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So: stuff afoot! Here's some!

1) You may or may not be aware of

magick4terri, an LJ-based fundraiser to help writer, artist and editor Terri Windling through a serious financial crisis. I've never met Terri, but her work in establishing urban fantasy, in creating a distinct aesthetic, in creating a space for certain kinds of art and fostering it at Endicott Studios has been a huge influence on what I do, and how, and has been crucial to tons of friends and our community.

So. I've posted an auction item here -- a signed, personalized first edition of Above to be delivered the second I get hands on one, as well as any bookmarks or swag that accumulates -- and if you're interested in bidding, go to. There's also some fantastic, droolworthy stuff being offered, so taking the time to browse it is, well, time well spent.

2) The YA Scavenger Hunt, organized by author Colleen Houck, is on from December 1 to 4th! She's corralled a whole bunch of YA authors into creating a scavenger hunt for your delectation, featuring not only a bucket of extra and secret material for a whole lot of awesome upcoming releases, but there are also fabulous prizes. Every author has a piece of secret content and a link to the next person on the hunt, and if you collect all the words marked in red and enter the contest before December 4th, you could win those fabulous prizes we mentioned up there.

My featured content is for author Lisa Nowak, and everything's at the website. The secret content for Above is...out there in the internets. Being secretive. Waiting to be caught.

3) The December Ideomancer has hit the wider Internets!

Our final issue for 2011 speaks on a winter topic: connection, and isolation, for the months when we here at Ideomancer headquarters are hemmed in most by the snow and dark, and reach out most to each other for light.

Michael John Grist’s "The Orphan Queen" shows, slantwise, the terribleness of isolation and the terrible bravery it takes to conquer it; Ken Schneyer’s "Neural Net", one of our first pieces of hyperfiction in much too long, echoes through its intertwined structure the ideas of withdrawal, and love, and hiding from the world; and Erica Satifka returns to our pages with "Signs Following", a soft, edged story about faraway places and the things we will do when our ties to both friends and universe are threatened.

Poetry from Mary Turzillo, Brit Mandelo, C.G. Olsen, and David C. Kopaska-Merkel dips from relationships to houses to black holes, all places to be alone together, and as always, the usual book reviews.

We’d also like to note another staff departure: Marsha Sisolak has been a part of Ideomancer since 2002, as a junior editor, then publisher, and then the aesthetic eye behind the art that goes up with every story and poem we publish, and after almost a decade in the small press coal mines, she’s moving on to focus more on her own (excellent!) writing. Thank you, Marsha – you’ll be missed!

As usual, we hope you enjoy this quarter’s issue, and if so, please consider dropping something into our tip jar. Ideomancer relies on reader donations to pay its contributors for their excellent fiction and poetry, and even five dollars makes a big difference.

So, consider yourselves all announced. Me, I'm going to get some lunch. Happy internetting!

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Current Music: none

Above's been getting invited to some nice places lately, lots of which are still to come in the new year, but one's open for your perusal today: Book blogger extraordinaire Lisa from Badass Bookie has kicked off her 2012 edition of the annual Debutante Event, and Above is one of this year's debs!

Aside from featuring (very fun) interviews and extras from a dozen debut authors, there are a small bucket of giveaways -- signed books, prize packs, swag, ponies, etc. -- and blog buttons, like so:

The event runs from December 1-25, and features:

Veronica Rossi (Under the Never Sky)
Jill Hathaway (Slide)
Leah Bobet (Above)
Elisa Ludwig (Pretty Crooked)
Megan Bostic (Never Eighteen)
Robin Bridges (The Gathering Storm)
Kristen Simmons (Article 5)
Brodi Aston (Everneath)
Jodi Meadows (Incarnate)
Jessica Spotwood (Born Wicked)
Robin Mellom (Ditched: A Love Story)
Miranda Kenneally (Catching Jordan)

I will be reading along with extreme concentration. The interview questions really were tons of fun, and I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone else had to say!

You should too!

(And now I am going to eat my lunch.)

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Current Music: typity

Today I am, sadly, feeling icky, and will probably be curled up in bed for the rest of the evening (like I was with the whole afternoon) with a book.

