Just My 0.003¢
Nov. 30th, 2011 02:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
0. Not gonna write about SW:toR today. There's too much else. I'll come back to it tomorrow. But, in short, it's the best MMORPG I've ever played, though I will temper that estimation with some minor caveats.
1. I haven't had to mark any days L for a long time (thank you, meds), but yesterday was a lost day. There was very little in me but anger. I managed only a flury of email before having Spooky drive me to the Athenaeum. It was peaceful downstairs in the reading room. The comforting, soothing smell of old, old books. Ghosts beyond counting. I am only sorry I committed a blasphemy by using my iPad amid those shelves (I'm not being sarcastic). I proofed the pencils for Alabaster #1, pages 17 through 25, but they were almost perfect, so it wasn't much work.
2. Today is the third anniversary of the day I first saw wintry precipitation in New England. Today, though, it's 52˚F, sunny and windy.
3.* Gonna talk shop. The business of publishing that is. Frequently, people ask me for writing advice, and, almost without fail, I refuse to offer it. But here's something. If a magazine, especially a fairly prominent online science-fiction zine, isn't willing to pay more than 0.003¢/word for a reprint in return for (and I quote from the contract) "digital media rights," which said contract defines as "...all non-physical forms including but not limited to html, Kindle, iTune apps, Mobi, ePub, and others" (id est, everything imaginable) then you need to stay far, far away from these sorts of publishers. They have nothing to offer you. No, not even "visibility." But, though I ought to know better, I just signed such a contract, because I have mountains of stories available for reprint, and when I agreed to the arrangement – several months ago – I had no idea what comprehensive electronic rights were expected in return for the paltry $25 I'd agreed to as an advance. I only saw the contract on November 21st (this is for their December issue), though the reprint request was made by them two months earlier. In between, I had to stop them from rewriting portions of the story. Anyway, point being, I don't care what the online publication is, you and your "digital media rights" are worth more than 0.003¢/word. Last I checked, pro rates were still hovering between 3-5¢/word. And, by the way, this emphatically was not Subterranean Magazine or Clarkesworld, both of whom have always paid me very well for online rights. I feel like, more and more, we're working – all of us, not just authors – in an environment that aggressively discourages dissent, then punishes dissenters, those who aren't so happy to get any work that they'll work under any conditions and for any price.
4. Today, I will do my very best to finish Alabaster. That's just five pages of script.
5. Please don't forget Question @ Hand #5!
6. I lay awake night before last, in the arms of Monsieur Insomnia, and watched George P. Cosmatos' Leviathan (1989) for the third or fourth time. What sort of film do you get when you splice Ridley Scott's Alien to John Carpenter's The Thing, then set it at the bottom of the sea? Well, you get Leviathan, a film which shamelessly steals from both those other films in almost every way possible. When I first saw it in theatres, I was furious. Later, on video, it just sort of bored me. But Monday night, watching it, I thought, Well, if I give Alien and The Thing each an A+ for Astounding, then I ought to give Leviathan a C for Could Have Been Worse, or Competent, or maybe for Cause I'm Only Half Awake. As the film has aged, it's easier to forgive the blatant plagiarism. Leviathan has taken on a questionable charm all its own. Peter Weller is truly fun to watch as he swaggers and scowls and uses the performance to bemoan the state of his career as it swirls round and round the drain. I actually love Peter Weller, and here he seems to be giving Cosmatos a well-deserved middle finger. And, too, Meg Foster autopilots her way through the role of the Tri-Oceanic Ice Queen rep giving the crew the shaft. It's those blue-white eyes of hers. But the rest of the cast is boring as dusty zwieback, though the monster/s is/are pretty cool. The whole thing with the sunken Russian ship and the blurry photos from its infirmary, that's nice, too. The tech is amusingly quaint (but not a tenth as convincing as the "used futures" seen in Alien and Blade Runner). As for the ending, it's clear neither the director nor the screenwriters were even trying to make sense. Still. Watch it if you can't sleep.
7. Tomorrow, I'll post the final cover for The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. (It's not the one up at Amazon).
8. Here are photos from a spectacular sunset on Monday:


Photographs Copyright © 2011 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac
Counting Fractions of Fractions of Pennies,
Aunt Beast
* Postscript (4:47 p.m.): The editor of the unnamed magazine has contacted me and withdrawn his offer to reprint the story for 0.003¢/word. This is really the best outcome. I would have withdrawn it myself, but didn't want them left in a lurch (though they'd hardly treated me with similar considerateness), what with the December issue looming. Now, I only wonder who told them about my post, as I'm pretty damn sure he doesn't read my blog. And I wonder how far the news of my evil treachery will flow through the grapevine, and if I'll be blacklisted by others of this caliber. We take responsibility for the outcome of our actions, if we choose to act.
