N.K. Jemisin

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The Kingdom of Gods

The Kingdom of Gods

For two thousand years, the Arameri family has ruled the world by enslaving the very gods that created mortalkind. Now the gods are free, and the Arameri's ruthless grip is slipping. Yet they are all that stands between peace and world-spanning, unending war...

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Whose Wonderland? Which wonderful?

Saw this done by a friend on LJ, and thought it might make a good memelike thing*: if you could live in a fantasy setting of your choosing, which one — based on fantasy novels you’ve read — would it be?

Because not just anybody’s wonderland would be wonderful for me, after all. I’m going to just skip the ones where there are no black people, because I can’t see how it would be particularly wonderful to be treated as “exotic” — and abnormal. This does not, note, rule out all wonderlands that resemble medieval Europe; a lot depends on how realistically that resemblance is handled, since the real medieval Europe had Moors and whatnot running all over the place. But obviously wonderlands like Tolkien’s fantasy Europe are right out, since I’m not interested in being mistaken for a Southron and run through on some nice Gondorean’s sword. That’s quite apart from the fact that there’s something really wrong with that world — it keeps changing shape. Used to be flat, now it’s round; what’s next, a tetrahedron? Creepy.

My LJ friend included science fictional worlds, so that gives me a bit more to choose from — but I think I’ll narrow that down to at least science fiction/fantasy blends, otherwise this post will be twenty screens long. And just for shits ‘n’ giggles, I’m going to toss in videogame worlds and manga worlds. And here are my picks:

  • Pern: (Anne McCaffrey’s Dragonriders serieseseses) Pros: Dragons and fire lizards! Cons: problematic fungal life. Plus, Pern’s society is a little too unequal for my tastes; wouldn’t want to end up as a drudge or green dragonrider. ::shudder of horror:: Maybe in the earlier eras, when the Pernese still retained some of their colonial egalitarianism.
  • Erna: (C. S. Friedman’s Coldfire trilogy). Pros: Anybody can do magic! Cons: Anybody can do magic. Though maybe if I get there after the trilogy ends, it wouldn’t be so bad. Sounds very pretty there. And there’s that whole other continent full of black people! Hopefully they’re not being manipulated by aliens anymore.
  • Earth-post-Wraeththu: (Storm Constantine’s Wraeththu) Sounds great, if you’re Wraeththu or Kamagrian. Human, not so much. And apparently the entire southern hemisphere has been nuked… eh… actually, it doesn’t sound great.
  • Unnamed world of Ico and Shadow of the Colossus — and the forthcoming the Last Guardian, eeee!!!: Pro: an utterly beautiful, magical world. Cons: …full of shadow-monsters and giant statues that try to kill you. Huh. Still, as long as I don’t go looking for them, they probably won’t come after me. Unless I suddenly grow horns.
  • Spira, from Final Fantasy X: Another utterly beautiful world. I guess I figure that if I’ve got to live where monsters and magic will attack me — a significant con, but pretty much par for the course in wonderland — I might as well take in some very nice scenery in the process.
  • London a la Kate Griffin: whom you should be reading. Who’s to say we aren’t living in that world already? I visited London back in October. Felt plenty magical to me.
  • Alt-Earth a la Kate Elliott, specifically “the Spiritwalkers Trilogy”: Yet and still more beauty, even up in still-Ice-Age steampunk Europa. Minor drawbacks to life there, like zombies, killer ice magicians, oppressive regimes, random attacks by the Wild Hunt, the chance of accidentally falling into the spirit world any moment and being EATEN… huh. Eh. Hrrrm.
  • Unnamed world of Alaya Dawn Johnson’s “the Spirt Binders Trilogy”: A gorgeous archipelago world, this one Polynesianesque, and which sounds idyllic as long as none of the great spirits that power their world don’t break free and trash the place. Maybe I could live in between some of those events?
  • Alt-Earth a la Naomi Novik’s Temeraire novels: Like our Earth, but with dragons, and where colonialism has failed? Sign me the hell up.
  • Out-World, Mid-World, or In-World; Stephen King’s Dark Tower septet: HELL. NO. Not even if I had a gun.
  • Alt-Earth a la any Shin Megami Tensei game or spinoff series: Haven’t played Strange Journey yet (deadlines, deadlines). But considering that most SMTs start off in a bad place — like, oh, the end of the world and complete eradication of 99.9999% of humanity — I’m thinking no on this one. Though granted, I might survive by getting some really cool tats.
  • Heaven, a la CLAMP’s RG Veda: Only if I get to be a god, somebody shows me how to use a sword, and I stay the everliving hell away from any children found inside creepy Giger-esque cocoons in the middle of the forest.
  • Amestris: from Hiromu Arakawa’s Fullmetal Alchemist. This one almost didn’t make the list, because Amestris is basically a steampunk-with-magic version of Germany during the Third Reich. They’re not targeting people who look like me — in fact there are a number of black people in the Amestrian army, so they’re obviously considered to be welcome there — but I don’t want to be anywhere that genocidal campaigns are taking place and condoned by the populace. Maybe I could be a resistance fighter there, and hang out with the Elric brothers? Gah, no — those boys get into too much danger, and there’s too much collateral damage around them.
  • Alt-Earth a la the Harry Potter books: As with Kate Griffin’s London, how do we know we’re not already there?