Speaking of books?*

Shadow Unit's first season is now available in ebook format, with some extremely sharp covers by

kylecassidy. So you can take it to bed when you're feeling icky. There's a lot of words involved in that endeavour, so it's in three handy volumes:

For the Kindle:
Volume 1
Volume 2
Volume 3

For the Nook and other ePub readers:
Volume 1
Volume 2
Volume 3

The books will also be available on Apple's iBookstore and the SonyReader, Kobo, Stanza, and et cetera sites, once Smashwords does its thing.

I'd say take a gamma home today! But you probably don't want to do that.

*I had a dog named Segue.

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Current Music: none

Ducking in quickly from The Dayjob to let you know that the Winter 2011 issue of Goblin Fruit is up, containing poetry by Neile Graham,

rose_lemberg, Michelle Muenzler,

ideomancer regular Mari Ness, Jeannine Hall Gailey, Christopher W. Clark, Loreen Heneghan, and yours truly.

The poem in question is "Little Songs", which some of you may remember as the formal Petrarchan sonnet about music and poetics and boyfriends with bonus! dirty Greek pun.

The art, I think, is particularly good this issue.

(--and back to work.)

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Current Music: typitytype

Actually, in a few ways!

Most of the spare time around here in the past few weeks has gone towards the line edits for Above, which showed up before the holidays and are due in a couple weeks. It's reminding me a lot of cramming for exams: I wake up and shower and change into clean pajamas, and then sit at my desk for the next eight to ten hours drinking tea and eating takeout and shoving against the task at hand.

Some of the rest of it went to seeing Peter Watts, Caitlin Sweet, and Karin Lowachee read at the Chiaroscuro Reading Series on Tuesday night. This was fun. Many persons of quality were in attendance, including two of the

ideomancer posse (Claire Humphrey and Michael Colangelo). While the venue (Augusta House) doesn't have all that much in the way of a beer selection, it has some incredible atmosphere and is a great room for giving a reading.

So it makes me pretty happy that I'm going to be reading at the next one, alongside Ed Greenwood, Michelle Sagara West, and Robert J. Sawyer.

I haven't actually ever given an outside-of-convention reading before, and I've never really given one in my home town. I'm still deciding what to read. There may be a poll in the near future.

This, though? I think it will be fun, and if you are a local sort I encourage you to come out and hang and introduce yourself.

That being said, I should probably get back to cramming now. :p

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Current Music: Heartbeat Hotel -- Windowsill 1

1) Thus endeth one of the busier months per year at the Dayjob.

2) To celebrate that, saw Broken Social Scene and Superchunk Thursday night with

mykwud, who was gracious enough to take the second ticket on short notice (it originally belonged to Dr. My Roommate, but she is unwell at the moment). This'll be a short version of the usual show report, since I didn't write it up that night and since we left during what we thought was the last song and then I found out later they kept playing until 1:45 in the morning. Oops. But anyways.

Sound Academy is sort of redeeming itself as a venue for me, even though they have a constricted, sad beer selection and it's all the way out in the docklands and you have to walk half an hour in the cold through industrial nothingness to get out there if you don't have a car. Usually when I'm at things there they haven't done anything with the back of the room, and it sort of feels like a long deserted hallway. This time, because it was a BSS show, they had a long merch table, Amnesty International, a whole art display/auction thing from a non-profit that runs arts programs for street kids or at-risk kids (and a lot of the art was really, really good) and a video display thing for another one. They were also taking donations for the food bank at the door. Yes, this is a Broken Social Scene show.

I didn't know the opener more than glancingly (Mike did) but it was a really nice, danceable kind of early-nineties alternative set: kind of in the Limblifter/Age of Electric/Treble Charger sort of constellation of things.

Then! There was Broken Social Scene!

(Leah, you ask, didn't you see this band in the summer and write up a whole squeefaced concert report then? Yes. Yes I did. And next time they do a hometown show I will see them again. And the time after that. And the only reason I didn't go to the second date they played at the same venue last night was because my legs were very, very tired from all the dancing I did the night before and I ended up having to eat THIS MUCH protein and crash into bed early and sleep late to feel normal this morning.)

