Announced today, so I can announce it too: "Wild Card", which is a novelette written as part of the Shadow Unit universe (and if you haven't checked ou Shadow Unit, you really should!) will be reprinted in Rich Horton's ne SUPERHEROES anthology!


It's available for preorder at Amazon and Barnes & Noble, and should be hitting shelves all over around March 1st.

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So: stuff afoot! Here's some!

1) You may or may not be aware of [ profile] 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!
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.)
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 [ profile] 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.


Jan. 17th, 2011 11:04 am
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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, [ profile] rose_lemberg, Michelle Muenzler, [ profile] 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.)
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 [ profile] 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
Second in the series of posts, now that I have some lunch in front of me.

Finished Novels:


Unfinished Novels:

Light, which is the wrong title (~100 and two or three pages of notes and images)
The Enchanted Generation (~2,000 and twelve pages of notes, quotes, and plotting)
Indestructible (seven pages of notes and an opening I keep rewriting and rewriting and rewriting)
Saturnalia (13,700)
Kingdoms of Rain (barest notes)

Novel Rewrites on Above:


Novels Sold:

It pleases me to be able to just have this metric, y'know? :) Anyways, 1.

Finished Novellas:


Unfinished Novellas:

"When Your Number Isn't Up"

Finished Short Stories:

"The Closet Monster" (technically a novelette, actually, but I'm not making a new category for that.)

Unfinished Short Stories:

"Small Dark Movie of Your Life"
"The Right People"
"Shine a Light"

Short story Submissions: 3. Isn't that sad?

Acceptances: 2.

Rejections: 1.

Other responses: 0

Awaiting response: 0

Short Stories Published:

"Mister Oak" in Realms of Fantasy, February 2010 (release December 2009).
"A Thousand" in On Spec, Spring 2010.

Other Neat Things: Honourable mentions in the Year's Best anthos -- I remember two in the Dozois Year's Best SF and I think there was one in the Datlow.
I am starting to do interviews, in both the "Here's a writer!" and the "Here's an editor!" capacity.
A few things on the Locus Recommended Reads list this year; I think it was mostly Shadow Unit work.
First literary festival appearance!
Having my work not just taught at the university level, but mentioned/discussed in a scholarly book (!) about renderings of Toronto in fiction (Imagining Toronto, by the fabulous Amy Lavender Harris). Like, holy. :)
The matter of a certain Locus magazine novel sale announcement.
Really, it's mostly that I sold a book, and all the things that follow. *g*

Poems written: 2

Poems sold: 2. Go me.

Poems Published: 1.

Award nominations: 0

Words Total: 33,700 MS Word. Lightest year...ever.

This was not a great year for writing work. It was gobbled up by everything else in life: moving house, rewriting Above, the Dayjob and dancing and exploring and shows, projects and passions and the general social whirl. I can't actually be sorry about this, or even pretend to. There's work, even work you love, and then there's life. There's also the time and energy that's taken up by authoring; the business end of writing. The strategy and project planning and publicity and all the stuff that isn't actually putting words on a page. This is not to be discounted.

I have slowed. I do not work as fast as I used to, not by far, and I don't think it's a bad thing. What comes out is denser and tighter and more layered and smart and strong than it ever used to be. It just takes a long time to come together, and I spend a lot of time standing in the water, looking down, watching the shapes of the proverbial koi fish flick about before reaching in for something.

That's why there are so many novel projects with "and here's a bunch of notes" sitting up there. Most of this year, I just spent sitting very quietly with a fishing line in my hand, and watching. Waiting.

It's coming, and it'll come.

I would like to write some more short stories this year. They take forever these days, but I miss them very much. And I would also like to do a little more poetry, since I seem to be writing poetry again; there's room for striving in that form, for figuring things out. Also, my sentence-level work and...sense of microstructure, I guess? Are slogging through a major skill jump. I'm starting to figure out how to do it better, but I'm still fairly mired in the place where I can see it looking wrong, but can't put it together right reliably, and have been for a year. This has probably come of too much editing. I'm hoping to sort that one out this year too.

I would like to do less authoring and more writing this year. I think those things got out of whack for a bit there.

Most of all, really? I want a challenge. I work best when there's something just out of reach.

Stay tuned; appraisal of these sorta-goals in 364 days.
Sick, sick, horrendously sick. The annual head cold, a holiday tradition in this household, has come for me. Sniffle.

Been housebound and kind of dumb since Sunday afternoon, pretty much just reading funny stuff on the Internet and blowing my nose and eating spicy takeout and napping. I will definitely not be attending the By Divine Right show I was going to be at tonight. All has been boo and hoo.

Thing is, this afternoon my ears are still terrifically clogged, but I woke up in possession of 1) a brain and 2) a sense of humour again. All the tom kha soup and curry must be working. Things appear to be on the upswing.

Also...there is no way I could be in a cranky sick mood in the face of this:

Photo courtesy [ profile] matociquala, who loves me and wants me to be happy.

What's that, you ask?

The December Locus Magazine books sold page, with a big red football-play MS Paint circle drawn on it by yours truly.

I could not tell you why, but of all things? This, this feels like a milestone.


Dec. 11th, 2010 02:54 pm
leahbobet: (bat signal)
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 [ profile] 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! that was Thursday. :)

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


Dec. 1st, 2010 10:23 pm
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 [ profile] intertribal, [ profile] beccadelarosa, and Stephen Case, and poetry from [ profile] 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?
Very quickly, 'cause I'm at work here:

I've been interviewed for the November issue of the Online Writing Workshop for Science Fiction, Fantasy, and Horror's monthly newsletter about Above and the process of selling my first novel. It is mostly about My Big Fat Unsolicited Opinion on said process, which I'm sure you have plenty of if you hang around here, but well, there's some more.

