Thursday, October 23, 2014

Sale: "The Unofficial Guide to Travelling with Kin", Betwixt Magazine

I'm pleased to announce I've sold my second story to Betwixt Magazine.

"The Unofficial Guide to Travelling with Kin", a road trip story where the hitchhikers are more than meets the eye, will appear in the January 2015 issue of Betwixt Magazine.

Betwixt published "The Dragon in the Wardrobe" earlier this year.

Happy Cat is happy

Monday, October 6, 2014

My Clarion Class, Doing Things

My classmates from Clarion are a really interesting bunch, so I'm going to blather about them for a bit.

I can't wait to find out where all their careers are going, there is some truly prodigious talent amongst them all. Already four of them have been tapped to appear in Tor's short fiction pages next year (one of my bucket list places to be published), so I'm really excited for you to read some of their stories which were written at the workshop.

Here's Nino Cipri's online home, and a story they recently had published in Betwixt, "The Literal Forest". O hai, Betwixt homey! *fist bump*

Martin Cahill has been blogging about the Clarion experience, and is up to Week Four now. Also, have a read of his horror story "It Was Never The Fire" over at Nightmare magazine.

Vida Cruz has also blogged about Clarion, and you'll find here writerly, muse-filled home right here. She has lots of interesting things to say about international SFF.

Kayla Whaley has a run down of her Clarion experience (Much Karaoke. So Squee), and she was also recently interviewed about disability and diversity in YA.

Sarena Ulibarri has been busy since Clarion and has a few stories out or coming out soon. Her online home is here. Some stories of hers include "Half Life" at KYSO Flash, "It Pours" at The CafĂ© Irreal, and "The Bolt Tightener" at Lightspeed.

Haralambi Markov can be found in a variety of anthologies (and Tor!). Here is his online home, where he blogs reviews, musings, and things of writerly fascination, and try a taster of his weird style with "The Fungi That Talk Softly" from Electric Velocipede.

Marian Womack blogs here, with a keen interest in Spanish language SFF. Can't wait for more of her work to be read the world over!

Ryan Campbell has a book out called "God of Clay", and it's available here from Sofa Wolf Press.

A couple of classmates currently curating on tumblr, including their writerly stylings, are Ellie Rhymer and Kristen Roupenian.

That's 10 of the 17 people I'll shout to the skies about forever and a day, because a few of them have yet to create an online presence for their writing work, but I'll keep you up to date with their work as it happens.

Just remember, Clarion 2014: The Future of Speculative Fiction. Potential Hugo Award Winners. You heard it here.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Sale: "Daughters of Frankenstein"

Huzzah! I can finally talk about this one.

I've had to keep this under my hat since before going to Clarion, but here it is now. My River City story "The Long Trip Home", something I'm calling the "sequel-ish" to "Long's Confandabulous Circus" (Andromeda Spaceways, December 2014), will be published in the Lethe Press anthology "Daughters of Frankenstein: Lesbian Mad Scientists". The anthology is edited by Steve Berman and will be out June 2015.

Yes, this will be the second Lethe Press anthology I will have a story in. Much excitement ensues!

Check out the description for "Daughter's of Frankenstein" at the link, and the ToC below.

Introduction by Steve Berman
"Infusion of Waking Dreams" by Aynjel Kaye
"Doubt the Sun" by Faith Mudge
"Meddling Kids" by Tracy Canfield
"Eldritch Brown Houses" by Claire Humphrey
"The Moorehead Maze Experiment" by Tim Lieder
"The Eggshell Curtain" by Romie Stott
“Poor Girl” by Traci Castleberry
“Bank Job Blues” by Melissa Scott
“The Long Trip Home” by A.J. Fitzwater
“Imaginary Beauties: A Lurid Melodrama” by Gemma Files
“The Riveter” by Sean Eads
“A Shallow Grave of Orange Peel and Eggshells” by Thoraiya Dyer
“Alraune” by Orrin Grey
“Preserving the Integrity of the Feminine Mystique” by Christine Morgan
“Hypatia and Her Sisters” by Amy Griswold
“The Lady of the House of Mirrors” by Rafaela F. Ferraz
“The Ice Weasels of Trebizond” by Mr and Mrs Brenchley
“Love in the Time of Markov Processes” by Megan Arkenberg

Monday, August 11, 2014

Heiresses of Russ 2014: The Year's Best Lesbian Speculative Fiction, now available!

As a nice welcome back present, Heiresses of Russ 2014 has gone live a few days early!

This anthology collects 18 lesbian short speculative stories together from the previous year. Released by Lethe Press, it is now available in paperback and Kindle form at Amazon, in epub format at Smashwords, and direct from the source itself on the Lethe Press website.

