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Sunday, May 11th, 2008
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11:57 am - My Cat Macro, Let Me Show You It
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| Friday, May 9th, 2008
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5:49 pm - Tiptree Winner Reviewed by the New Yorker!
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Sarah Hall got a good, if brief, review in the New Yorker.
This is by way of being a miracle. I can't remember the last time the New Yorker reviewed a book of fantasy or SF. It might have been The Children of Men, by P.D. James.
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(4 stories | tell me tell me tell me)
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| Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
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10:39 am - Links: Mind and Body
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| Tuesday, May 6th, 2008
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5:32 pm - Wiscon Planning: My panels, let me show you them
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( Out And Proud Or Not In Front Of The Children? )
( Women of The Twilight Zone )
I know I've asked who's going to be there and who wants to meet up. I haven't been able to make firm plans, though, not having the schedule.
What it looks like I'm available for:
Saturday breakfast, lunch, dinner (I doubt I'll make plans for all three -- but these are times still open)
Sunday breakfast, dinner, dessert salon
Monday breakfast, lunch, afternoon hanging out in the bar
You can email me at my LJ address to make plans, or respond here. Do you want to get together alone or in groups?
What I need, dammit, is a custom. Like, Saturday night I always hang out with LJ friends, or something of the sort. But I had to check the website to remember what day the GoH speeches were.
( My social phobia, let me show you it, or, Let's get together at Wiscon! )
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(18 stories | tell me tell me tell me)
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| Monday, May 5th, 2008
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9:00 pm - Link Salad with a Side of Bacon
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| Sunday, May 4th, 2008
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5:49 am - Small Rewards
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| Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
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2:49 pm - Please Please Please Let It Continue
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They had a winning record in April.
Now, they're 17 and 13 and at the top of the National League East.
These are the Phillies!
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(2 stories | tell me tell me tell me)
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| Friday, May 2nd, 2008
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2:48 pm - Long-Delayed Update
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Currently existing words: 14,253!
Research trivia: Bitterroot daisy is not native east of the Mississippi.
Music: Lots of Indigo Girls, Django Reinhardt
Sustenance: I've been cooking and eating a lot of different things. Breakfast is sometimes toast, sometimes a smoothie with soy milk, frozen fruit, and a bit of frozen yogurt, plus a dash of Torani orgeat syrup. Orgeat, as Regency readers know, is an almond-flavored drink, and the almond flavoring goes well with the frozen berries or cherries
Other writing-related work: Much unpacking and hauling around of boxes in the office, looking for old backups. I haven't yet found the backups, but I did unearth my Office X disk and immediately installed it on the desktop. Now I can open the hundreds of research files I've created in Word over the years.
Serendipitous finds: Certain lares and penates: a horseshoe, a double geode, certain other important small possessions; also a whale of a lot of things I want to get rid of.
Reading for pleasure: a biography of Daphne du Maurier
Exercise: just from housework
Life support work done: More than I can recall, but the oak bookcase is out of the kitchen and being filled with books, the storage shelves are set up in the kitchen and being filled with food for the coming months, and there are stacks of books all over the living room, since I am unpacking and sorting them. Also, I have reserved a rental car in Madison and one in Philadelphia.
Animal assistance: Gabriel is thrilled to have me home. Often while I'm working she alternates between sleeping curled on my desk, her head pressed against my arm, and strolling over the keyboard, purring loudly and demanding admiration and petting. Then she disappears, or goes outside, or just wants to check to see that the outside world still exists outside the front door and the back door.
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8:32 am - Have You Published a Book?
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3:03 am - Whoops, It Almost Slid By Me
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In honor of Pterry's sixtieth birthday, which was April 28:
A free Terry Pratchett [1] story, Death and What Comes Next. It's quantum! [2]
(Do poke around the site. There's another free story there, plus quotations and lots of other interesting things.)
[1] Match It for Pratchett was mentioned in his Wikipedia bio. This is cool.
[2] Not that the site posted the story in honor of his birthday. I'm just posting the link in honor, etc. And late, too.
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| Thursday, May 1st, 2008
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9:58 am - Blankety-Blank
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Questions from ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) hillarygayle.
