N.K. Jemisin

The Fifth Season

The Fifth Season

A season of endings has begun. It starts with the great red rift across the heart of the world's sole continent, from which enough ash spews to darken the sky for years. Or centuries.

It starts with death, with a murdered son and a missing daughter.

It starts with betrayal, and long dormant wounds rising up to fester.

And it ends with you. You are the Stillness, a land long familiar with catastrophe, where orogenes wield the power of the earth as a weapon and are feared far more than the long cold night. And you will have no mercy.

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Ask Me Anything About the Dreamblood!

Since I had three books coming out in close proximity to each other — The Kingdom of Gods just a few months ago, and The Killing Moon in May 2012 and The Shadowed Sun in June 2012, I’ve tried to minimize confusion and “competing against myself” by not talking about the latter two books until 2012. Well, now it’s 2012, and the brakes are off. Ask me anything about The Dreamblood!

The blurb, for those of you who haven’t seen the preview chapter in The Kingdom of Gods: (Note that this is for The Killing Moon; any blurbage about The Shadowed Sun is a spoiler for TKM, unfortunately.)

The city burned beneath the Dreaming Moon.

In the ancient city-state of Gujaareh, peace is the only law. Upon its rooftops and amongst the shadows of its cobbled streets wait the Gatherers – the keepers of this peace. Priests of the dream-goddess, their duty is to harvest the magic of the sleeping mind and use it to heal, soothe . . . and kill those judged corrupt.

But when a conspiracy blooms within Gujaareh’s great temple, Ehiru – the most famous of the city’s Gatherers – must question everything he knows. Someone, or something, is murdering dreamers in the goddess’ name, stalking its prey both in Gujaareh’s alleys and the realm of dreams. Ehiru must now protect the woman he was sent to kill – or watch the city be devoured by war and forbidden magic.

The covers, preliminary thus far:
Cover for The Killing Moon features a city with a huge red moon overhead

Cover for The Shadowed Sun features an eclipsed sun over a desert

The Cast:

  • Ehiru: A Gatherer of the Goddess of Dreams, Hananja. Ehiru has spent his life in service to the Hananjan faith, which values peace above all else — even life. As a Gatherer, his duty is to ensure that Gujaareh’s citizens can safely make the final journey into the land of dreams. He ensures this by killing them peacefully in their sleep in the dark of the night, and collecting the magic born of their final death-dream. Ehiru is a man of great conviction and serenity who has served Hananja without question for decades, but when his faith is badly shaken by revelations at the beginning of the story, he risks losing his own sense of peace.
  • Sunandi Jeh Kalawe: An ambassador from Gujaareh’s motherland and rival kingdom, Kisua. Sunandi is beautiful, clever, and very very aware of the danger that Gujaareh poses, if its terrible dream-magic should ever be unleashed against its enemies. She’ll need all her wiles to survive when a literally nightmarish assassin, the Reaper, tries to prevent her from warning her kingdom about a terrible Gujaareen secret.
  • Nijiri: Ehiru’s apprentice in the Gatherer path. 16 years old and with the ruthlessness of an old man, only one thing keeps his morals in check: his love for Ehiru. When Ehiru falters, will he have the strength to do what a Gatherer must?
  • The Reaper: Where Gatherers kill for mercy, the Reaper kills for pure sadistic joy. This beast hunts through waking and dreaming, and its powers are growing. Who holds its leash? And what will happen if it ever breaks free?

Any questions?

The desperate quest for a new TV fantasy

I’m one of those people who’s perpetually behind the pop-cultural cutting edge. In fact I pretty much lurk at the blunt ass-end of what’s new/hot/now; I discover TV series years after they’ve been cancelled, I catch up on the popular movies only when I find them in the bargain bin, I’m years out of date on the coolest animanga and games. Netflix loves me; I order DVDs and don’t watch them for months. This is by choice, mind you: with a full-time writing career and a full-time job to juggle, something had to give. And I don’t mind being out of the loop, even when those inevitable conversations occur among my friends as they excitedly gab over that thing that happened on [insert show] last night, or whatever. I just smile and say I don’t watch it, and endure the inevitable looks of incredulity and pity — which I’ll admit I don’t get often anymore. My friends all know me well.