Edited by Steve Berman and Melissa Scott (of "Shadow Man" fame), you'll find stories by the likes of Benjanun Sriduangkaew, Tansy Raynor Roberts, Cat Rambo, Tori Truslow, Kenneth Schneyer, and yours truly.

I'm honoured to be in such incredible company in this anthology, especially next to two of my favourite stories from 2013, "Vector" (Sriduangkaew) and "Boats in Shadows, Crossing" (Truslow). It's also a huge privilege to be in an anthology series I hold in high esteem, with the name of one of my all-time writing heroines attached.


Cover of Heiresses of Russ 2014,
featuring a woman wearing a classic golden age spacesuit with bubble helmet


Saturday, August 9, 2014

Clarion Week Six

Sigh.

It's done.

I've tried to start this post many times in the last week, in my head and on screen, but my brain just kept scuttling away like the Nopetopus.


Okay, let's try this again. Clarion is over. I need to document the last week, but it's a whole mess of "gah!" and then "nnngh" and "feelz".

A Vida Cruz Original: Tik, The Burping Chameleon,
doodled on her critique of my last Clarion story
By the last Sunday, I was feeling pretty mopey and trying not to do any sort of counting down, but failing badly. I turned in my final story on the Sunday, and in some ways it was a relief (it was my longest piece of the workshop) and in some ways very sad (I would never have to produce under pressure quite like that ever again). All I had left to do for the week was get through my final workshop of my fifth story (feelz of different sortz, because in my exhausted, emotional state I didn't think the story was up to the standard I usually hold myself to), and finish critiquing the stories for the rest of the week. It was easy and hard at the same time - no more writing, but once I put that last story down, once I gave my final critique, there was no going back.

Ann Vandermeer put it very succinctly: "Clarion might change your life, but it's not going to be the best thing you ever do." I feel that's a great way to look at it. I didn't want to go home and think that was all she wrote, Clarion was my best work. Far from it actually - sure, my work got better in just a few short weeksand I wrote some of the best stuff I've ever done, but it was only first drafts. I have discovered that writing is definitely a skill that can be learned - I must never stop writing, never stop improving. And the thing is, I can see the only way is up from here.

Ann also warned us not to try to recreate the Clarion experience in output, work environment, or in another workshop or convention. There is NOTHING like Clarion except Clarion. It is an intense, selfish, stimulating, non-realistic (and I say that in the most loving of tones) environment. Nowhere else ever again am I going to sit in a circle with 17 other writers and a tutor (or two) and scrape the hell out of my words. Nowhere else ever again am I going to eat, sleep, breathe writing and the industry for such a length of time.

Ann and Jeff Vandermeer were fantastic tutors - it's hard to begin to say how incredible they have been to us all, and will continue to be, without falling into cliché superlatives. They've been supportive and realistic - praising our work, and yet somehow able to deliver a critique on the bad bits without flaying the soul. They were a powerhouse of stories - hilarious and striking anecdotes that always had some lesson embedded about the business, and how to conduct oneself as an author. And they are an endless well of industry information and networking advice - it's quite surreal and intensely validating to have people so heart-warmingly invested in my future. I hope I can do good by their good name. They've sent me home with a plan.

14 of 18 from the class with Ann Vandermeer (far left, back)
on the La Jolla cliffs, final night
Timeliney things: Tuesday night we had a taco dinner at the pub which gave us the chance to meet two other Clarionites of years past who awarded our classmate Amin with a gift as part of his Octavia Butler scholarship, as well as various local authors and people invested in keeping Clarion going as an entity. Thank you to all who have their hearts in Clarion - you make a big difference in our lives, and I'm so happy to join you in that investment now!

Tuesday night continued into a raucous final Karaoke session, despite work needing to be done (bah, critiques! We'd learned how to listen to singing and read at the same time by this stage!). And of course, the final song was Bohemian Rhapsody. What workshop full of nutty artists would be complete without a group rendition of the BEST SONG EVA?

Wednesday night was the final author event at Mysterious Galaxy, where Jeff read from and spoke about his Southern Reach trilogy (spoiler: I got to fondle and doodle all over the ARC of the third and as yet to be released book "Acceptance"). And since we were all at the desperation stage when it came to the campus cafeteria food, we all went out for a really good Chinese meal before hand.

Thursday afternoon I joined a group for a walk down to the beach, because for someone who had just spent six weeks by the ocean I'd not put my feet in the water! It was a lovely walk down the hill, and very pleasant on the beach, but getting back up the hill was a bit of a mission. I forgot to take water with me, and didn't realize the temperature had hit the 30s. By the time I got to the top of the hill I apparently didn't look so good. I'd come pretty close to heat stroke. Thank goodness for cold showers.