1. What do you think of the Miley Cyrus pictures?
I found the ones with Dad kind of creepy.
2. When did you last sleep in a bed that isn't your own?
I think I've slept at ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/syndicated.gif) alanbostick's more recently than at gramina's. Sometime in the past few months. People tend to come to my house, because I have to lug the damned CPAP everywhere.
3. Sunlight or shade and why?
Shade for sure. I'm fair-skinned and burn easily. And I would much rather be cool than hot.
4. What did you wear to the last wedding you attended?
A gorgeous dress from Igigi. Black mesh over brilliant turquoise, so it became a gorgeous Tahoe blue -- totally appropriate, since the wedding was at Lake Tahoe.
5. What's your favorite television theme song?
You got me. I am without broadcast TV. Maybe the MASH theme song?
6. How would you decorate your house if money were no object?
Money or no money, I can't really decorate until I get all these boxes out of the way. But I like original art of all kinds. Some watercolors, some Cezanne paintings, maybe a Tiffany window. More realistically, I have some joedecker photographs, and I'd like more. And walls of books in oak cases -- I have that but could use more cases and more walls. And some woven tapestries and nice pottery. Comfortable old furniture.
7. Who would you most like to go on a week long vacation with?
Well, since I am planning in the next couple of months to spend some time back home with my family, some time at WisCon with 999 other SF fans, and some time in Las Vegas with alanbostick, I'd really like to spend a week away with gramina. Just her, me, some books, and something to eat.
( Fill in the blanks )
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| Wednesday, April 30th, 2008
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9:28 am - Fatherhood in the News
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( very seriously disturbing and triggering )
I bet you can guess what a fun time I had in therapy yesterday. Grieving for Hans Reiser's poor abused kids (yes, I think showing violent movies to a 4-year-old is abuse -- and so is killing your children's mother, generally speaking). And these things. And my own scarred life.
current mood:  nauseated
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5:14 am - Bears and Blank Spaces
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The writing is hitting some deep and painful places. No, the novel is not autobiographical, but it's at least half a tragedy, and the other half is not exactly comedy, either.
So as light relief I bring you baby bears from phinnia. These are adorable beyond words. I'm thinking of macroing some of them. I'm also thinking of kidnapping one or two so I have some fuzzy cuddly little bear babies to hold.
Also, the seven questions survey from jehannamama.
Ask me seven questions. Not just any seven questions though. No, to keep it interesting, use the seven questions as per below - just copy and paste the following, replace the blanks with something you want to know/ask (e.g. 4. Donkeys or sandcastles and why?), anything you want, personal, silly, surreal or deep, comment away and I'll answer honestly as I can. Then post this in your own LJ and see what kind of things people want to ask you!
1. What do you think of _____________ ?
2. When did you last ____________?
3. __________ or ___________ and why?
4. What did you ______________?
5. What's your favorite ______________?
6. How would you ______________?
7. Who would you most like to ________ ?
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(2 stories | tell me tell me tell me)
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| Monday, April 28th, 2008
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10:18 am - While the Jury Is Out
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The Hans Reiser murder trial has almost all the classic elements of a great criminal proceeding: a prominent defendant, the mysterious vanishing of a lovely young woman, a pair of orphans, bizarre friends and relatives, kinky sex, hints of espionage and international crime, a bitter divorce, charges of embezzlement, and an unusual mental health defense.
All that's missing is any trace of Nina Reiser, 31, beyond a few bloodstains.
But the Reiser trial is also peculiarly Silicon Valley, given its mix of money, high tech, Craigslist, BDSM, playful transvestism, Burning Man, the Berkeley Bowl, and Asperger's Syndrome. The trial is getting gavel-to-gavel coverage, not just in such local papers as the Chronicle, but also in Wired. Their case timeline is helpful in trying to follow the story.
A former Alameda County public defender, Jay Gaskill, is also blogging it, and his blog is absolutely invaluable for the clarity and special knowledge he exhibits.
( The lady vanishes. )
( Suspicion )
( Into the Labyrinth )
( Friend, lover, adviser, and more )
( The war between the Reisers )
( Means, motives, opportunity )
The jury has been out for two days. At this point, the sketch artists are sketching each other.
