Sybil’s Garage #6 is out!

A reminder to all who enjoy good, brain-twisting fiction: Sybil’s Garage, produced by Senses Five Press, run by Matthew Kressel of the (my) Altered Fluid Writing group, has just produced its phenomenal sixth issue. I had the honor of being a slush reader for this, so I feel a bit of proprietary pride here. I mean, seriously — check out this ToC:

Liz Bourke — “The Girl”
Donna Burgess — “Ashes”
Lyn C. A. Gardner — “God’s Cat”
Alex Dally MacFarlane — “The Wat”
Susannah Mandel — “Metamorphic Megafauna”
Tracie McBride — “An Ill Wind”
Kristen McHenry — “Museum”
Jaime Lee Moyer — “One by Moonlight”
Daniel A. Rabuzzi — “Backsight”
Michel Sauret — “Brick Wall Giants”
Michel Sauret — “Son of Man”
J.E. Stanley — “City of Bridges”
Sonya Taaffe — “Skiadas”
Marcie Lynn Tentchoff — “Sun-Kissed”

Rumjhum Biswas — “Mother’s Garden”
K. Tempest Bradford — “Élan Vital”
Autumn Canter — “Day of the Mayfly”
Becca De La Rosa — “Not the West Wind”
Eric Del Carlo — “Come the Cold”
Jason Heller — “The Raincaller”
Paul Jessup — “Heaven’s Fire ”
Vylar Kaftan — “Fulgurite”
Keffy R. M. Kehrli — “Machine Washable”
Sean Markey — “Waiting for the Green Woman”
James B. Pepe — “I am Enkidu, his Wild Brother”
Simon Petrie — “Downdraft”
Genevieve Valentine — “The Drink of Fine Gentlemen Everywhere”
Stephanie Campisi — “Drinking Black Coffee at the Jasper Grey Café”
Toiya Kristen Finley — “Eating Ritual”
Donald Norum — “An Old Man Went Fishing on the Sea of Red”

Interview with Paul Tremblay by Devin Poore

You want it, don’t you? You know you want it.


From the Tokyo Fantasy Show as reported at Pink Tentacle, images of a post-apocalyptic, empty Tokyo. My favorite is Shinjuku — an area of Tokyo that I visited when I went there several years ago, which is amazingly sleazy and yet also surreal. Later I learned that Shinjuku is considered the “spiritual” center of Tokyo, i.e., the most likely part of the city to suffer some kind of supernatural/magical apocalypse. And this is what it might look like:

Shinjuku after the apocalypse

Just a thought — how come the apocalypse is considered science fiction? I mean, what, people think magic can’t blow stuff up too? ::resolves to blow some stuff up with magic::


Riffing on Strings, an anthology of fiction and essays inspired by String Theory, has won a Silver Independent Publisher Book Award (IPPY)! My short story, “Too Many Yesterdays, Not Enough Tomorrows,” is in this, along with some other phenomenal contributors (including Michio Kaku!). Yay!

Announcing 2009 IPPY Awards National and Regional Results
Recognizing Excellence in Independent Publishing – 13th Annual Awards

Jenkins Group is proud to announce the results in the 65 National categories and 20 Regional categories of this year’s Independent Publisher Book Awards. 3,380 books were entered in the national contest (an average of 50 contenders per category) and 710 books were entered in the regional contest (an average of 35 per category).
26. Essay/Creative Non-Fiction
Silver: Riffing on Strings: Creative Writing Inspired by String Theory, edited by Sean Miller and Shveta Verma (Scriblerus Press)

The Million Writers Award

No, I’m not up for it. But a friend and colleague of mine is — Kris Dikeman, whose phenomenal story “Nine Sundays in a Row” got quite justifiably nominated. This contest is a “reader’s choice” award, so you can vote for the story you like best. You don’t have to vote for Kris, of course…

(…OK I lied you totally do.)

Anyway, go look, and if you like, vote.

Spock and Biraciality

Went to see Star Trek last week. Quite liked it, despite problems like the women of the series still getting short shrift in the agency department, and much of the frenetic action having no real purpose. (Why did Young Kirk trash that beautiful car? I cannot condone random destruction of works of art, not even as characterization shorthand.)

