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March 24, 2008

Author Blab

During the whirlwinding, I completely forgot to mention the Simon Pulse Blogfest. It's been going on for some time now, so there's massive amounts of backlogged stuff to check out. (The fun started here.) And it lasts through Thursday. Some highlights from my skimming:

The lovely and magnificent Holly Black* on writing books about serious issues and research:

My second teen novel, Valiant, deals with addiction. My younger sister died from a heroin overdose, so I knew a lot about what it was like for her, but I wanted this to be a novel about my character, Val, so I made some deliberate decisions to change the drug Val and her friends were injecting to a faerie substance called Never. Even still, I had to revisit a lot of very personal and painful experiences. It wasn’t an easy book for me to write, but I am proud of it and I was thrilled when it won the first Norton award.

Some of the research I did on the homeless communities living in the tunnels in Manhattan and in the parks in San Francisco for Valiant was fascinating, but I think the creepiest bit of information I stumbled on was that rats given opiates will take their drug, eat, and go to sleep, but rats given cocaine just do cocaine until they die.

Julie Hearn on the same:

... I was truly alarmed, for example, to learn that a “talking horse from Greek mythology” (that’s a centaur to you and me) was a soldier, who’d had both his legs blown off, lashed firmly to the body of a decapitated horse. And then, there was Julia Pastrana, a Mexican Indian woman who spoke three languages and loved to dance, but was displayed by her husband as “the baboon lady” and the ugliest woman in the world” because she had been born excessively hairy and with a deformed jaw. Then, when Julia died, this less-than-perfect husband had her body embalmed and took that around the fairgrounds of Europe, rather than lose his income. Poor Julia’s mummified corpse was still being exhibited as recently as 1973. How surprising, and shocking, is that!?

The alarmingly dashing Scott Westerfeld on inspiration and fear:

About 15 years ago, I went on a guided tour of a game reserve in South Africa. It was just me and the guide, on foot. We were strolling away from the hotel when I noticed we’d gone through a gate into the hippo area.

Now, hippos are deadly and unpredictable, and fast when they want to be. In fact, they kill more humans than any other mammal in Africa. So I said, “Um, are the hippos gone today or something?”

He said, “No, but it’s just us two, and you look pretty fit, so I thought I’d take this shortcut. You don’t mind if we have to do a little running, do you?”

To which I responded, “I don’t mind running, but I do mind running for my life.”

And my favorite response from Kathleen Duey (of the brilliant Skin Hunger), on how other books inspire her:

Richard Peck said it best: “We write by the light of every book we have ever read.”

And I would add this: We can live by that same light. Books can be as almost as important as the people we know. How else do we find out more than our friends and family can (or will) tell us about courage, love, sex, food poisoning, the agony of Sudan, sharks, how the US government works, slave labor, pregnancy, basketball, scuba diving off Tulum, and how to take care of our very first puppies? How else would we find out, risk-free, that our personal weirdnesses really aren’t that weird, that whatever we are facing has been faced before, countless times, that we are all just human and that’s good enough?

When's the last time a publisher put together such a huge online event with this many authors answering really interesting questions? Try never (that I can remember).

*I also really liked Holly's response about how other books influence her work.

December 26, 2007

Woe

But when people are holidaysing and real-lifing and I am suddenly in the mood to read Web slapfights there are none to be witnessed, not even relatively recent ones with a couple of people still posting into the void. . .

Or am I missing something? ::she asked hopefully::

November 21, 2007

Lalalala

I'm choosing to ignore all this Kindle business (I don't even really know what it is, that's how much I'm ignoring it), until there's a reason to do otherwise. If it's your cuppa notice though, Ed seems to be staying on top of things.

August 31, 2006

Playing Favorites

SirensI was immediately kicking myself after the Bloggasm interview for not mentioning one of my most favorite of blogs, and a fairly new discovery (for me, anyway -- I found it sometime earlier this year, I think, via Darby's also excellent blog): Austin Kleon's site.