(Also, if you haven't seen the precis/summary blurb for Above, that's a good place to get it.)

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, [ profile] rose_lemberg, and mine own bad self.

It is lovely as usual, and [ profile] 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

Things have been busy, both at Dayjob and home (and abroad I'm sure, and socially, for that matter). All-night art festivals! Dance classes! Scavenger hunt dinners! Revising! Rush projects! Digging out from altogether too much e-mail!

There is much too much to do in this city in the fall, and this is a wonderful first-world problem to have.

Some stuff piled up while I was doing all that.

For one, I have an episode -- "The Closet Monster" live at Shadow Unit this week. About 13,000 words of ECR goodness!

For two, Horrorscope reviewed On Spec #80, and with it, "A Thousand".

For three, poem "For Pomegranates", the one I read at the Rhysling thing at Readercon this year, will be in this month's issue of Goblin Fruit when it goes live, which is sometime this weekend. Not yet. I let you know when.

For four, I'll be panelling at the first annual SFContario in mid-November, and here is my panel schedule:

Saturday 8:00PM, Gardenview
Best Books of 2010
Hugo and Aurora nominations open soon. What novels and stories caught your attention this year?
(Leah Bobet(M), Sandra Katsuri, Karin Lowachee, Michael Martineck)

Saturday 10:00PM, Ballroom BC
Short stories and Novellas: Where’s the Love?
Sure, we say we love reading shorter works, but it’s the novels that sell, and awards for shorter fiction tend to go to successful novelists. Why don’t short stories and novellas get more respect?
(Leah Bobet, Stephanie Bedwell-Grime(M), Gabrielle Harbowy, Michael Swanwick, Hayden Trenholm)

Sunday 12:00PM, Ballroom A
Review and Criticism in the SF Field
How is science fiction and fantasy being reviewed? Is it only amongst readers of SF or is it getting more mainstream attention. Are reviews helping or harming the genre, and where can the most reliable reviews be found? Are there things, aside from writing a brilliant story of course, that a writer can do to insure a positive review or should the writer ignore reviews altogether?
(Leah Bobet, Peter Halasz, Monica Pacheco, Tony Pi(M))

Otherwise I will be in other people's panels knitting and listening with intent. Or in the bar.
Home from work this evening to find out that Goblin Fruit will be taking some poems: "For Pomegranates", which I read at this year's Rhysling Poetry Slam at Readercon,* and "Little Songs", which some of you may remember as the formal Petrarchan sonnet about music and poetics and boyfriends with bonus! dirty Greek pun. They'll be appearing in the autumn and winter issues, respectively.

I owe a few tips of the hat on these. They were the first poems I'd actually written in about two years, since I took the Modernist Poetry course that taught me how little I actually knew about poetry, and I ran them by a lot of people. I commend to you [ profile] chibibluebird, [ profile] ericmarin, [ profile] hawkwing_lb, [ profile] matociquala, [ profile] rushthatspeaks, [ profile] sovay, [ profile] stillnotbored and [ profile] txanne as poetry critiquers of excellence.

*The streak of selling every unsold poem I read in public continues.
Not much to actually talk about these days: revising continues apace, with a hiccup in the form of my favourite tea shop/work hangout closing last week. RIP, T Cafe. I will miss your smoked duck sandwich and the triple-decker grilled cheese and the pitchers of brewed iced white tea that were only a couple bucks each, and now I need to find somewhere else to work that has wifi and plugs that work and actually stays open to a decent evening hour.

The rest of the week's been taken up by little things: setting up the wireless router, finally; hanging posters; mac and cheese at the Vic; figuring out the shopping list for the housewarming party this weekend; marathoning Vampire Diaries with Dr. My Roommate; a fruit pick down by College that netted me eleven pounds of fresh red grapes. Figuring out what to do with eleven pounds of fresh red grapes, which is still in progress.

I am knitting a fuzzy sweater, because it is cold.

Some scattered writery half-news stuff going on, in the middle of all the revising:

Unfortunately Best American Fantasy is closing up shop. Because there won't be an anthology this year, they've posted the list of stories that were under consideration for the fourth volume, and "Six" is included.

The full nomination stats for this year's Hugos are up, and as [ profile] papersky would put it, apparently "Sugar" came twenty-first out of five, with 11 nominations. This is ultimately meaningless, but rather neat: both for me and for the rest of the Shadow Unit crew.

And my fingers are cold, so it's back to knitting. And vampires. And knitting.
leahbobet: (gardening)
Almost four months, in fact.

Above will be published by Arthur A. Levine Books, an imprint of Scholastic, due to the good graces of the ever-hypercompetent Caitlin Blasdell and Cheryl Klein, who is 1) kind of scary brilliant and 2) now my editor.

So you'll get to read the thing after all.

Happy Friday. :)
Got home yesterday to my contributor's copies of the Spring 2010 issue of On Spec, which contains fiction from [ profile] wistling, [ profile] 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

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

1) Via the eagle eyes of [ profile] 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 [ profile] wistling (as his alter ego, Campbell nominee Tony Pi) and [ profile] tinaconnolly, who are both cool people whose work I admire.

2) [ profile] 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.
leahbobet: (gardening)
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 [ profile] 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.

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