( If he did it )
ETA Convicted of first-degree murder. "I've always been a good father to my children," Reiser said as he was being led out.
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| Saturday, April 26th, 2008
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10:51 pm - Eviction Wars
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In Pacific Heights a charming young couple buys a house in San Francisco and rents part of it to the tenant from hell. The opposite story seems to be happening South of Market, where a charming young couple bought an occupied building and tried to evict all the tenants. One, a disabled man, got a year's extension -- rental laws in SF generally favor the tenant. And according to the San Francisco prosecutor's office, the landlords did everything they could to get rid of the guy.
Now, over the years I've had some bad landlords -- ones who refused to do essential repairs, sexually harassed me, stole my possessions, and repeatedly walked in on me with no notice -- not even a knock. One sold the house from under me and gave me ten days' notice to move. On the day I moved in to a different place, I called to report that the ceiling was pouring water, which was three inches deep on the floor. She replied, "What do you expect me to do about it?"
None of my stories come close to the prosecution case against this couple. In addition to using the usual tactics (noise, utilities shutoffs, nasty notes), they are accused of falsely reporting to police that a homeless man was living in the building; the cops came in with guns drawn, but the landlady admitted she knew the tenant. They allegedly had a contractor cut a large hole in his floor and then remove walls from underneath his apartment, making it uninhabitable. The newspaper reported that some of these allegations are upheld by independent witnesses.
The landlords got a restraining order after they received threatening emails in the tenant's name. The prosecution alleges that the landlords forged the emails and even sent nasty emails to his lawyers in his name.
Now, either they are a monstrous pair, or the tenant is amazingly clever at framing them to look like monsters. ETA Or maybe this is how it happened.
I'll be watching for the results of this trial.
current music: Keith Urban, "I'll Fly Away"
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2:33 pm - Why I Live in the Bay Area, Part 73
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7:40 am - Randomosity
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The Intarwebz are running slow tonight -- particularly LJ and Gmail.
This morning, I can't get into Gmail at all. Argh.
phinnia knows what makes her friends squee. Lots of drawers -- with numbers.
For those interested in exploring new ways for open space for touch, try ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) recreatetouch. There are already some interesting discussions going on there -- on the sacredness of being embodied, for example, and the role of attunement in touch, and Theodore Sturgeon's sacred/erotic novel. Godbody.
Donny and Marie Osmond signed for Las Vegas Strip show! When I saw the 1982 Paul Schrader remake of Cat People, I wanted to see them in the brother-sister roles played by Malcolm McDowell and Nastassia Kinski.
Baconhenge. And worse.
Globsters, whale falls, bone-eating snot-flowers, wood falls, and sea daisys.
( Yes, I want to drop a cream bun off a 66-story building, Don't you? )
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| Friday, April 25th, 2008
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4:03 am - Happy Birthday, zillah975!
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zillah975 is my true sister, my sister-out-law, and my friend. She is so smart and kind and funny and wonderful that I want to introduce her to all my friends.
(Which is kind of ironic, because in a Byzantine way she is responsible for my meeting most of you -- anyone I know through NaNoWriMo, LiveJournal, my LJ friends, or WisCon can give her the credit. She's the one who got me to read Neil Gaiman's blog, he mentioned NaNoWriMo, and the rest avalanched from there.)
She is also a good writer with superb fashion sense -- not as common a combination as you'd think. She has astonishingly good taste in choosing birth families. Also fandoms. (Have you seen those gorgeous guys on Sypernatural?)
The world is a better place because she's here. I wish her a year of peace, prosperity, and good news.
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| Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008
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8:11 pm - Touch: Taking a Yin Approach
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For those who found the experience of trust and touch and breasts transformative, I offer a way to re-create the experience without the spontaneity but also without the huge risks of triggering someone.
Make a safe space where that kind of touch is allowed. A room party. Anyone who goes in will know the guidelines -- just as in a play party, those should be written down and handed to everyone. Let people know ahead of time. And that way you can create safe space for this important and wonderful exploration -- without violating others' safe space.
If the spontaneous and public nature of the event were the defining aspects, then making it a movement will never work -- movements are not spontaneous.