From what I can tell, Austin is a superhumanly talented comic artist and writer with great taste in just about everything. And he's always putting up these beautiful images from his works in progress (like that one over on the left from today) and tidbits of wisdom from other writers and artists. I would use the word inspirational, but that sounds too twee and fuzzy haloed. So I'll say instead that Austin's blog never fails to make me want to get on my ass and write, or just generally Get Things Done.

Anyway, I thought I'd do a little pointer in case anyone who reads this site hasn't yet found Austin's. If only all such silly omissions were as easily corrected.

August 22, 2006

I'll Be Your Mirror

Simon Owens just put up a little interview with me about this here blog and related topics over at Bloggasm. I go a bit crazy on the topics of books I'm looking forward to and blogs I recommend. F'instance:

Oh dear. I never know what’s coming out when. A few books I was really looking forward to have just come out and I’m in the process of reading them — Jeff VanderMeer’s Shriek, Andrea Seigel’s To Feel Stuff, Geoff Ryman’s The King’s Last Song, Julie Phillips’ Tiptree biography. I’m very much looking forward to Cecil Castellucci’s next novel Beige, Holly Black’s Ironside and Justine Larbalestier’s Magic’s Child (oddly, all YA); there aren’t even ARCs I can covet of those yet. Of things getting ready to come out, I would recommend any of the above, plus M.T. Anderson’s Octavian Nothing: Volume 1 and John Green’s An Abundance of Katherines (more YAs). Oh, and David Levithan’s new one. I also can’t WAIT for all the original anthologies Ellen Datlow has in the works. Or for Karen Joy Fowler’s next novel (!), or John Kessel’s or Kelley Eskridge’s, for that matter — but, sadly, these don’t exactly exist yet, though I understand all are in the works. On the upside, Nicola Griffith’s next Aud novel has, according to Wiscon news, been turned in, so that one should be forthcoming (if not soon enough). I’m going to kick myself for leaving something out, I just know it.

Oh, books that aren't written yet, how I long for you!

August 05, 2006

About Damn Time, Dept. Of

Gavin Grant* finally went and got himself a proper blog. RSS-y goodness, yay!

*Big deal publisher of Small Beer Press

June 26, 2006

Happy Monday

Andy Duncan has a shiny new blog. Sure to be high-larious, if his personality and his entry about the Maryland state song are any indication. (Via Jeff Ford.)

And psst: check out the online classroom discussion for his class on 21st century fantasy.

February 12, 2006

This Is How We Procrastinate

Any day in which more than one new site is added to le blogroll is a day of happiness and procrastination. Today, welcome:

A few links got vamoosed as well, but it's not because I don't love you -- it's because you don't update frequently enough. I'm still watching you. I also made sure most everyone has a little tag that flashes over their link. Look, I'm not proud. I'm just saying.

October 18, 2005

Breaking Blog

Soft Skull has officially joined the blogverse. Tune in for Richard Nash's dispatches from the Frankfurt Book Fair this week. Welcome, Soft Skull peeps.

October 14, 2005

They Should Just Get a Teapot*

Pinky of Pinky's Paperhaus (which is the most beautifully designed site In The World) has a response to the whole dust-up in Salon that's insightful and on the money -- aided by the fact that she knows and likes both Mark and Almond:

Here is where Mark is right: he can dislike Steve Almond's writing all he wants and can blog his opinion.  No feud, just Mark blogging about a writer, as he blogs about a zillion other writers.

Here is where Steve is right: litbloggers are a concentrated community that can be very closed. Sometimes it seems like a terrifically smart group of 15 people all talking to each other and nodding in agreement.* And I think Steve may be right in saying that blogging keeps people from the work of their "real" writing. Anyone who says it doesn't isn't being honest, or doesn't have a day job.