Still, I do occasionally make exceptions for movies I really want to see and games that hit my storytelling sweet spot (at the moment I’m working my way through Catherine, which is quite possibly the most mindscrewy game I’ve played since the last Silent Hill — and that’s a positive recommendation, note). I also made an exception for Battlestar Galactica‘s reboot while it was running; took me awhile to get into it, but once I was hooked I watched it religiously. When a show is good, when it does the things I want a TV series to do, I’ll make time for it.

But that’s why BSG is really the last TV show I followed — it was brilliant, well-acted and very different from the usual space operatic fare, but apparently well-acted imaginative speculative stuff on TV is a lot to ask for. And what I really crave is a good solid BSG-quality show in the fantasy vein. I’ve seen a few excellent efforts, but they never seem to last. I remember a brilliant little show back in the 90s called White Dwarf (pilot on YouTube), that had potential like whoa — hated the voiceover, but it still had an aesthetic sensibility and originality that I loved, and I’m a fan of Neil McDonough. But it didn’t make it past the pilot. And now I’ve just heard about this — Ron Moore’s attempt at a fantasy police procedural. I watched the pilot before its takedown, and it was everything I would’ve wanted to see in a fantasy TV show: clever and imaginative worldbuilding, characters who feel like people and not archetypes, and a genuine engagement with all the possibilities that magic presents — not just a twee treatment of magic as a plot device. Some cool alternate history too, and a proven cast, proven writers, all high-quality stuff. I can’t see how 17th Precinct would’ve cost much; aside from the “hovering blood” effect, it was pretty much a down-the-line police procedural, which are popular because they’re so cheap to make. But even the pilot didn’t make it off the drawing board.

I think this keeps happening because TV hates fantasy. I’m reminded of the way Hollywood treated fantasy prior to Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings and the Harry Potter film adaptations. Once upon a time, Conventional Wisdom said that fantasy on the big screen couldn’t sell. It was deemed too cheesy and laughable, a la Krull, or too commercially dubious, a la Willow — which was financially successful, note, just not as successful as its producers hoped. When Jackson’s budget for LotR ballooned, there was all kinds of doomsaying; since its success, there have been several other big-budget fantasy films made that otherwise probably wouldn’t have seen the light of day. A wholesale attitude adjustment. So what will it take to adjust TV networks’ attitudes towards fantasy television? If the decades-long success of Doctor Who — which I’d call science fantasy rather pure science fiction — doesn’t open doors, what will? If Ron Moore can’t sell magic, who can?

Yeah, SyFy — the same network that took a chance on BSG — has made fantasy attempts, but most of them have been offensively bad and should never have been made (link to author GL Valentine’s “Questionable Taste Theater” blog series, which I highly recommend). Last year on the Big Four we got Once Upon A Time, a predictable yawner, and Grimm — same concept as 17th Precinct, a magic police procedural, but far less imaginative (and way less interesting, IMO). We also got A Game of Thrones, which I hear is better than the books — I don’t have HBO, so I’ll get around to it when it’s on DVD — and I’m hoping it’ll make the difference. On the second-string networks we at least get some love for urban fantasy; the last few seasons have been drowning in vampires and witches and now apparently succubi. I’m not surprised; shows like this are cheap to make, and stand some chance of appealing to the Twilight demographic.

But none of this stuff feels fresh or exciting. Even GoT is nothing new — same old medieval Europe-ish setting, same basic focus on guys with swords, just with more sex and better acting than what we’ve seen before. Stick some dragons in The Tudors and you’ve got the same thing (literally; Martin’s story is based on the War of the Roses). But can a girl get some new Xena? I mean, seriously, where’s the Alien Nation with shapeshifting dragons? Let’s try Sergei Lukayenko’s Night Watch as a miniseries instead of a confusing and too-short movie. (It can come on after GoT.) Somebody give Rockne O’Bannon some cash and see what he can give the Farscape treatment to something fantastic.

What will it take to make (literal) TV magic?

I suppose I ought to do some kind of end-of-the-year post.

…except I don’t really feel like it. This year has been both heaven and hell in various ways. I got a day job which has made me financially stable — and it’s been eating into my ability to write. I published one book and am looking forward to two more next year… but I recently realized I’ve sold only one short story, and had none published this year — a record low since I started writing seriously. I threw a bigass party on the other side of the country, and attended a bigass party on the other side of the world — and both left me exhausted. My work has been nominated for every major award in the industry. I only won one, and I’m perfectly OK with that — “nominated for every major award” is a cool enough thing to say on its own. But it was still an emotional roller-coaster for awhile.