So what fantasy worlds would you choose to live in?

* The psychologist and armchair historian in me feels obliged to point out that the way “meme” gets used in the blogosphere is totally wrong. All that said, meme away.

Anime recs please?

I’m tired of talking about writing, race, gender, politics, and all that other heavy crap. Let’s talk cartoons!

It’s no secret that I’m an anime/manga fan, especially since I mentioned in the afterward to The Broken Kingdoms that the World Tree was at least partly inspired by the giant sakura in the shoujo series Mahou Tsukai Tai!*. But I have to confess that I haven’t been a power user of anime or manga in about ten years, so I’m not up on the latest/hottest/coolest stuff. In fact, to my shame, I now get most of my anime as dubbed stuff via the Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim, and most of my manga in English translation. Once upon a time, I would never have been caught dead watching dubs, let alone those adulterated for American TV… ::sigh:: Alas, my geek cred has become a casualty of my lack of time.

Which is the reason for this post. I need recs! I have no time to sift through the long-tailed mountain of stuff out there these days, but I know some of that stuff is pretty cool. I’ve seen a little of it, and want more. So here’s what I’m liking these days, and why, if that will help you out:

  • Fullmetal Alchemist: I collected the manga for awhile, until a very long gap between some of the English-language volumes annoyed me into stopping. Watching FMA: Brotherhood, tho’, so may resume the manga eventually. Anyway, what’s not to love about this series? It was steampunk before there was steampunk, has magnificent characterization, plot intricacies that make me jealous, and superb artwork.
  • Noein: This is quite possibly the most beautiful anime about theoretical quantum physics I’ve ever seen. …Okay, it’s the only anime about theoretical quantum physics I’ve ever seen. But emphasis on the beauty: I didn’t actually like the art at first, but it won me over. Or maybe I just associated its artwork with its brilliant, heartrending storyline, and liked it better. Whatever. I have a thing for physics love stories.
  • Darker Than Black: I don’t know why I like this series. It’s not at all my usual thing… and yet there’s something about the badass, nihilistic, somehow pathetic Contractors that fascinates me.
  • Bleach: I’m a shoujo fan by preference, but I’m not opposed to a little standard shounen fightfest now and again. It’s cathartic. But Bleach is probably the limit of “I’ve gotta get stronger!” stuff I feel like watching these days, and it’s worn on me. Still, I’m willing to consider something new.
  • Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex: (Both seasons.) Also not my usual taste. Still, I’m willing to endure the technobabble and look-how-cool-post-cyberpunk-is blather for more interesting (to me) existential questions about who qualifies as human in the time of posthumanity. Also, I want a Tachikoma. We could have long rambly arguments about the nature of existence, and then it could BLOW UP SHIT.
  • Blood+: The original movie was boring as all get out. The shoujoized reboot was perfect for me: excellent characterization, some interesting nonhuman biology, solid action. And OK, Hagi.
  • FLCL: This one took awhile to grow on me. It made no sense, and not in a good way. But a few rewatches helped, and once I figured out most of the in-jokes, I love it.
  • Code Geass: CLAMP designs, more junior Machiavellis than Utena, scads of Ho Yay and Foe Yay — it’s crack, but it’s good crack.
  • Wolf’s Rain: I’m actually not a fan of most Bones stuff. ::dodges hatestorm:: I like their work! Just don’t usually love it — but this series I loved. It’s postapocalyptic poetic, and Yoko Kanno’s score just made it.

