying about ducks: All calm and serenity on the surface, and then paddling like a mad thing underwater to keep it all moving. . . Yeah, it’s like that.
Happy Holidays, everyone!
November 18, 2015
I saw a thing pondering, or suggesting, or rumoring, or something, a Doctor Who and Game of Thrones crossover. I’d only be okay with that if it included the Ninth Doctor standing on the ramparts at King’s Landing shouting, “Everybody lives! Just this once, everybody lives!”
I still haven’t been watching Doctor Who. I think I’m about three years behind at this point, and I don’t actually mind all that much.
I have, however, been watching The Last Kingdom, aka crack for early period SCA people. All my Saxon persona friends should watch it. I’m trying to figure out why I like this when I bounced off Vikings, which covers almost the exact same period, and I think it’s the level of soap opera. Vikings seemed overly dependent on angst and drama, while The Last Kingdom is really digging into the politics and religion of the time (almost the same thing then, really), through the experiences of this one character. It’s much more engaging, I think.
And now the state of the desk: This has been a very strange year, work wise. I’ve been bouncing around between lots of different projects — I just did it again last week, and picked up a novel draft I’d set aside for six months and added 10,000 words. Stuff is getting done, but it feels scattered and without solid deadlines nothing has felt very finished or final.
Getting El Hidalgo de la Noche out was a victory. The short story collection, Amaryllis and Other Stories, is moving ahead prodigiously (and is available for preorder at a special low price!). And I will have new stuff coming out for the new year! I’m just not entirely sure what it will be right at the moment.
A strange time. More on that when I’ve collected my thoughts enough to talk about.
November 16, 2015
This has been a very rough few days for many people all over the world. I have little to add on top of everything that’s been said and is still being said. Angry, heartbroken, verging on hopelessness. I’ve been mostly unplugged from the news cycle lately because I’m already sick of the Presidential election (you mean we have another year of this?!). This only makes me want to unplug more. Build my blanket fort, crawl inside, never come out.
So this weekend I mostly stayed home, trying to write some good words and knit some good stitches. I started Marjorie Liu’s new comic Monstress, which is lush with magic and worldbuilding, and finally saw Byzantium — I loved half of it and was severely annoyed by the other half. Too bad those halves are all mixed together. I hugged my dog. I worked.
I hope things are okay in your world, and if they aren’t that they get better soon.
November 13, 2015
So this week I got to thinking about cryonics, and the big underlying, unspoken assumption held by cryonics companies and those who actually take the steps to make sure they’re properly preserved at the moment of death (ideally, my skimming research tells me) so that they might be revived, repaired, and restored at some future date when medical science has solved All the Problems.
And the assumption isn’t the basic notion that they can be revived, that medicine will someday be advanced enough to unfreeze them safely and then repair whatever killed them. The huge, unspoken assumption is that future medicine will care. I’m sure cryonics companies are working hard to have the financial endowment and administration to keep their clients frozen safely, for whatever values of “safely” they’ve established. But do they have the administration and future management in place to advocate for their clients to the medical community? To monitor medical science to keep track of when future medicine might have the ability to successfully revive their clients? Are they doing research into cryo-revival themselves? Will they keep track of not only revival, but when medicine might have the cures their clients need? And do they have a system in place to actually go to doctors/hospitals/whatever and say “Hey, we’ve got this frozen body here we want you to work on.” And why do they have the complete and utter faith that those future doctors and hospitals will say, “Why yes, of course, come right on in?”
Because that’s what they’re depending on. Not the future medical technology, but on the benevolence of those future medical practitioners to want to spend the time and effort treating clients who’ve been effectively and legally dead for decades or longer.
So that’s what I’m thinking about this week.
October 23, 2015
MileHi Con is this weekend. This one kind of snuck up on me — it’s my last big thing for the year, and I let my guard down a little early. So I basically spent yesterday in panic mode making sure everything was ready.
I’m hosting my own version of The Midnight Hour again — it’s turned into an every other year thing, which is just fine and will help prevent burnout. This year, my special guest host is GoH Kevin Hearne. I have assured him the event will be easy and painless. He’s such a good sport.
The rest of the program is online. I’ll be around all weekend, talking on panels and engaging in shenanigans. Hope to see some of you there!
October 9, 2015
I’ve been home for over a week now, you guys! What am I gonna do with myself?! It’s so weird!
I’m going to actually get some freaking writing done is what. That feels so good.
In the meantime, it turns out I’ve been talking about Babylon 5 so much that a friend of mine just went and got me a set of badges so I’ll go make the damn uniform already:
Geeks are so easy to shop for.
October 2, 2015
The weather is changing. It’s cloudy. I need to get to yoga class because I haven’t been yet this week. I keep re-doing my to-do list rather than actually, you know, getting things done. The list keeps growing. Especially writing projects. I need to finish something before starting something new. People keep asking me, “What are you going to work on next? What are you excited about?”
ALL OF IT. I’m excited about all of it.
And I also need to clean house and sew Emmy’s Halloween costume and. . .and. . .
Baby steps, grasshopper.