Friday afternoon after our final workshop (*sniffles*), a group of us went to see "Guardians of the Galaxy", and then for the rest of the night it was beer, pizza, and desperately trying to stave off the inevitable - going to bed and admitting it was all over. I stayed up far later than I should have, but it was worth it for the laughs we got from Martin Cahill's imitations of us all (apparently I sigh a lot)and Manish "MC Lovecraft" Melwani's beat poet reading of his stream-of-conscious eldritch flash piece (seriously, some editor, somewhere, publish that thing - it's fantastic!).

And then after valiantly trying not to cry, and failing, it was time to go.

Thank you 17 amazing people who are the future of speculative fiction. Look for these names: Amin Chehelnabi, Ellie Rhymer, Haralambi Markov, Kayla Whaley, Kiik Araki-Kawaguchi, Kristen Roupenian, Leena Likitalo, Manish Melwani, Marian Womack, Martin Cahill, Nino Cipri, Noah Keller, Ryan Campbell, Sarena Ulibarri, Tamara Vardomskaya, Vida Cruz, Zachary Lisabeth.  Thank you six incredible tutors - Greg Frost, Geoff Ryman, Catherynne Valente, Nora Jemisin, Ann Vandermeer, and Jeff Vandermeer. Thank you Laura Martin, Shelley Streeby, and everyone behind the scenes who make Clarion possible.

Thank you San Diego. You've been a wonderful audience.

My Clarion Statistics (excluding words that were written and edited out)
Week 2: "Blue Skies" 3000 words
Week 3: "An Atlas in Sgraffito Style" 3700 words
Week 4: "Embedded" 4700 words
Week 5: "Gravity Well" 900 words
Week 6: "The Price of Bone and Breath" 7200 words
Final Word Count: 19 500

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Clarion Week Five

Everything's a bit of a blur right now.


The lovely Hawaiian shirt given to
me by Clarion class of 2009 as part
of the Leonard Pung scholarship
Parts of my brain had turned to mush by week five, and in an effort to make the final weeks a bit easier (hahahaha), I made a decision: I was going to write two stories at once. Stupid? Inspired? Probably both.

Unfortunately, as I tend to do, I went too hard too early, and I feel I produced my best works in weeks two and three. So not only am I suffering from exhaustion, my stories are suffering too. I need distance. Probably a few weeks off from writing and fresh eyes will help me reassess what I see as my "failure" of the workshop. It's probably not a failure at all...and really, we came here to fail hard, try something different, surprise ourselves, and race into the cushioning wall of our classmate's critiques at a hundred miles an hour. Failure is okay.

Ann and Jeff Vandermeer are the tutors tasked with easing our poor, gibbering souls back into the real world, while at the same time expecting us to produce great works of art. They're with us for week five and six, and they've been giving us excellent lectures and advice on the publishing world (plus some hairy stories!). As always, what happens in Fight Club, stays in Fight Club.

Ann and Jeff have been so kind and accommodating. Some of us have joked that Ann is the "mom" of genre publishing - she's always there to listen, and has great advice for us all. She even offered me the services of a hitman when I described some of the bad writing advice (ie: you suck) I received when I was younger. It was funny yet emotionally validating at the same time to see someone so invested in my success ("I think of all the stories we missed from you in that time!" she said).

On the Wednesday, Shauna Roberts of the Clarion class of 2009 came to visit, as she has a special gift to present to me. As part of my scholarship, the class likes to give the recipient an Hawaiian shirt in honour of Leonard's memory, and I got a really beautiful shirt. Just the type I like to wear. Thanks class of 2009, you're all awesome, and your investment in my future means the absolute world to me. There may have been a few misty eyes involved, I can't quite say.

Thursday was Let's Practise Being Growed Up Writers Day. As the first day of Comic Con (AHMAHGAHDCOMICCON) in San Diego, Ann and Jeff were working panels and signings, but took the time to take us all out to lunch with some authors. We met Lev Grossman and Charles Yu, as well as Charles' publicist Josie, who "speed dated" with us all to get an idea of our experience at Clarion, and expectations of the business. Charles even let our table practise our 30-second elevator pitches, so that was a lot of fun. Thanks Charles! You were awesome.

And then...there was Saturday.

SCIENCEBROS: I met Phil Plait at Comic Con
AHHHHMAHHHHGAHHHHHD COMIC COOOOOOOOOHHHHHNNN.