I’m tired, in other words, and I’m taking a vacation. I’ll be back next year, don’t worry.

In the meantime, I see other authors posting blog stats and such, so I guess I’ll do that too. I’m kind of surprised to realize there were almost 50,000 unique visitors to this site over the course of last year, 46% of which were completely new people as opposed to repeat visitors. Hiya, folks. Had no idea so many of you were out there! And here are the top blog posts of 2011 you looked at, in order by pageviews from top down:

  1. “Feminization” in Epic Fantasy?
  2. The limitations of womanhood in epic fantasy (and everywhere else, but for now, epic fantasy)
  3. Go@#$% Hollywood
  4. Dear Hollywood: How’s That Bigotry Working Out For You?
  5. A Brief Public Service Message
  6. Is There a “Rule of Three” in SFF?
  7. If Tolkien Were…
  8. Considering Colonialism
  9. Why is Oree Shoth Blind?
  10. Anime recs please!

The “feminization” post was stunningly popular — over 6000 hits at this point. And I’m leaving out things that aren’t blog posts; apparently the sample chapters of 100K and The Kingdom of Gods still get lots of hits. I also limited this to 2011, even though some older posts of mine continue to get a heavy hit-count, like this one and this one.

So by this highly informal and statistically suspect measure, you guys like it when I talk about feminism, racism, and anime/manga.


…Okay, then. Duly noted.

Have a great new year, ya’ll! I’m gonna go relax.

Carving a New World

Ah, the holidays. That lovely time when lists begin to dominate my life: holiday shopping lists, menus for family meals, packing lists for shipping and travel, eight million flavors of to do. I’m sure all of you reading this post, in any culture can relate. But there’s one list I’m working on right now that I suspect only the fellow writers among you will fully grok. Here’s what it would look like if I jotted it down on a sticky note:

  1. !!!
  2. Synop
  3. Characters
  4. Plot?
  5. Test Chapter 1
  6. Test Chapter 2
  7. Proof of Concept
  8. R&D (books and stuff)
  9. R&D (practical; February is cheap)
  10. Plot!
  11. Real chapters to 100
  12. Outline
  13. Pitch synop
  14. ???
  15. PROFIT (maybe)
  16. Write
  17. Name might be a good idea
  18. Write some more

This is the to-do list for my next novel. Looking like another duology or trilogy, actually. For the moment I’m calling it the Untitled Magic Seismology Project, or UMSP for short. (Ooh, sounds military.) To translate the above from the Original Noraish into English:
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Smuggle up some book recs

Did a guest post over at The Book Smugglers today, in which I recommended some of my favorite books of the year. Some of ’em you’ve heard before here — but some are new! So go check ’em out. I’m also giving away an ARC of The Killing Moon over there, if you’re interested!

A Writer’s Education

Apologies in advance; not gonna talk about writing for the moment. Instead I’m going to talk about the writing life, in a way. See, I took the GRE on Saturday.

I did OK. Astounding on the verbal and abysmal on the quantitative, as I expected. I’ve been using my verbal skills steadily and with increasing intensity throughout my adult life, after all, and I haven’t done combinatorics in 20 years. No amount of short-term cramming can really make up for that, and I didn’t expect it to. All I really wanted to do was not embarrass myself, and I think I succeeded in that goal.

Still, I’m annoyed by the whole process.

I’m thinking about getting an MFA, see, in creative writing. I want to teach writing — and yeah, even with published novels, even with an extant masters’ degree, even with 10 years of experience teaching college students (albeit in a different area), it’s looking like I need the MFA to get a foot in the door. It’s not that I don’t like my current career; I do. But it’s mostly 9 to 5 work, and given that my writing career has taken off, I need the kind of flexibility that teaching would provide. I’m working on my next book already — no, can’t tell you about it yet — but I can’t move at the pace I need, which is almost as frustrating as writers’ block. It’s not a matter of money; I’ll likely make less as an adjunct or non-tenure-track professor. But I’ll gain time, and writing time has become my most desperately-needed resource lately.