Some guidelines:
-I miss shoujo. Not enough of it gets imported to the US. Please suggest some?
-No problem with violence or sexuality, but not a fan of sexualized violence (e.g. rape). There are exceptions I’m willing to tolerate if they’re well-handled — see Blood+. Otherwise, no.
-Stuff that does not feature racial stereotypes or caricatures would be SUPER, thanks.
-I prefer subtitled works to dubs, so don’t be afraid to suggest those to me. But my Japanese is pretty much at the level of a two-year-old’s, so nothing raw, thanks.

*Which I highly recommend. It was also partly inspired by The Little Prince, specifically the image of a planet consumed by baobabs. Also highly recommended.

ETA: I’m actually quite familiar with anime and manga up to about 2002 or so, especially in the shoujo genre. So to clarify, it’s recent recs that I need, thanks!

My job is to break your heart.

Was listening to this great interview with Patrick Rothfuss over at The Sword and Laser, which Cy pointed out to me in the comments of another post (thanks, Cy!). Patrick gives me a nice shout-out, but I was more intrigued by something he says starting at about the 27:00 mark in the podcast (apologies for any inaccuracies in the transcription; I’m not a professional at this):

It’s very flattering when people get so involved with the work, but it’s terrifying too, because then people come in and they go, “I love your work, I’m sure that you won’t do this in the future.” And then they tell me what they want. And I can see why a lot of authors hole up and shut themselves away from their fans, because I can’t necessarily write to please everyone. And if I try, I can’t help but fail. And in some ways, the story that we want isn’t really the story that we want… That’s my job as an author; it’s to sometimes break your heart.

This is something I’ve been learning to deal with lately as a new author, and especially as one who doesn’t hole herself up away from readers. I wrestled with what kind of author I wanted to be, back when my books first got picked up for publication, because up to that point (as a short story writer and aspiring novelist) I’d had a very open, engaged online presence. Silencing this aspect of myself would’ve required something of a personality lobotomy — but I did decide to pull back a little, simply because there are aspects of my personal life that I don’t care to share with total strangers, go figure. And because I realized some time ago that I don’t write for other people. I write for myself, and if I’m lucky, other people will want to read my stuff too.

And… well, I can’t find a way to say this as tactfully as Patrick did, so I’ll just be my usual blunt self: I don’t really care what other people think about what I write. Oh, I care about improving my writing, so I listen to the critiques of others whose opinions I respect and/or who I know are just as committed to the craft as I am, if not more. But I don’t care how people react to the content of my work, or its execution beyond that craftsmanship level. I’m not sure any author can care about things like that and not go crazy. Some of the biggest critics of 100K dislike it because it’s not the book they wanted it to be, even as they acknowledge that it’s not badly-written. And while that’s a completely understandable response — after all, people pay quite a bit for novels these days; they expect a satisfying return on that investment — it’s also an ultimately irrelevant response, to me. What am I gonna do, suddenly start trying to write what those readers want? If I do, I’m going to disappoint those readers who like what I have written, which is a fast and magnificent way to torpedo my own career. And what if what those disgruntled readers want is something I don’t enjoy writing, or something contrary to the story that I want to tell? In that case I’ll only disappoint myself… but I won’t finish it, most likely. Writing a novel is tough even when I love the material; maintaining the necessary discipline for a book I don’t love is pretty much impossible.

So for those of you who are disappointed in me for not writing what you wanted to read: sorry. Kinda. I’m not a huge fan of fauxpologies, so I feel obliged to point out that this apology isn’t false, it’s just partial. I truly am sorry that you feel your money was wasted. Thanks for taking a chance on my book, and I wish that gamble had been rewarded. But before you write me to demand that I write what you want next time, please think about what would’ve made the experience more satisfying, and ask yourself if it’s realistic to expect that of me as an artist and an individual (as opposed to a factory deliberately trying to appeal to the greatest common denominator of tastes). And consider, as I think Patrick suggests, what you really want from your fiction. Is it formulas, something customized to your precise preferences, the same great experience you had last week? Do you want exactly $7.99 worth of happiness?

Or do you want to be surprised?