I'm not sure whether I agree with that very last point about blogging keeping people from their "real" writing--for me it's been the opposite (although I admit that reading blogs can sure be a procrastination tool)--but I've been meaning to post about that anyway, so I'll save it until next week.

Anyway, the whole thing still makes my stomach hurt--especially the people who came screaming forward to be mean--like watching a fight break out too close to you in a bar. (I don't blame Mark for turning off his comments.)

(Via the fantabulous Miss Cecil.)

*I couldn't resist, but it's snark-free, swear.

ETA: Scalzi weighs in. I admit my first reaction yesterday was: "Salon published this? How lame."

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  • E. Lockhart: Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks, The

    E. Lockhart: Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks, The
    You might think the world doesn't need any more boarding school novels, but if you haven't read this one then you're wrong, wrong, wrong. E. Lockhart has surpassed herself with this fable of a girl coming into her own and challenging the boy's club at her prep school -- while falling in love with its members at the same time. Lockhart never simplifies or skirts gender issues and power dynamics, and lets Frankie be realistic instead of a treatise disguised as a character. The sly omniscient narrator tells the story perfectly, and leaves hope that maybe one girl can change the world. More novels as funny and true and perfect as this one, please.

  • Kathi Appelt: The Underneath

    Kathi Appelt: The Underneath
    Appelt's first novel is a beautiful, magical fantasy for younger readers that will instantly become a classic. Seriously. I can imagine this book being in classrooms right alongside Charlotte's Web in a hundred years. The writing is poetic in the good way, and there's a lamia. Children are going to absolutely fall in love with Appelt's equally kind and brutal universe, where love conquers most, and it can take millenia to come to your senses.

  • Jincy Willett: The Writing Class

    Jincy Willett: The Writing Class
    With her second novel, Willett matches the perfect pitch and execution of her brilliant short stories. Every writer will want to read this novel--very little wincing is involved, but expect a great deal of laughter. C and I found ourselves reading pieces aloud, after howling provoked the "what's so funny?" question. As with any good writing workshop or class, the characters become more appealing as you get to know them, and ultimately what she has pulled off is a satisfying mystery, and a satisfying exploration of humanity. Amy Gallup is a character to remember.

  • Karen Joy Fowler: Wit's End

    Karen Joy Fowler: Wit's End
    A new novel by Karen Fowler really is something to be excited about, unlike many of the writers for whom such praise gets bandied about. (If you're smirking because you think you know something about her work from the title--not the book--The Jane Austen Book Club, please go sit in the corner and read any of her novels. You're welcome.) This is an unmystery-like mystery, concerned not so much with dead bodies--though there are plenty--as with the mysteries of healing and the heart, politics and people. How is it that a writer gets a lens on the present that's as revealing as the one she employs in historical fiction? Now that's a mystery. Highly recommended.

  • Steve Erickson: Zeroville

    Steve Erickson: Zeroville
    Steve Erickson novels are often like dreams, or revelations, or discovered artifacts, or written just for you. Zeroville's no different, although it is perhaps the most readily graspable example of his work to date. The Rosetta Stone is there; the secret decoder ring is a film projector. The dizzying Hollywood confidential stylings will make your inner film geek happy, but the uncovering of a truly mythic cinematic story--since cinema has existed forever--of sacrifice and redemption is even more memorable. See also: this review.

  • Ursula Dubosarsky: The Red Shoe (Neal Porter Books)

    Ursula Dubosarsky: The Red Shoe (Neal Porter Books)
    Set in Sydney during WWII, this wonderful novel travels between the view from inside each of three sisters. Dubosarsky perfectly captures the differences that come from being the younger, older, or middle child. Perfectly conjuring the period, and yet creating a completely accessible story, the narrative contrasts chapters focusing on the family with interstitials from the Sydney newspapers of the time, stories of polio, the H-bomb, and a defecting Russian spy (who happens to be in hiding next door). Nothing here is heavy-handed. Everything is perfectly balanced. It's a beautiful, beautiful novel. See my full take here.

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