We’ll see how that goes. But as I’ve spent the past few weeks’ writing time and a solid chunk of money on preparing for and taking this test, I have to say I’m finding myself really put off of any program that requires something like this for admission. I understand why they do it; in this day and age, American universities are under increasing pressure to prove that the expensive educations they provide are worth the money. They’re also facing the same struggle as every other part of American society: trying to find ways for the majority to do more with less while a privileged minority gobbles more than their share. No university admissions office has the time or resources to do an in-depth analysis of every propective student; most rely on numbers. Numbers are easier to explain, anyway, to people who don’t understand educational systems but nevertheless have power over them. As a result, some of the schools I’m applying to require high test scores from applicants so they can “objectively” say that they are bastions of the best and the brightest. Thus do they justify their own top-heavy existence.

But here’s the thing: the GRE tested me on absolutely nothing that I would need to survive an MFA program. In fact, it forced me to do things that made me a worse writer, from a creative standpoint. See, when I did the word-choice sections on practice tests, the words I tended to choose were those which had the right meaning, but which also added some accessibility or artistic elegance to the passage. But those choices were wrong. I kept getting terrible practice scores until I realized I needed to choose plainer, more obscure words. And this makes sense, given the purposefully dry and esoteric nature of scholarly writing… but in a creative writing program, I’m not going to be doing scholarly writing. It is by definition a program focused on artful writing. So in essence, I had to not write to the best of my ability in order to do well on the test, and thereby get into a program which would ostensibly teach me to write better.

I had a similar problem with the math. Problem-solving is an ingrained skill for novel and short story writers; developing a coherent plot requires it. But solving problems isn’t the point of the math component on the GRE; in fact, people who spend too much time actually solving problems are unlikely to finish. The GRE requires you to instead figure out the rules underlying the problems. A useful skill — but again, I had to train myself to do the opposite of what a good writer should. Which means I survived this test by avoiding the skills I actually need to survive an MFA program.

There’s no sane reason for an MFA program to require this of its applicants. It’s batshit that I have to prove my ability to be a fiction writer not by, you know, writing fiction, but by proving my ability to do something completely irrelevant. Other peoples’ experiences of late-in-life standardized tests have been similar: this guy tried some of the tests that kids in his state are required to take, and found that they tested him on almost nothing that actually applied to adult life.

And this whole experience has been costly, even though I pretty much took the cheapest possible path: the test itself was $160, and the test-preparation book I bought was $22. Taking a GRE test-preparation course from a company like Kaplan would’ve cost almost $1300; I can’t afford that either financially or time-wise. But there are people out there who can’t even afford the test itself, which means that this MFA program is unlikely to admit many people who come from poor backgrounds. Or people who are published trying to survive on a writer’s income, for that matter.

I’m going ahead with it, because at this point I’ve already put in this much effort; might as well not waste it. Only one of the schools I’m applying to — the most prestigious of them — requires the GRE. But I have to wonder what kind of writers are likely to emerge from a program that discourages competence, privileges those with cash to spare and free time in abundance, and is essentially unavailable to a goodly chunk of the populace. Just by throwing up this one roadblock, this school has moved from first to last place on my list.

ETA: So apropos: Graduate School Barbie!

The (not really) Deafening Silence

Apologies for being quiet here. I’m busy a) studying for the GRE, because I’m thinking about getting an MFA, and b) talking elsewhere, which has absorbed most of the free chat time I had available. Per the latter, I’m on a mailing list with some other authors, constituting the Locus Roundtable. Basically, our moderator (usually Karen Burnham) throws out an interesting question. Then she lets us do what writers do best (aside from writing), which is blather on about whatever tickles our fancy, while she collects the answers. The latest question actually spawned several subthreads of discussion, which will all be posted over the next few days. It’s good stuff, and I’m still amazed and honored to have been given the chance to blather on with these particular folks, many of whom are way more established and respected than me. And more importantly, they’re fun to talk to.

So check it out! And in the meantime, wish me luck.


FYI for all: there’s a fundraising auction going on right now to benefit author, artist, and editor Terri Windling, who’s going through a rough time right now. But even if you don’t know or care about her, you should care about this auction, because there’s all kinds of stunning stuff available. Like this custom “personalized” fairy tale poem from Jane Yolen! ::bites fingers, wanting:: And manuscript critiques, and art, and just… wow.