Because those surprises will not always be pleasant, if so. They won’t always be what you expect, or even what you want. That’s the risk inherent in art. Some of it will exalt you; some of it will frustrate and anger you. If it doesn’t do these things, or if some quality of how it’s crafted interferes with its effect, then I’m not doing my job, and you’re welcome to take me to task for that. But if you finish one of my books and think to yourself, “Why did she go in that direction?” or “I can’t believe she killed [character X]!” or “That wasn’t at all what I expected it to be”… Well, then, good. That’s how you’re supposed to feel. And I’m glad, not sorry, for that.

Think Galacticon Notable Guest!

Checking off another on my list of authorly accomplishments — I’m going to be this year’s Notable Guest at Think Galacticon!

I’ve never been to Think Galacticon, but it looks like my kind of con. And it’s in Chi-town, which is my kind of town. Hope to see ya’ll there!

Brilliance from Hal Duncan

The status quo is segregation. It’s a state of segregation in which black, queer and members of other abject groups are not deemed to belong as main characters. This is the segregation of not being able to sit at the front of the bus. They may be allowed in as an exception if it “serves the plot” (c.f. your reviewer’s expectation of a *reason* for the character’s gayness.) This is the segregation of being stopped in a white neighbourhod and challenged on your purpose in being there. They may be allowed in as Gay Best Friends or Magic Negros in service of the straight, white protagonist. This is the segregation of travelling into a white neighbourhood to work as a cleaner in someone’s house.

It’s segregation for the readers too. They may be able to go to a little corner of the genre where they can find stories that speak direct to them (a gay spec fic mag like Icarus, say.) This is the segregation of the ghetto. While this holds, as much as the abject may appreciate much of the narratives they’re written out of, the constant awareness of their erasure from these narratives is a barrier that prevents full enjoyment, a sign that says, “No Blacks” or “No Gays” (or whatever) that they must choose to ignore. This is the segregation of water fountains at which the abject cannot drink and be refreshed as the non-abject can.

There’s no requirement on an author to engage with the issues of race or sexuality or whatever as subjects; an author’s thematics is their choice. The desire for inclusion is not a politically correct demand for quotas whereby X% of seats at the front of the bus are allotted to the abject, such that some poor old lady who deserves that seat will be forced to stand; that’s a straw man of the committed segregationist. Nor is it a trivial petition for “diversity” that can be met with perfunctory tokenism; that’s a complacent delusion of the unwitting segregationist. It’s a desire for integration, plain and simple — nothing more, nothing less.

From here, at author Mark Charan Newton’s blog.

Sorry for simply posting someone else’s thoughts, but a) I’m still in Deadline Hell, got no time for bloggery, and b) this is just so damn brilliant, it doesn’t need commentary. Posted with his permission. Also, go check out his chewy, intricate, equally brilliant novel.

Epic Fantasy Defined, again (at Black Gate)

Huh. Saw this interesting post over at Black Gate’s blog. I agree with some of it; that whole thing about a defined evil, for example, and the world-transforming scope. But I don’t agree with… well, the rest.

Basically I think Surridge’s definition is too wedded to superficialities and not enough to content. The danger of defining an art form by superficialities is that it leaves no room for experimentation or growth. The boundaries become set by What Has Gone Before, rather than something more intrinsic. That’s the kind of thinking that allows some readers to believe that only men can write epic fantasy, for example, or that it can only be set in a European medievalish setting. That’s also what encourages some publishers to focus on a “winning formula” rather than a good story: books X pages long times Y volumes containing D Dark Lords faced by Band of Adventurers Ba(x-1) = PROFIT!! (The “minus one” is for the inevitable secondary character who dies/gets tortured/gets kidnapped to motivate the hero.)

I mean, really: Earthsea gets excluded because the books are too short? And I’m guessing C. S. Friedman’s Coldfire trilogy won’t fit because its characters are descended from space colonists and know about Science, and because its stalwart hero teams up with its defined-but-shifting-evil Dark Lord in order to face a more existentially evil badguy.

I also think it’s hard to have a discussion about something like this without considering the definitions that already exist

…Buuuuut, I’m kind of in Deadline Hell right now on a number of projects, and don’t have time to devote a solid blog post to this. So I’ll just point you at the BG blog to continue the discussion there. Enjoy!

It’s official: Nebula Nom!