In terms of my Songs I Like bingo card, I got most everything but Major Label Debut (below) and All My Friends, and danced until my legs didn't work (as above). Highlights: original-style version of Almost Crimes, nice long Superconnected, string-and-horn-filled Anthems for a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl (made me cry in the good way; always does), Sweetest Kill, which is a song I now have a lot more appreciation for, and on the top all-time list, Lover's Spit done just piano and voice by Kevin Drew, with the entire rest of the instrumentation coming in halfway through on the bridge. And the crowd singing most of it. And...oh. :)

It's actually entirely possible they played Major Label Debut later; we had an agreement that when it looked like the last song before the encore, we'd go get the coats, because otherwise you spend an hour in the coat check line. And then we ended up not staying for the encore because we were both hungry and exhausted and wobbly and had to still walk half an hour back to civilization to catch the streetcar, so we staggered back through Scary Industrial Desolate Lakefront Toronto, passing a vitamin water and a bag of Sunchips back and forth, jaywalking indiscriminately, and being ridiculously hyper. Little did I know until the next day that they played until 1:45 in the morning. Yes. You heard that right.

I'm a little miffed about that, but to be fair, I was legitimately tired and out of go and had filled up the concert tank more than adequately. And had to work the next day. I am old, I am old, I will wear my trousers rolled etc. etc. whatever.

Have samples:

This is last night's show, not the Thursday show, but it's the same song and the same venue and you get the idea:

Yes, the crowd sang along on my night too. :)

Oh, here's the one I was at. I'm a little back and to the right there!

...so that was Thursday. :)

3) Back in our everyday lives that aren't actually all about Broken Social Scene, the fantabulous

csecooney interviewed me about Ideomancer for the Black Gate blog. It's mostly about this issue and the process of making it, as well as my own personal history with the magazine, but there are some bits about what we look for if you are the sort of person who cares about such things.

4)

stillsostrange's second novel, The Bone Palace, came out this week. I picked it up on Thursday and am, so far, about two chapters in. Amanda can write like whoah. You should read it.

5) While I'm in the Amazon links thing, Chilling Tales, the anthology which "Stay" is going to be in, is available for preorder at Amazon. The release date's March 1st otherwise. It has a cover that looks like Nick Cave's bald guy mullet, true, but it contains some of the brighter lights of Canadian horror fiction and will be well worth your time. Apparently there are going to be some events for it when it comes out too, at World Horror Con and around town here. Stay tuned.

6) A new episode of Shadow Unit came out this week too: "Uniform". It is 30,000-plus words of WTF goodness and a bit of stunt-writing besides.

7) My brain's still chewing on that short story I mentioned a bit back. Don't spook it.

8) I am going to the circus tonight. I would say "If I get everything done here, I am going to the circus tonight," but this would fool nobody. I'm going anyways.

Such is the week that was. And now to send slush, answer e-mail, and go to the circus.

Current Mood: peaceful
Current Music: Broken Social Scene -- Sweetest Kill

In internet time, I did sort of miss a bunch of that. Sorry, peoples. Things were busy here, and there have been health issues (mine and other people's) and deadlines (mine and other people's), and it was all exceedingly stressful. Blogging has been about five thousand items down my list on any given day.

That said, here's some of it?

1) First off, a fiction sale: "The Ground Whereon She Stands", which is a story about boundaries, lesbian hedgewitches who actually wear clothes, and the subtleties of interpersonal communication, will be appearing in a future issue of the (reanimated) Realms of Fantasy. I'm not sure what the pub date is, but when I know, you will also know.

2) Today is issue day for Ideomancer, which I am willing to admit was one of those major sources of stress this month. Despite that, this issue's a really, really good one: we have fiction from

intertribal,

beccadelarosa, and Stephen Case, and poetry from

hawkwing_lb (who is also going to be doing some book reviews for us), Kelly Rose Pflug-Back, and WC Roberts. At the height of my stress I was doing some proofreading of it, and went damn, this is a good TOC.

We are, of course, reopened to subs. Please form an orderly queue.

3) I have been thinking, due to about a half-dozen things that happened last month, about the nature of friendship: what that word means to me and other people, and the web of expectation and self-fulfilling prophecies that results from what weight we assign that word.

There may be an essay in this one of these days. Right now it's mostly just a mental tumbleweed.

4) I need, if anyone has it, a word for the quality of being present, of be-here-now. In-the-momentness. I don't mean a made-up word. A real one.

