What good is a burning heart if it doesn't warm?
My day was surprisingly consumed by legal matters—not negatively, just enervatingly. We have not suddenly come into an inheritance. Also my con crud from Arisia seems to be worse. This feels unfair, especially since I didn't catch it from anyone. Have some links.
1. I will say more about my contributions when we reach the official release date of February 1st, but it is now possible to preorder the long-awaited Climbing Lightly Through Forests: A Poetry Anthology Honoring Ursula K. Le Guin (ed. R.B. Lemberg and Lisa M. Bradley, Aqueduct Press) from Amazon and if you prefer not to go that route, I am still recommending you mark your calendars. The table of contents includes two poems from me alongside work by Jo Walton, Merlin Cunniff, Kiya Nicoll, Brandon O'Brien, Ada Hoffmann, Izzy Wasserstein, Leah Bobet, Jeannelle M. Ferreira, Gwynne Garfinkle, Shweta Narayan, Sofia Samatar, David Sklar, Nisi Shawl, and many luminaries more, plus a beautiful critical afterword by Lemberg. A nice cover, too.
2. This fakelore generator is a time sink, sometimes plausible and sometimes surreal, and probably a useful source of prompts if you like folk horror. "This story is told by the people of Saxmundham. Since 1481, the spectre of the Marquess of Needham Market has appeared every twenty-five weeks on the high street."
3. On family history and the complexity of the world: "If you look at the fight between the Brits and Nazis in microcosm, obviously the Brits are in the right, because fucking Nazis. And if you look at the fight between Brits and the people of India, obviously the Brits are the wankers, because fuck colonialism."
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moon_custafer: "On the issue of the 'q slur'," which turns out to be the issue of who you allow to set the terms of a word that is used as both a self-identifier and an insult. The examples used are "queer" and "Jew." The conclusion makes sense to me.
5. I haven't read the poem this one's after, but I find it successsfully haunting on its own terms: Isabella Borgeson's "the ghosts of sea salt corpses."
I just finished Nicholas Monsarrat's The Ship That Died of Shame (1959) and am now re-reading Hammond Innes' The Wreck of the Mary Deare (1956). I am interested in tracking down the film of the first; I wish the film of the second had been better. I think I miss the sea.
1. I will say more about my contributions when we reach the official release date of February 1st, but it is now possible to preorder the long-awaited Climbing Lightly Through Forests: A Poetry Anthology Honoring Ursula K. Le Guin (ed. R.B. Lemberg and Lisa M. Bradley, Aqueduct Press) from Amazon and if you prefer not to go that route, I am still recommending you mark your calendars. The table of contents includes two poems from me alongside work by Jo Walton, Merlin Cunniff, Kiya Nicoll, Brandon O'Brien, Ada Hoffmann, Izzy Wasserstein, Leah Bobet, Jeannelle M. Ferreira, Gwynne Garfinkle, Shweta Narayan, Sofia Samatar, David Sklar, Nisi Shawl, and many luminaries more, plus a beautiful critical afterword by Lemberg. A nice cover, too.
2. This fakelore generator is a time sink, sometimes plausible and sometimes surreal, and probably a useful source of prompts if you like folk horror. "This story is told by the people of Saxmundham. Since 1481, the spectre of the Marquess of Needham Market has appeared every twenty-five weeks on the high street."
3. On family history and the complexity of the world: "If you look at the fight between the Brits and Nazis in microcosm, obviously the Brits are in the right, because fucking Nazis. And if you look at the fight between Brits and the people of India, obviously the Brits are the wankers, because fuck colonialism."
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moon_custafer: "On the issue of the 'q slur'," which turns out to be the issue of who you allow to set the terms of a word that is used as both a self-identifier and an insult. The examples used are "queer" and "Jew." The conclusion makes sense to me.5. I haven't read the poem this one's after, but I find it successsfully haunting on its own terms: Isabella Borgeson's "the ghosts of sea salt corpses."
I just finished Nicholas Monsarrat's The Ship That Died of Shame (1959) and am now re-reading Hammond Innes' The Wreck of the Mary Deare (1956). I am interested in tracking down the film of the first; I wish the film of the second had been better. I think I miss the sea.
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