1. I haven't had to mark any days L for a long time (thank you, meds), but yesterday was a lost day. There was very little in me but anger. I managed only a flury of email before having Spooky drive me to the Athenaeum. It was peaceful downstairs in the reading room. The comforting, soothing smell of old, old books. Ghosts beyond counting. I am only sorry I committed a blasphemy by using my iPad amid those shelves (I'm not being sarcastic). I proofed the pencils for Alabaster #1, pages 17 through 25, but they were almost perfect, so it wasn't much work.
2. Today is the third anniversary of the day I first saw wintry precipitation in New England. Today, though, it's 52˚F, sunny and windy.
3.* Gonna talk shop. The business of publishing that is. Frequently, people ask me for writing advice, and, almost without fail, I refuse to offer it. But here's something. If a magazine, especially a fairly prominent online science-fiction zine, isn't willing to pay more than 0.003¢/word for a reprint in return for (and I quote from the contract) "digital media rights," which said contract defines as "...all non-physical forms including but not limited to html, Kindle, iTune apps, Mobi, ePub, and others" (id est, everything imaginable) then you need to stay far, far away from these sorts of publishers. They have nothing to offer you. No, not even "visibility." But, though I ought to know better, I just signed such a contract, because I have mountains of stories available for reprint, and when I agreed to the arrangement – several months ago – I had no idea what comprehensive electronic rights were expected in return for the paltry $25 I'd agreed to as an advance. I only saw the contract on November 21st (this is for their December issue), though the reprint request was made by them two months earlier. In between, I had to stop them from rewriting portions of the story. Anyway, point being, I don't care what the online publication is, you and your "digital media rights" are worth more than 0.003¢/word. Last I checked, pro rates were still hovering between 3-5¢/word. And, by the way, this emphatically was not Subterranean Magazine or Clarkesworld, both of whom have always paid me very well for online rights. I feel like, more and more, we're working – all of us, not just authors – in an environment that aggressively discourages dissent, then punishes dissenters, those who aren't so happy to get any work that they'll work under any conditions and for any price.
4. Today, I will do my very best to finish Alabaster. That's just five pages of script.
5. Please don't forget Question @ Hand #5!
6. I lay awake night before last, in the arms of Monsieur Insomnia, and watched George P. Cosmatos' Leviathan (1989) for the third or fourth time. What sort of film do you get when you splice Ridley Scott's Alien to John Carpenter's The Thing, then set it at the bottom of the sea? Well, you get Leviathan, a film which shamelessly steals from both those other films in almost every way possible. When I first saw it in theatres, I was furious. Later, on video, it just sort of bored me. But Monday night, watching it, I thought, Well, if I give Alien and The Thing each an A+ for Astounding, then I ought to give Leviathan a C for Could Have Been Worse, or Competent, or maybe for Cause I'm Only Half Awake. As the film has aged, it's easier to forgive the blatant plagiarism. Leviathan has taken on a questionable charm all its own. Peter Weller is truly fun to watch as he swaggers and scowls and uses the performance to bemoan the state of his career as it swirls round and round the drain. I actually love Peter Weller, and here he seems to be giving Cosmatos a well-deserved middle finger. And, too, Meg Foster autopilots her way through the role of the Tri-Oceanic Ice Queen rep giving the crew the shaft. It's those blue-white eyes of hers. But the rest of the cast is boring as dusty zwieback, though the monster/s is/are pretty cool. The whole thing with the sunken Russian ship and the blurry photos from its infirmary, that's nice, too. The tech is amusingly quaint (but not a tenth as convincing as the "used futures" seen in Alien and Blade Runner). As for the ending, it's clear neither the director nor the screenwriters were even trying to make sense. Still. Watch it if you can't sleep.
7. Tomorrow, I'll post the final cover for The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. (It's not the one up at Amazon).