5) For the first time since spring, I am noodling at a short story. It has a title and 100 words. I don't know what the title, which is decidedly right, has to do with anything, and I don't know what's with the thing about the fingers. I am putting myself in the hand of fate on this one.

6) For those keeping up on the saga of Above as it trundles through the publication process, I expect line edits next week or week after. Also, a Locus announcement in the next issue or the one after that.

That's most of what I can think of right now that bears repeating.

How was your month?

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Current Music: Nick Cave -- Darker With The Day

This afternoon I am skipping out on The Toronto Specfic Colloquium and eating cheese (apricot stilton) and crackers (fig olive Raincoast Crisps) in my pajamas, because I have not really been home all week except to sleep, and not enough of that got done either. Even when this means doing impeccably fun stuff in and around the usual Dayjob activity, this can be stressful and eventually one's dishes do need washing.

What did get done?

A Brazilian barbeque outing. Dance class.

A book launch for Amy Lavender Harris's Imagining Toronto, which is an academic book about how Toronto is reflected in literature written about it and set in it. This is enough to make me geek out and buy myself ten signed copies all by itself, but doubly so because she talks about my "Midnights on the Bloor Viaduct" in it. Eeeee. :)

Mark Lanegan and Isobel Campbell in concert at Lee's Palace, which was not precisely what I was expecting -- apparently their second album together went really country -- but was saved by the encore (Wedding Dress! Revolver! Whee!) and the company.

Some extra-credit Dayjob work helping with a Canadian Parliamentary conference yesterday, which meant getting to watch their presentations on stuff like how PEI is coping with global warming and a particular point of political strategy involving private member's bills. This is probably not interesting to you, but after two years at Dayjob, it is interesting to me. Also, I found out that there's a lighthouse on PEI that is, no kidding, an inn that you can stay in. You can sleep in the actual lighthouse tower, right on the coast, right next to the ocean. I shit you not.

I am falling over with writing retreat lust.

Last night, Tokyo Police Club and Phoenix in concert at the Ricoh; they put rubber tile thingies on what's normally hockey ice to make a dance floor and had both a floor section and stadium seats. And this was what I was expecting: happy and bouncy and full of guitar and enough bass to make my ribs vibrate and the tip of my nose itch. I didn't take pictures: we were too busy dancing every stressful thing from the last week down to a puddle on the floor. But have a sample.

Phoenix did this sweet little three-song acoustic bit in the middle of the dance floor, where the sound boards were set up: now it's an arena show! Now it's an intimate venue! Presto! It was really nice, and very deeply French in a way I can't pinpoint for you. And while Dr. My Roommate was a little ambivalent about the "Now we will be experimental rock people!" thing that preceded it, I was fully on board.

There are two shows tonight I could be going to, one stand-up-and-dance, one sit-down-and-get-squished-because-it's-Massey-Hall. I am probably bailing on both. The allure of my jammies is strong, and after all this, an evening in knitting and watching bad TV is probably indicated.

Note that at no point during this post did I mention the word revising. :D

Current Mood: content
Current Music: Tokyo Police Club -- Your English is Good

The Autumn 2010 issue of Goblin Fruit is up, containing poetry by S. L. Vitale, Jacob Garbe, Theodora Goss, Carolee Sherwood, Jacqui Deighton, Lisa Bradley, Cassandra Phillips-Sears,

rose_lemberg, and mine own bad self.

It is lovely as usual, and

csecooney has already reviewed it.

In other news, this weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving and thus a three-day weekend. I have decided I will use it to finish revising Above. So by Monday night, I come with my novel draft or...well, just with it. There is no "on it" option.

Tea has been made, and Dr. My Roommate has graciously volunteered to give me, ahem, "book beats" if I don't do work. The possibility of Indian takeout for dinner tonight has been contemplated if I get through 50 pages. Feel free to make sure I'm working and shit. :p

Spartaaaaaaaa--

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Current Music: The Black Keys -- Tighten Up

So guess what?

jmeadows, who is ~~an officer and a gentleman~~ a friend of this household and an awesome writer, has sold her first trilogy to HarperCollins at auction.

Go buy her a drink, and keep an eye out for those books. You'll want 'em.