So I can finally let the cat out of the bag on some great news I got last week: The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms has been nominated for a 2010 Nebula Award!

I’m thrilled, of course — dancing in the streets, figuratively — but I’ve actually known about this since last week, so had some time to squee and calm down. It helps that I’ve been through this before; last year was my first time on the Nebula ballot, in the short story category. Didn’t win then, but I was OK with that because a) it really is an honor to be nominated, given that the Nebs are selected by my fellow SFF writers, and b) a story that I really liked won instead. Hard to feel bad when you’re competing against quality. I am again in excellent company this year, and will in fact have a harder time with the whole process because several of the other writers in the Novel category are actually friends, or people whose work I’ve read and admire. But as problems go, this is a good one to have.

So now we wait. Thanks to all of you who voted, and the rest of you — wish me luck.

Wanna be a god?

The Con or Bust auction has begun, trying to raise funds to send fans of color to science fiction conventions they would not otherwise attend. To support the auction, I’m offering something a little special: the chance to become a god!

…Well, not really. This is actually just a Tuckerization in the forthcoming Dreamblood duology. I don’t really have the ability to turn anybody into a god.

OR DO I?!

And now a word from our sponsor

Said sponsor being me, that is. I own this site, pay all costs, and derive most of the benefit from the labor that generates its content, though it would be pretty silly of me to invoice myself.

That said, I could invoice myself, if I wanted to, because the work that I do writing posts for this blog has a real cost. Take that post I did a little while ago on feminization, and the fear thereof, in epic fantasy. It took me about four hours, spread over several days, to write that post — and it’s not my best work because that was me rushing the thing; I’m busy working on Reaper right now, so didn’t want to lose too much writing-time to blogging. I wasn’t entirely happy with the result, either, which was less coherent than I wanted it, but it served its purpose. (I think this guy actually did a better job of articulating what I was trying to say.) And that purpose was to bring eyeballs to this site, which it did — 3000+ of them, specifically, per Google Analytics. Well, technically that would be 6000 eyeballs, unless a number of those unique visitors were cyclopses… but you take my point.

Those eyeballs = marketing, and that marketing can potentially lead to sales. That’s why any author blogs, after all, aside from our narcissistic conviction that all our words might be entertaining, not just the neatly-packaged ones. If one percent of those 3000 people decide to buy my book, that’s 30 sales I didn’t have. It’s more complicated than that, actually — 30 people who like my book might tell 30 more to go buy it; some of what I post here has its own income stream (that story has sold elsewhere); and so on. But that’s the simple way to look at it.

Marketing costs. In this case the monetary cost is minimal — I pay a little to maintain my domain name, a little for server space — in comparison with the whopping huge cost of generating content in terms of time. And for a writer, time is very much money. The four hours that it took me to write and revise the feminization post, and the additional two hours that I spent on moderating and adding my own comments — well, that’s pretty much a full day of writing for me. On a good day I can do 2000 fresh words, or revise maybe a half-chapter’s worth of material. At that rate it takes about 100 days for me to write and revise a novel. (That too is way more complicated, and longer in real terms, but let’s go with 100 for calculation purposes.) Let’s say I make $20,000 off that book (using the average advance for a multiply-published fantasy author, which I guess I qualify as, and adding a little extra for the hoped-for royalties over the book’s lifetime). That makes a day of writing worth $200 — which means that a day of blogging costs me that much in delayed (or lost, if the book is late enough) income. I recoup some that cost through the book sales that the post hopefully generates, but probably not all of it. And every day I spend writing blog posts (or something else — interviews, reviews) equals a day added to that 100. So for those of you who are mad that The Kingdom of Gods won’t be coming out ’til October, this is why. As a new author, I have to market myself, and that time has to come from somewhere.

This is a gross oversimplification, of course, but I raise all this to make a point. There’s been a lot of chatter on the internetz lately over the sale of the Huffington Post to AOL for a whole lotta money — a fact which highlights the value of the work HuffPo’s freelance bloggers have contributed to the site. Continue reading ›

More Melding!

Got asked to participate in an SF Signal Mind Meld again: what are the books that I reread again and again? Admitted some I’m a little ashamed of, since they date from my teen years, but hey — every writer’s got a few literary skeletons in her closet. And there are a few that I still admire and love. Go see!


 

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