But have seen several convos on the ‘net that triggered some thoughts. Namely — whoops, spoiler-cut —
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Networking Confessions at The Magic District

In which I reveal my greatest fear!

My Wiscon Schedule, part deux

OK, finally seems to be solidified, though some of the events on this keep skeeting about like greased pigs. Thus far we have:

Writers’ Workshop, Fri 9:00AM – 12:00PM.
I’ll be running a group of four aspiring novelists. Yay!

Forces Beyond Our Control: power, identity, and magic in fantasy, Fri 4:00 – 5:15PM.
This is a reading I’ll be doing with fellow writers Alaya Dawn Johnson, Margaret Ronald, and Doselle Young. What will I read? Uh… still deciding on that.

I’m the moderator for this one; the panelists will be K. Tempest Bradford, Moondancer Drake, Nnedi Nkemdili Okorafor, and Naamen Gobert Tilahun. Should be fun — it’s a panel full of writers of color, talking about anything but race for a change.

Was It Good for You? Sat 10:30 – 11:45PM.
Again moderating for K. Tempest Bradford, Sumana Harihareswara, Rachel Kronick, and Betsy Lundsten. Here’s an abbreviated description:
A common response to requests for increased representation of women/PoC in science fiction seems to be—we are just looking for good stories. Writers are concerned that, even absent overt discrimination, the themes they want to write about and the stories they want to tell will be dismissed as irrelevant to the white male audience. This doesn’t really have anything to do with quality.

Getting it Wrong Gracefully, Mon 10:00 – 11:15AM.
Moderating again, yay. Panelists are Alan Bostick, Moondancer Drake, Vylar Kaftan, and Mary Robinette Kowal. In brief:
The purpose of this discussion is to not only talk about the logistics of writing about folks unlike yourself, but to talk about how a writer handles the inevitable moment when what you’ve written offends someone.

If you’re wondering, Wiscon usually has a desperate shortage of moderators, so when people are willing, they definitely get used. And while I know many of these panels will require moderator heavy lifting — controversial panels can get ugly, if one isn’t careful — I think it’s worth a little sacrifice of comfort on my part to try and keep the discussion on-track. Wiscon is my favorite SF con because it’s willing to have these kinds of panels, and it staffs them with ordinary people — anyone who feels like it can volunteer to be on a panel at Wiscon, and there’s a strong likelihood they’ll get picked. I’ve learned more about being a writer from panels like this than from any panel of knowitall blowhards.

Actually, I’m most nervous about the reading. Haven’t done one of those since the last Wiscon, maybe 2 years ago? And now that I’ve got less than a month to go, I really need to decide what I’m going to read. ::ulp:: I’m torn between two forthcoming things: the first chapter of 100K, and the first half of my short story “Sinners, Saints, Dragons, and Haints, in the City Beneath the Still Waters”, which will be coming out in Postscripts in 2010. It’s got to fit into about 15 minutes, so can’t be much, whatever it is. Argh, I’m so indecisive.

So anyway, hope to see some of you there. =)

100K available for preorder!

OK, so the author name is wrong and there’s no cover image and for some reason Amazon seems to have pre-tagged it as “Chinese fantasy” (O.o)… but I imagine all these things are fixable. Anyway, if you reeeeeeeally really really want to make sure you get your hands on a copy, and you’re terrified that it’ll sell out or the world economy will collapse or the price of paper will surge or nanotech will turn us all into gray goo sometime within the next 9 months… you can now preorder The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms on Amazon!. And it’s actually coming up in the search results now, bigger yay!

Go see “Sleep Dealer”!

Just saw this film and it was phenomenal. Go see it!

(No nuanced critique, sorry; no coffee yet.)


I’ve been sitting on this for a few days now, bouncing in virtual little-girl excitement, struggling to hold it all in. But now at last, at last I can share the joy!!

The official cover!!

Like it? Then bop over to the Orbit blog to tell Art Director Lauren Panepinto that she is the shit. Except don’t use shit. OK you can use it but don’t tell her I told you to.