I keep swearing I'm not going to read anymore, and then I see a brilliant new analysis or a heartfelt plea for understanding or a wise comment. If you want to see them, look through my friendslist. I know amazingly cool people.
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11:14 am - Open Source Touch
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Manners exist for a reason. It's a good idea to make sure your assumptions about touch and courtesy and so on are shared by other people you're spending time with.
If people want to have room parties at cons where it's OK to ask someone if you may touch them in a private place, that's lovely. I wish them well. I am happy for whatever kinds of touch work for all the people involved. In those rooms, the local custom is one of open asking.
In public places, I strongly prefer the standard etiquette, which is that people get permission (verbally or by body language) to touch. Even handshakes are done that way, if you think about it: one person offers, the other accepts.
Do I hug? Yes, under many circumstances and with the open consent of the other party. I am a warm, open hugger. I can be very physically affectionate. But sometimes I am not huggable. It's always, always best to check.
( more details on my touch preferences )
But you know, I don't want to have to explain all this shit. There is no way in hell I am going to put on a button that says, "No, don't ask." That assumes someone else has rights over my body. You can freaking well restrain yourself. If not, I can have you restrained.
Update with Links
No way in hell can I link to even a tenth of the great conversations going on about this topic. But I would especially like to recommend these essays and the discussions following them:
misia's Open Source Swift Kick to the Balls Project.
pantryslut on the limits of sex-positive discourse.
vito_excalibur offers a free icon
serenejournal But wouldn't it be funny to just post an open post saying "If I drop you from my friendslist in the next day or so, it's because I don't want you touching my boobs"?
the_red_shoes offers a great link collection, including links to some of the best of the comments on the original.
The original proposal, which sounds like it may have been a special moment for a number of people of all genders, but which also demonstrates that context matters enormously -- and the dynamics of power, gender, and language operate even for those who don't acknowledge them.
It also sounds eerily reminiscent of Tailhook 1991 with a please and thank you added. Which can make all the difference, but the physical setup was similar, and humans are territorial creatures.
One of several clarifying followups by the original poster.
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1:13 am - WisCon!
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| Monday, April 21st, 2008
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2:57 am - HAPPY BIRTHDAY: Charlotte Bronte
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| Sunday, April 20th, 2008
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3:06 pm - L&M: Killer Cookies and Other New Twists on Old Ideas
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Rep. Charles Rangel on Bush: "I really think that he shatters the myth of white supremacy once and for all; it shows that, in this great country, anybody can become president."
No woman should have to wear more than seven pounds of underwear. Inspired by oursin and the Oxford Dictionary of National Biography.
Turkey: Discovery of 12,000-year-old temple complex could alter the theory of human development. Link from sable_twilight
Teen accused of planting peanut-butter cookie crumbs in lunch of allergic classmate.
10 Debate Questions John McCain Will Never Be Asked. Link courtesy supergee.
Writing quotation of the day: The more important virtue for a writer, I believe, is self-forgiveness. Because your writing will always disappoint you. Your laziness will always disappoint you. You will make vows: “I’m going to write for an hour every day,” and then you won’t do it. You will think: “I suck, I’m such a failure. I’m washed-up.” Continuing to write after that heartache of disappointment doesn’t take only discipline, but also self-forgiveness (which comes from a place of kind and encouraging and motherly love). The other thing to realize is that all writers think they suck. When I was writing “Eat, Pray, Love”, I had just as a strong a mantra of THIS SUCKS ringing through my head as anyone does when they write anything. But I had a clarion moment of truth during the process of that book. One day, when I was agonizing over how utterly bad my writing felt, I realized: “That’s actually not my problem.” The point I realized was this – I never promised the universe that I would write brilliantly; I only promised the universe that I would write.
( moderately accurate )
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| Friday, April 18th, 2008
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5:06 pm - Fourth Street Fantasy Convention
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Coming soon to a Midwestern city near you! The Fourth Street Fantasy Convention, complete with a Friday-night party and reading, hosted by elisem, where you can get a new booklet with stories inspired by her amazing jewelry. Which you should see and probably buy some of. The jewelry. And the booklets. And the con memberships.
* June 20 - 22, 2008
* in Minneapolis, Minnesota
* Guest of Honor: Elizabeth Bear
Memberships cost $40 until May 15, 2008; they’ll cost $60 at the door.