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Current Music: none

Got home yesterday to my contributor's copies of the Spring 2010 issue of On Spec, which contains fiction from

wistling,

tinaconnolly, Kate Riedel, several authors I haven't had the pleasure of acquaintance with yet, and "A Thousand", which is a story about paper cranes, Vancouver, bad communication, and the subtleties of cultural-social expectations. It has an especially lovely cover this quarter.

I take this to mean that if you, the reader, wish to purchase this fine assemblage of wordstuffs, you can probably get it at your local magazine concern around...now.

Otherwise? The sprained ankle is a lot less swollen today, and actually held up for walking home from the movies last night, which is no small feat. It's still bruised, and so is my knee, which appparently isn't happy about the whole scene either; we got yer damaged soft tissue here. I'm going to try to hold off on any overly walky errands until at least the weekend, to give it time to calm down a little more. This renders me lazy and useless, which I hate, but Management recognizes that there's really not a lot to do about it. Except the filing, which can be done from a seated position. :p

Hopefully an update that contains wordcount this evening.

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Current Music: The New Pornographers -- Use It

I am not even sure why I have not blogged about this yet, but. As of...about a month and a half or so ago, I am one of the happy contributors over at Make Awesome Sauce, another of the many brainchildren of Jeremiah Tolbert's (who you may know from such productions as The Fortean Bureau, Escape Pod, and Dr. Julius T. Roundbottom, Scientist and Philosopher).

It is a Boingboing-style group blog. It has a manifesto. It goes like this:

We are artists, makers, writers, programmers, designers, and many other trades and crafts. Gentlepeople of every race, color, and creed. We are as unique as fingerprints, but there is one thing we all share in common.

We are bound by the singular experience of the Maker's High; that peculiar sensation of warm happiness that envelops you when you have completed a difficult, time-consuming project.

It is better and longer lasting than the high achieved from drugs or drink. It is more fulfilling than sex (sometimes). We are junkies for the maker’s high. We seek an ever greater and longer-lasting buzz with each new project we pursue.

We create not only for the pleasure it gives us, but also for the joy that it gives others. We’re kinky like that: we get off on the high of others too, a contact high to be had from seeing the awesome things others have built.

Make Awesome Sauce (the site) aims to be a junkie's how-to guide as well as a directory of places to score a hit. Think of us as your kindly Hippie neighbor with special… connections.

So if you find yourself lacking sufficient enthusiasm, awesome, oddity, creativity, or quirk in your life, check the place out. Total bad crowd, but hey, what can you do? ;)

Current Mood: awesome
Current Music: The Seatbelts -- Cat Blues

A few very nice things fell into my inbox in the past few days. I show you them.

1) Via the eagle eyes of

wistling, the Spring 2010 issue of On Spec is due to drop sometime soon. It has some fantastic cover art:

It contains "A Thousand," which is a story about Vancouver, cranes both paper and living, some of the problems of cultural miscommunication, and people being drastically unfair to each other. It also has fiction by that selfsame

wistling (as his alter ego, Campbell nominee Tony Pi) and

tinaconnolly, who are both cool people whose work I admire.

2)

slushmaster informs me that the illustration artist Gary Lippincott did for "Mister Oak", which appeared in the February 2010 issue of Realms of Fantasy (and was probably one of the nicest illustrations I've ever had) is going to be reprinted in Spectrum 17, which will be out in November. It is a fantastic painting and totally deserves to be petted and made much of. Congrats, Gary!

3) Ian Tregillis, OWW alumnus and awesome dude extraordinare, had his first novel, Bitter Seeds, come out this week from Tor Books. You should read it.

4) Ted Kosmatka, whom we have published in Ideomancer and who is likewise an awesome dude, sold his first novel, The Helix Game, to Del Rey this week. Sight unseen, I can tell you that eventually, when it comes out? You should read it.

5) I had high tea last night. Nom.

Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: Hawksley Workman -- Love Will Tear Us Apart

Yeah, I've been quiet this week. It hasn't been a great one here at the Casa: two funerals to attend, ongoing water problems (nothing says "I love you" like stepping into the shower in the morning, turning the taps, and having nothing come out), no writing, and a resultant general malaise. Emo writer has been emo. Luckily, going out to Lesley Livingston's totally excellent book launch for Darklight last night -- and the prospect of some Winterlicious dinner reservations -- seems to have dealt with most of it. Heading out to the market for good cheese and pierogies should hopefully put paid to the rest. Regular service to resume shortly.