I was really tired all week and found it hard to get motivated to make proper plans for Comic Con, other than "going" and "Night Vale show" (because: NIGHT VALE). I ended up spending most of my day with Nino Cipri which was SO MUCH FUN. We had such an epic day getting lost, finding each other again, meeting awesome queer comic publishers, wandering around the floor, doing random stuff. My BEST moment of Comic Con was bumping into the "Bad Astronomer" Phil Plait and getting a selfie together: SCIENCEBROS, ACTIVATE! My worst moment was finding out the Avengers cast had appeared on the con floor after I had left to sit in on the John Barrowman panel, coz I thought 'Hey, they're too cool for school, they won't appear amongst the pleebs' LITTLE DID I KNOW. [Insert prolific cursing here]. According to Martin Cahill, Chris Hemsworth has "perfect eyebrows". Really Marty? His EYEBROWS?

And let's not forget what a highlight the Welcome to Night Vale/Thrilling Adventure Hour crossover show was. It was funny, and sweet, and such a thrill to see the voice actors performing live. They have quite the presence behind a live microphone, especially Cecil Baldwin and Dylan Marron. ALL HAIL THE GLOW CLOUD. There are no dumb questions, just dumb realities.

To top it off, Nino and I had a hilari-tragic getting home story, which involved being stuffed into the San Diego Green Line trolley like sardines, catching the last bus to La Jolla which ended service halfway there, then having to negotiate a cab the rest of the way, which we shared with a UCSD acting student who had been working the Walking Dead walk-through exhibit at Comic Con. I was halfway between terrified exhaustion and hysteria at 1am.

I should stop capslocking on, because there's still a few more days to go...

I don't wanna go home.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Clarion Week Four

This week is brought to you by the letter E (for exhaustion), the number oh my god I don't know how many stories I've critiqued now, and ends with gumbo and water fight instigated by Nora Jemisin.


Nora Jemisin and I hanging out
I'm late with this update, I know, but the weekend of week four I crashed big time. I was really feeling that bone deep tiredness . I'd gone hard core on my story for the week and I was running out of juice. I decided by the Thursday to take it a bit easier and planned and started on a flash piece for week 5 and my longer final submission for the workshop. Yes, it sounds like an oxymoron that I would take it easier working on TWO stories at the same time, but I have a lot more time to get things sorted, where a lot more = a couple more days (eons, in Clarion Time). That's one of the funny things about Clarion - time goes all wonky. You can write a first draft in just a few days (or hours, as some students can attest to), and I'm so tired (in a good way) and fully immersed the first couple of weeks are a little blurry. I don't want to forget any of this. Come on brain, make those rainbow connections!

Working with Nora Jemisin was A-MAZE-ING. When she arrived, it was immediately bribery with desserts - she'd brought with her on the flight real New York cannoli! Oh my, to die for. She was also very game for Karaoke at our somewhat regular Tuesday session at the campus pub.

Nora and I had a lot to talk about because some of our interests align - she's smart, savvy, politically astute, and a straight talker. She gave a lot of really interesting talks on the nuts and bolts of the publishing industry, as well as writing the other, and we had a great discussion about Wiscon. It's very strange (and gratifying) for one of your writing heroes to say "I expect to be competing with you on the awards ballots in a few years time!"

One of my enduring memories of the week will be Nora finishing up her final talk, and releasing us to the wilds of the weekend...by donning sunglasses Ah-nold style and proclaiming we had sixty seconds to grab our (water pistol) weapon, and find a hiding spot. The Great Waterblaster Fight of Clarion 2014 was on! It was a great way to let off steam after a particularly difficult week of intense  discussions and people reaching their energy limits. I came to understand the Week Four Syndrome is totally a thing, and should not be ignored. Nora was the perfect tutor for the week as she gently guided us through some rough patches as well as talking honestly about the politics of the publishing industry.

Haralambi Markov and I drinking mimosas at
11am on Pride day in Hillcrest, looking spunky
Saturday was PRIDE DAY! A group of us headed down to Hillcrest for the San Diego Pride parade. It was awesome to see the suburb zhooshed up for the celebrations, and so many smiling faces. I would have liked to stay for the entire weekend of events, coz the bars were pumping even at 11am, but there was a lot of work waiting for us back at campus, and I'd only put enough energy in reserve for a few hours of partying. Still, I got to don my new bow tie, and looked especially dapper for the day.

Saturday night Nora cooked us all a fantastic pot of gumbo, and just as we were serving dinner the Vandermeers arrived. Ann and Jeff are our tutors for weeks five and six, and they were all greeted by a rowdy bunch stuffing their faces with chicken and Andouille sausage! Welcome to the madhouse!

Sunday morning rolled around far too quickly, and we were repeating that emotional farewell for another tutor. How did we get here? This is not my beautiful life...

Thanks Nora - your inspiration will sit close to my ears and heart for a very long time.