Why do Minnesotans have all the fun?
Did you know my paternal grandfather was born and raised in Minnesota? He stopped having fun, though, possibly because he moved away.
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2:17 am - Poetry: A Dickinson Marathon, A Hopkinson Poem
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Wisconsinites and Minnesotans, on Friday, 4/25, you can participate in or just listen to an Emily Dickinson marathon. I wish I could be there; I'd love to hear the complete poems, although it would make me drunk. When I was in grad school, I read the Johnson edition straight through over a weekend. I don't think I ate or slept or possibly breathed until I was done.
( St. Paul Dickinson Marathon Details )
Looking for poetry events, history, people, presses, programs in your home state? Try the poetry map. USA only. Sorry!
Do you think of Emily Dickinson as a Disney poetess? All fluttering eyelashes and soulful renunciation? Uh, no. Check out these poems.
( And now, some gratuitous Emily Dickinson poems: 165, 670, 754, 1601 )
( And a bonus Hopkinson poem, because I love it. )
current mood: trochaic
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| Thursday, April 17th, 2008
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8:05 pm - WRITING UPDATE: Overcoming Obstacles
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| Wednesday, April 16th, 2008
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12:21 am - Of the Making of Many Bookmemes There Is No End
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From beckyzoole the 8-question Book Meme:
1. Which book(s) do you irrationally cringe away from reading, despite seeing only positive reviews?
I am interested in pretty much everything, as long as it's well-written. Except Paris Hilton. So I'd say celebrity bios.
2. Borrowing shamelessly from the Thursday Next series by Jasper Fforde, you are told you can't die until you read the most boring novel on the planet. While this immortality is great for a while, eventually you realize it’s past time to die. Which book would you expect to get you a nice grave?
The full-length version of Tristram Shandy. I find its style tiresome except in tiny doses.
3. Which book have you pretended, or at least hinted, that you’ve read, when in fact you’ve been nowhere near it?
I can't think of any. I have publicly confessed my inability to plow through Joyce's Ulysses or Thomas Pynchon's Gravity's Rainbow.
4. You’re interviewing for the post of Official Book Adviser to some VIP (who’s not a big reader). What’s the first book you’d recommend and why?
Depends on who the VIP is and what they need to know.
5. A good fairy comes and grants you one wish: you will have perfect reading comprehension in the foreign language of your choice. Which language do you go with?
Oh, that's a tough one. There are amazing novels in dozens of languages, but I have to choose a language that has great poetry, because poetry is so difficult to translate. Right now the non-English poetry I'm working on is in German, so I'll choose the mother-tongue of Goethe, Schiller, Rilke, and Celan. (For Celan, a German-speaking Rumanian Jew, it was also the murder-tongue of those who killed his parents.)
6. A mischievous fairy comes and says that you must choose one book that you will reread once a year for the rest of your life (you can read other books as well). Which book would you pick?
Don't throw me in that briar patch!
Peter Beagle's The Last Unicorn, because I am still discovering new delights in it.
7. I know that the book blogging community, and its various challenges, have pushed my reading borders. What’s one bookish thing you ‘discovered’ from book blogging (maybe a new genre, or author, or new appreciation for cover art – anything)?
I've discovered several authors from their blogs: Neil Gaiman, Elizabeth Bear, Charles Stross, Jay Lake.
8. That good fairy is back for one final visit. Now, she’s granting you your dream library! Describe it. Is everything leather-bound? Is it full of first edition hard covers? Pristine trade paperbacks? Perhaps a few favourite authors have inscribed their works? Go ahead – let your imagination run free.
It's got all the books I ever wanted to read, plus the books I never heard of that I would want to read if I knew about them. They're well-bound (I hate paperbacks that fall apart or crumble) but only a few are leather-bound, and those are medieval illuminations. But the room that makes this library special is the Room of Lost Books. All the missing books are here: Emily Bronte's second novel, Byron's memoirs (burned by his friends), the scrolls from the Library at Alexandria, the books that never got published or that were destroyed along the way. There is an archive annexe that includes the missing letters of great authors as well.
And time is infinite here, so I can relax and enjoy all those books.
