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greygirlbeastI think the snow that fell on New Year's Eve has no intention ever of melting. It's a hard white crust laid over half that portion of the world that is visible from the many windows of the house. I've not left the house since the storm, which means I've not left the house this year. Today the sun is brilliant, and the sky is utterly blue. There is no warmth, though.
I did some tallying this morning, and see that I've done 53 pieces of fiction (vignettes, short stories, etc.) for Sirenia Digest over the past four years, since December 2005. During that same time, I've written only 5 short stories that were not intended for the digest; I also did the Beowulf novelization and wrote The Red Tree. The number of non-digest stories climbs slightly if I include the original pieces for Tales from the Woeful Platypus (as opposed to the reprints). If I include those, the number comes to 10. Still, 53 to 10. Plainly, the vast majority of my short fiction these days is being written for the digest. I just hope that quantity has not overwhelmed quality. That is one of my greatest fears.
I have an email from Mat Winser, who asks:
I think a few years ago, you wrote a story for an anthology based on Absinthe. Did that collection ever see light of day?
The anthology did not, which is a shame, as I was to be paid, in part, with Mari Mayans. However, the story I wrote for the anthology, "La Peau Verte," was published in my collection To Charles Fort, With Love, and also won the International Horror Guild Award for "Outstanding Achievement" in mid-length fiction. It was also reprinted in The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror (vol. 17), edited by Steve Jones.
All of yesterday was spent getting Sirenia Digest #37 together, and it went out to subscribers late last night, at 11:12 p.m. (CaST). If you have not received #37 and are a subscriber, please write to Spooky at x.squid.soup.x(at)gmail(dot)com, and she'll make it right.
Last night, we had a sort of Nicolas Cage binge, and watched Vampire's Kiss (1989) and Moonstruck (1987). Nothing much else to yesterday.
I did some tallying this morning, and see that I've done 53 pieces of fiction (vignettes, short stories, etc.) for Sirenia Digest over the past four years, since December 2005. During that same time, I've written only 5 short stories that were not intended for the digest; I also did the Beowulf novelization and wrote The Red Tree. The number of non-digest stories climbs slightly if I include the original pieces for Tales from the Woeful Platypus (as opposed to the reprints). If I include those, the number comes to 10. Still, 53 to 10. Plainly, the vast majority of my short fiction these days is being written for the digest. I just hope that quantity has not overwhelmed quality. That is one of my greatest fears.
I have an email from Mat Winser, who asks:
I think a few years ago, you wrote a story for an anthology based on Absinthe. Did that collection ever see light of day?
The anthology did not, which is a shame, as I was to be paid, in part, with Mari Mayans. However, the story I wrote for the anthology, "La Peau Verte," was published in my collection To Charles Fort, With Love, and also won the International Horror Guild Award for "Outstanding Achievement" in mid-length fiction. It was also reprinted in The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror (vol. 17), edited by Steve Jones.
All of yesterday was spent getting Sirenia Digest #37 together, and it went out to subscribers late last night, at 11:12 p.m. (CaST). If you have not received #37 and are a subscriber, please write to Spooky at x.squid.soup.x(at)gmail(dot)com, and she'll make it right.
Last night, we had a sort of Nicolas Cage binge, and watched Vampire's Kiss (1989) and Moonstruck (1987). Nothing much else to yesterday.
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Date: 2009-01-04 05:45 pm (UTC)Fear not, my lady.
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Date: 2009-01-04 05:50 pm (UTC)Fear not, my lady.
I try not to, but, when you're writing this much, I think the worry is both inevitable and necessary (unless you just don't care, and I suppose there are authors like that).
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Date: 2009-01-05 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-04 05:48 pm (UTC)I love, very much, "Murder Ballad No. 5." "Lullaby of Partition and Reunion" is just beautiful.
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Date: 2009-01-04 05:51 pm (UTC)I love, very much, "Murder Ballad No. 5." "Lullaby of Partition and Reunion" is just beautiful.
I'm especially pleased with the former. It's something I'd not done before.
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Date: 2009-01-04 06:23 pm (UTC)I think it's one of your best.
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Date: 2009-01-04 10:59 pm (UTC)I think it's one of your best.
I would have to agree. But I have a soft spot for fairy tales.
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Date: 2009-01-05 05:34 am (UTC)As do I.
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Date: 2009-01-04 05:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-04 06:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-04 11:26 pm (UTC)http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/7808917.stm
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Date: 2009-01-05 04:09 am (UTC)"Lullaby of Partition and Reunion" Okay, you made me cry again with your incredible language and images of longing and isolation. Your presentation of the story as one paragraph is chilling.
After reading "Lullaby," I reread "I am the Abyss and I am the Light" SD#35 - these stories complement each other wonderfully.
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Date: 2009-01-05 06:15 pm (UTC)