For my own part, I’ll be offering a signed ARC of The Killing Moon, book 1 of the Dreamblood, for the highest bidder (minimum $10). This book won’t be out ’til May 2010, and because of that I won’t be able to send the ARC to the winning bidder until January of 2012. But you’ll still get it a full 5 months early!

The Killing Moon prelim cover: an ancient city beneath a giant red moon

For those who don’t remember, or who haven’t read the sample chapter at the end of The Kingdom of Gods, “the Dreamblood” is me playing around with traditional epic fantasy tropes — though, since it’s me, it’s in a rather non-traditional epic fantasy setting. Ehiru is the most famous of the Gatherers — warrior-priests who keep the peace in the ancient-Egyptlike land of Gujaareh. When he uncovers a deadly conspiracy threatening both the waking realm and the land of dreams, the only way he can stop it is to risk his own corruption, and battle a creature out of pure nightmare: the Reaper.

The second book (The Shadowed Sun) doesn’t have an ARC, or I’d include that one, alas. It’ll be out in June 2012.

Anyway, check out the Magick4Terri auctions. Now this is something worth blowing your Cyber Monday cash on!

ETA: Whoops, missed that extra consonant in “magick”. Also, typo!

More Wow.

You should definitely click to enlarge this one:

color drawing of Yeine in front of Sky, holding a knife

Here’s another one from DubuGomdori, folks! This time she’s tackled Yeine, and it’s just as gorgeous as her last effort. The artist has this to say about the work:

What you see before you is my depiction of Yeine Darr with Sky City in the background. Yeine describes herself as short, flat and brown as the forest. She wears her traditional garment of her people, the Darre, from the north.

Amazing, isn’t it? I love the coloring, the expression on Yeine’s face, the detail. I love the hint-of-Greek, hint-of-Egyptian, hint-of-nothing-of-this-earth architecture on the palace in the background. DubuGomdori has captured the mood and strangeness of the story perfectly.

I’m stunned that every piece of fanart I’ve seen based on these books has been so good, you guys. Thanks to all of you who’ve chosen to share your fanart with me — or at least not freaked out when I pop up in your comments due to Google Alert Syndrome! You don’t have to share it with me, note; I’m of the opinion that fanart is for fans, by fans, and I’m happy to serve as nothing more than the inspiration for it. But if you want to share, I don’t mind. Quite the opposite, really; I’m hugely flattered that people pour so much time and energy and talent into stuff like this. And though I can’t enjoy the fanfic — for legal reasons, as I’ve explained before — I can’t draw squat and have no interest in trying, so fanart is perfectly OK.

Anyway, fanartists thrive on feedback, so if you like this, go tell DubuGomdori what you think of it!


Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow USians, both those of you who celebrate its intended spirit and those who regard it as the PR campaign that it is, and also those of you who think of it as National Football & Food Coma Day. Personally I regard it as a day to polish up my cooking skills and test various experiments on hapless guinea pigs friends and family members who dare to eat the results. Already mentioned on Twitter that I would be making rosemary-crusted standing rib roast as the main dish; I’m not a fan of turkey, so when I have control of the menu I tend to make stuff I actually like. This year, however, I am particularly determined to master my nemesis:

…gravy. ::breaks out soapbox::

See, I hate gravy. I believe gravy is something intended to hide dryness and lack of flavor in meats like turkey that are easy to cook badly (though as Tante Marie says, it never really tastes good, so don’t worry about it). Therefore making meat juicy and flavorful obviates the need for gravy. But. Certain members of my Dad family, who Dad shall remain nameless Dad, and are unfortunately Dad locked into Dad unnecessarily conservative Dad and restrictive old-world paradigms Dad, demand gravy every #$@%damned year. So I make it only once a year. Badly, due to the lack of practice. Usually I keep a carton of Trader Joe’s gravy on hand as a backup in case my own goes horribly wrong… and, alas, I usually use it.

But not this year. This year I didn’t buy the TJ gravy. I will make it myself! It will have precisely the right combination of flour or cornstarch or whateverthehell is supposed to be in it. There will be no lumps! It will not solidify into an oatmeal-like mass this time! IT WILL BE GOOD.


Wish me luck.

This is also a chance to see folks I haven’t seen in awhile, so I’m going to be offline most of the day. Hope it’s a good day for you guys too.