That means I'm going to unload on you all the bits and bobs of story news that piled up while I was off contemplating skinny jeans, long bangs, and mine own navel.

TTA Press, which publishes Interzone, is having their favourite stories and art of 2009 readers' poll. "Miles to Isengard" is available for voting if the spirit so moves you, as are other stories like

eugie's "Sinner, Baker, Fabulist, Priest; Red Mask, Black Mask, Gentleman, Beast". Which I enjoyed, thankya.

Lois Tilton at IROSF (which appears to be closing next issue) reviews "Mister Oak": mostly a summary and "A fanciful fable." She also reviews the December Ideomancer, without complaint.

Last and maybe most interestingly, "The Parable of the Shower" appears to be getting Nebula recs, or so say my SFWA-member spies. I am bemused and interested by this! Beats the hell out of me! But if you're so moved to throw more of those on the pile, this appears to be a good time to do it.

(Yes, that is the most award-campaigning anyone will ever get out of me. Still Canadian here, people.)

And with that, I still have no pierogies or parmigiano reggiano (and learned A Lesson last night about trying to make alfredo sauce with inferior parmesan byproduct. Never do this) and need to take myself to St. Lawrence to rectify that shit. And buy some yeast. Because I'm out of bread too, and we can't be having that.

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: New Order -- Turn My Way

Okay, so I asked, and you answered, and the overwhelming consensus was that I should get over myself and just post what I've got eligible for nominations this year. The first half of that equation is still in process (heh) but enough to handle the second.

Novella
Sugar, Shadow Unit 2x02, April 2009.

Short Stories
"Bell, Book, and Candle" in Clockwork Phoenix, Mike Allen, ed., July 2008.
"Kimberley Ann Duray is Not Afraid" in Strange Horizons, week of September 29, 2008.
"Boxing Day" in H.P. Lovecraft's Magazine of Horror #5, April 2009.
"The Parable of the Shower" in Lone Star Stories #33, June 2009.
"Six" in Clockwork Phoenix 2, July 2009.
"Mister Oak" in Realms of Fantasy, February 2010 (release December 2009, according to

slushmaster).

Obviously I wrote none of it, but would urge people to consider anything published in Ideomancer this year. Because our authors are awesome, yo.

That being said, if I was eligible to nominate stuff for the Nebula I would be nominating:

The City and the City, China Mieville
The Manual of Detection, Jedediah Berry
The Love We Share Without Knowing, Christopher Barzak
"Intertropical Convergence Zone", Nadia Bulkin, in ChiZine #37
"Miles Blows His Last", Jason L. Corner, in Ideomancer, Sept. 2009
"The Promise of Touch", Steven Mohan, Jr., in Ideomancer, March 2009.
"each thing I show you is a piece of my death", Gemma Files and Stephen J. Barringer, Clockwork Phoenix 2, July 2009.
"Snow Dragons," Elizabeth Bear, Subterranean Press, Summer 2009.

That is most of what truly knocked me on my ass this year.

There you have it, and I'm going back to work now.

Current Mood: busy
Current Location: DayjobLand
Current Music: PJ Harvey -- The Whores Hustle and the Hustlers Whore

October 4, 2009 Progress Notes:

Saturnalia

Words today: 200.
Words total: 12,000. Yes, that's the same as last time. It was mostly snip, rearrange, replace; taking apart the wrong turn I made into parts on the floor and fitting things back together right.

I appear to have learned something with all the revising this summer.

Reason for stopping: So I've figured out what went wrong and we have the course correction starting to come in. Now I have to sit back and think about how we put it right. And, well, go to bed. Because there is work tomorrow.

Darling du Jour: Her face crumpled like a stomped cigarette.

Things Yet to Cough Up Their Names: The band name Zeke and Gregory have been gigging under; the somewhat tragic singer of Gregory's old band; the name of Gregory's old band, for that matter; some song titles penned by Zeke.
Mean Things: Going begging on your knees. Always unpalatable.