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| Tuesday, April 15th, 2008
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11:43 am - WRITING UPDATE
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One of my faithful readers emailed me this morning:
The last writing-related post on your LJ was from 4/10.... and it's 4/15. Is it just that you're working on the story more than the novel?
Yes. I'm working on a short story to submit to an anthology whose deadline is getting uncomfortably close, so I haven't been updating the word count. Clearly this is a mistake.
Story: Sleepover
Total words: 1349
Sustenance: Cherry smoothie made with soy milk, TJ's frozen whole cherries, and a touch of ice cream. Next time I'll add a little almond extract.
Reason for stopping taking a break: Needed to let the cat in. (She knows which of the dozens of windows in this building is my office, and she leaps up to scrape at the screen and meow pitifully for admittance.)
Other writing-related work: Outlined a piece for another anthology; responded to an email about possible editing/writing work.
Reading for pleasure: Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things. He keeps getting better.
Expeditions: None since Sunday, when I had a lovely social afternoon in Oakland.
Weather: Cool and comfortable, unlike the heat over the weekend
Life support work done: Started getting the kitchen ready for shelf relocation. Dealt with the Fraud department at Verizon Wireless. Therapy. Have been doing more cooking and definitely eating better.
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| Thursday, April 10th, 2008
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7:43 am - SPINSTERS: Notes and Comments
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Sometimes what a writer needs is to get the hell away from the keyboard and out into the sunshine. I always called it "stretching my eyes," and it does make a huge difference to change the focus, move the body, and breathe fresh air. If I'm going to write this book without driving myself and everyone else crazy, I have to get out and walk more -- and, as the summer progresses, maybe swim, too. (The patch of eczema on my ankle seems to be healing -- I think going barefoot helps a lot. Swimming in chlorinated water with raw, bleeding patches of eczema is not pleasant for the swimmer and can scare others right out of the pool.)
When I was indoors, I spent a fair bit of time stroking my stash of stone beads. Stash-stroking means going through one's craft supplies without actually making anything, a luxuriously sensuous process I highly recommend for relaxation and refreshment. I didn't just stroke it; I actually got much of it sorted and organized so that I know what I have and can even find it when I want to do some beading.
So I touched and studied and loved many beads and sorted them into little drawers and boxes. I got the drawers labeled, but the boxes need further work. I've chosen a few strands to get rid of at the next bead swap.
Also, I probably don't need to buy any more fluorite for a while. Maybe ever. (But it's clear and shiny and comes in such pretty colors!)
The touch and sight of the stones inspired me, so I am planning some earrings and necklaces to take my family when I go east next month. And a memory-wire bracelet for my mother. And some wire-wrapped pendants -- I really want to practice wire-wrapping. And a necklace for myself with some spectacular Succor Creek jasper nuggets I have. So damned beautiful.
Lesson for the day: I need to feed my senses. Which is not a surprise, but I keep having to remind myself.
How do you refresh yourself when you're going stale?
( 6053 words! )
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| Wednesday, April 9th, 2008
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8:21 am - SPINSTERS: Notes and Comments
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Currently existing words: 5364, plus the old stuff
New words: 955 transplanted from the old ms.; no new writing
Music: None, for once. Couldn't settle on anything.
Reason for stopping: I'd found enough words, even if they weren't new ones
Mood: shaken, but hoping a change of scenery will help
Other writing-related work: Background reading and research
Reading for pleasure: Jennifer Stevens, Trash Sex Magic. *Great* title, annoying cover design, very good book, but it interfered with my getting into my own manuscript. Selecting what to read while you're writing is a fine art, and this manuscript seems very picky. I may have to stick with reading research books and mood-appropriate fiction, at least until the book is further along.
Exercise: not a damned thing, but I'll get out and walk today
Volunteer work done: On IM, walked my replacement through one of the more complicated procedures. We got most of the way there, but there are still issues.
Life support work done: Therapy session about some very rough issues -- partly linked with old stuff brought up by the writing. Cooked a meal. Sorted some beads, which is both life-supporting and life-affirming.
Expedition for today: Lunch with gramina, bank, mail, gas, maybe Trader Joe's, maybe a ride into the hills, definitely a walk somewhere outside my own head.
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