8. Here are photos from a spectacular sunset on Monday:
Photographs Copyright © 2011 by Caitlín R. Kiernan and Kathryn A. Pollnac
Counting Fractions of Fractions of Pennies,
Aunt Beast
* Postscript (4:47 p.m.): The editor of the unnamed magazine has contacted me and withdrawn his offer to reprint the story for 0.003¢/word. This is really the best outcome. I would have withdrawn it myself, but didn't want them left in a lurch (though they'd hardly treated me with similar considerateness), what with the December issue looming. Now, I only wonder who told them about my post, as I'm pretty damn sure he doesn't read my blog. And I wonder how far the news of my evil treachery will flow through the grapevine, and if I'll be blacklisted by others of this caliber. We take responsibility for the outcome of our actions, if we choose to act.
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Date: 2011-11-30 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 06:51 pm (UTC)We get many more of them here than I ever saw in Atlanta, Athens, or Birmingham.
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Date: 2011-11-30 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 06:53 pm (UTC)the other is magic but the other will likely kill you.
Yes, and not necessarily even out or malice, or even amusement.
I'm very glad you liked the story.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 08:09 pm (UTC)Best thing you could have said.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:23 pm (UTC)That's breathtaking. There was something similar here, but I caught only the rags of it.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:48 pm (UTC)That's breathtaking.
I was working, and Spooky called me to see the sky burning.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:33 pm (UTC)he has been in some truly good and bad movies, and worth watching in most anything. He and Meg Foster can have the dueling blue eye thing going.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:49 pm (UTC)he has been in some truly good and bad movies, and worth watching in most anything. He and Meg Foster can have the dueling blue eye thing going.
Yerp.
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Date: 2011-11-30 07:59 pm (UTC)http://www.npr.org/blogs/krulwich/2011/11/29/142910393/the-library-phantom-returns
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:09 pm (UTC)Can't decide if this is very awesome, or if I'm mostly horrified at the mutilation of the books....
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 08:44 pm (UTC)I have a small stack of books I've picked up at thrift stores for a dollar or less with the intention of cutting them up for art projects. I have yet to actually work up the nerve to dissect the poor things though. If I knew I could do something this marvelous with them, I suspect starting would be a little easier.
I've simply never been able to harm a book. I think it's because books were so rare as a child, rare for me, and their value was deeply impressed upon me.
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:53 pm (UTC)http://centripetalnotion.com/2007/09/13/13:26:26/
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Date: 2011-11-30 09:27 pm (UTC)When that whole "altered book" craft became popular several years ago, I found it mostly mortifying.
My gods, yes.
Panthalassa protect us from crafters.
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Date: 2011-11-30 09:07 pm (UTC)I am short of words for how vehemently I agree with this sentiment.
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Date: 2011-11-30 09:28 pm (UTC)I am short of words for how vehemently I agree with this sentiment.
Thank you.
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:41 pm (UTC)Spectacular says it all.
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:43 pm (UTC)Indeed.
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 08:50 pm (UTC)Thank you. This restores a little of my faith in Goldsmith.
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Date: 2011-11-30 08:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 09:25 pm (UTC)cf. 1978's The Swarm, where the score's actually fantastic and far outstrips the film
It couldn't have been worse than the movie.
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Date: 2011-11-30 09:05 pm (UTC)One of the things that I miss back east is the distinctive architecture of "neighborhoods". The molten sky seething o'er the rooftops is beautiful.
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Date: 2011-11-30 09:26 pm (UTC)The molten sky seething o'er the rooftops is beautiful.
Awe.
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Date: 2011-11-30 10:18 pm (UTC)I know how Aunt Beast feels about the various non-physical forms of books mentioned - wow, it even feels wrong attempting to associate the words "non-physical" and "book" in a sentence - although I'm a bit curious if this also extends to what apparently is called motion comics. I recently stumbled onto Torchwood: Web of Lies, and while I know it's Torchwood the motion-comic concept for me is sort of like driving past an accident: I want to watch but it's somehow difficult to take in.
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Date: 2011-11-30 10:22 pm (UTC)what apparently is called motion comics.
I don't even know what these are.
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Date: 2011-11-30 10:25 pm (UTC)Oh. Now I see. But all that is amounts to an animated film with a very comic-book style.
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Date: 2011-11-30 10:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-30 11:24 pm (UTC)I just don't understand why anyone would try.
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Date: 2011-11-30 10:32 pm (UTC)http://www.doctorwhonews.net/2011/07/dwn070711195116-torchwood-web-of-lies.html
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Date: 2011-12-01 12:01 am (UTC)Re: Almost Less Than Zero Word Rates
Date: 2011-12-01 12:16 am (UTC)It was galling...and actually more galling and convoluted than what I posted. I was being faintly discrete.