Books in progress: Daniel Rabuzzi, The Choir Boats; Richard Kadrey, Sandman Slim.
The glamour: Proofreading for Shadow Unit and putting away my laundry. I have a lot of clothes when they're actually all in one place; it just feels like I never wear more than five in any given month.

There. Gotcha, you son of a bitch.

In other news, the Season 2 finale of Shadow Unit is up for your delectation: "Not Alone" is penned by Holly Black, Elizabeth Bear, Emma Bull, and Chelsea Polk, and supported by Viewers Like You. *g*

And I'm going to bed.

Current Mood: predatory
Current Music: Mark Lanegan -- Pendulum

Tonight I have yet another scene of Above out on the floor for ~~reeducation~~ rewriting and it's not done yet*, so this will be a linkblogging. Yes, I linkblog you. I am shameless. Mwa ha ha!

There is new Shadow Unit tonight, it being Sunday. Double your fun of new Shadow Unit, actually.

I don't remember if I pimped this before, but

mekkavandexter has a newish project, three/60/five, in which her compatriot Scott takes a photo, she writes a short piece of flash for it, and they post one every day. It's on Day 28, and I have been following with super interest. You should read it.

We've run an acceptances and slush update over at the ol'

ideomancer. We actually bought a bunch of stories! Fancy!

Finally, I am drinking this tea and it is freaking awesome. I commend it to you.

Okay, those are all the links I've got. Back to the revision mines! *whipcrack*

*Also I cleaned my bathroom today.** Oh, the virtue of me.

**It's really amazing how cleaning the bathroom takes an hour, but working up to it through the donwanna and procrastination takes *cough* long.

Current Mood: busy
Current Music: Matthew Good -- On Nights Like Tonight

Former Partner In Crime and sometime-collaborator

ringwoodcomics has a new project on the go: The Variants, a web series they're calling a "live action webcomic" set in a Dallas comic shop. They've been getting some pretty good buzz, and the second episode of the season is live today. While the first had its bobbles (I think, at least), the second? Is just tight.

It makes the most sense if you start at the beginning, though.

There. Now you have something to do while I start slash-and-burning at my draft.

Current Mood: quixotic
Current Music: none

As always, we are ever-pleased to announce that the September issue of Ideomancer is live!

Since we couldn't get away from the death theme for our last issue, the theme of our September issue is logical: the afterlife; what's out there beyond human existence.

Erica Satifka's "I Don't Exist Without You" looks at the ways we try to live on past death: our children, our mentees, and methods less common. Stacy Sinclair's "Exit Wounds" shows the ways we come to terms with what may or may not be out there, while Jason L. Corner's "Miles Blows His Last" is...just delightful.

Our poets this month are Rachel Swirsky, Ian Creasey, David Kopaska-Merkel, and Danny Adams, with their respective poems, "String Theory," "How to Build an Open-Source Deity," "The Dead King of Midnight," and "Erasing the Universe's Chalkboard" all of which reach beyond the waking and living world.

Finally, staff reviewers Claire Humphrey and Erin Hoffman review Fast Ships, Black Sails, eds. Ann & Jeff VanderMeer, Norse Code by Greg Van Eekhout, and The Patriot Witch, by C.C. Finlay.

Enjoy!

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Today is the official release day for

stillsostrange's debut novel, The Drowning City, which is made pretty much of twice-distilled pure awesome aged in oak casks in a generations-old family recipe of AWESOME.

Don't believe me? She's put up the first three chapters.

And look at the pretty cover:

And it has forensic necromancy and volcanoes in it.

And really you should just run out right now and acquire this thing. Go forth!

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Drowning Nor Waving

This girl's life among the electrical lights

Entries tagged with shameless others-promotion

Announcements, various.

Debutante dress.

Smooth, frictionless promotional efforts.

Poesie.

A post about words.

Stuff.

November.

Decidedly off deadline.

I did say I'd tell you when.

Woot!

Hey, pretty...

Awesomesauce.

Five Good News Bears

Reviews. Foodporn. Slightly awkward self-promotion.

The Nebula thing.

I'm as tired as a man can be.

On nights like tonight when no one’s around, I sit in the dark on my hands, on the ground...

More things to commend to your attention:

September Ideomancer live!

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