“…because I must climb the mast to see what kind of weather we’re going to have tomorrow.”

At the 11th hour, despite a long evening of roller derby NSOing already planned, I decided to attend what I could of the first annual Pippi to Ripley: Heroines of Fantasy and Science Fiction conference.  I’d seen the flyer at my local comic book shop and was intrigued.  I figure I’ve read enough blogs from my favorite SF&F writers on these issues that it was long past time I educated myself at a deeper level than “GenderFail is bad.”

I was only there for half of it, but I think what I saw merits at least the sort of write-up I do for conventions.

So, I got to three sessions of panel presentations and the keynote speech…

Session 1 – Science Fiction Heroines of Film

  • Katharine Kittredge, “Starting with Ripley: Trends in Science Fiction Heroines.”  Granted, I’m speaking as someone who only sort of tracks these issues out of the corner of his(!) eye, but Kittredge’s overview seemed to hit all the points in the development of the science fiction heroine that I’ve ever noticed.
  • Melanie Lorek, “Utopian Fantasy Meets Melodrams: The Female Heroine in East German Film.”  One of the things I don’t like about panel presentations is how an A/V snafu lasting only a minute or two could potentially torpedo a presentation through no fault of the presenter.  That didn’t quite happen here; Lorek managed to get the audience through her main points about the East German heroine.  I wish there’d been more time though.  I was fascinated by this look from a sociopolitical perspective.
  • Leah Summerville Ferrar, “Uhura Kissed a Vulcan: The Marginalization of Women and Minorities in J.J. Abram’s Star Trek.”  There was no point taking notes on this one since I agreed with pretty much every point she raised.  I wished there was a little bit more underneath it, though.  I was already familiar with most, if not all, of the criticisms Ferrar raised through the blogosphere alone.

Session 2 – Adapting Fairytales and Graphic Novels to Film

  • Elieen Weidbrauk, “From Caped Avenger to Ineffectual Virgin and Back Again: Reclaiming the Agency of Little Red Riding Hood.”  I love presentations in which I learn something brand new, in this case, the evolution of the tale from the 15th century to the present.
  • Jamie Warburton, “Seeing Coraline: Visualizing a Heroine in Fiction, Graphic Novel, and Film.”  I meant what I said about my love of learning something new.  In this case, though, it was overshadowed by the shame over not having read or seen Neil Gaiman’s Coraline.  Still, from a Feminist or any other perspective, tracing the evolution of character depictions between different media rarely ceases to amaze me.
  • Shana Kraynak, “Leathered Objectified and Loss of Super Powers: Gender Representation and Reconstruction in the Film Adaptation of Watchmen.”  Another presentation that didn’t leave me with much to write down.  As in Ferrar’s presentation, I was familiar with the property and the criticism over how the film portrays Silk Spectre II.  And like Ferrar’s presentation, I felt I was listening to the sermon from the choir box.   

I can’t resist nit-picking at the session title.  I wasn’t looking for any sort of writing-related panel at this conference and the topics themselves piqued my interest such that I would’ve attended this session in any case.  Still, a cursory reading of the program showed that adaptations were going to be discussed, rather than the process of adapting.  I’m just saying….

Session 3 – Television Heroines and Almost-heroines

  • Tara K. Parmiter, “Girl Friday Power: The Hacker Sidekicks in 21st Century Teen Television.”  This presentation seemed the strongest (granted, having only attended 1/2 the conference) in terms of the presenter’s analysis of her topic.  Just seemed the most in-depth to me.
  • Carrie Davidson, “The Doctor’s Companions: A Look at Female Power in Dr. Who.”  Another example of why I don’t like panel presentations.  How does a look at female power in Who exclude Leela, of all people??  Time constraints, that’s how.  Other things were ignored too, but I don’t think the presenter was to blame–how can you possibly cover a huge aspect of a TV series approaching its 50th year in 15 minutes?
  • Allison Hamilton, “Sluts and Seductresses: Victim-hood and Power in Farscape and Misfits.”  I did feel like this presentation made me do most of the work with respect to figuring out exactly what was I supposed to take away about victim-hood and power aside from  “Here’s how strength was depicted with these certain women in these certain shows” and “Here’s how sex/victimhood was depicted….”

The keynote by Feminist Sci-Fi critic Marleen Barr, “A Hitchhiker’s Guide to Feminist Science Fiction Criticism,” was a true delight!  Hers was a story of a very personal journey from convention fan to scholarly critic which brought her into contact with the legendary Octavia Butler, among others.  Nothing I write here could possibly do justice to Barr’s speech, so I’ll leave it there.

I’m very much looking forward to the second annual conference!

Reading Is Fundamental

A lot of my reading last week, when I’ve gotten to it, has been a lot of non-fiction.  But that’s not why you’re here.   You want to know what fiction I’ve read.  Basically, I let myself get carried away with the remainder of Objects of Worship by Claude Lalumière

“A Place Where Nothing Ever Happens” is a cross between the Twilight Zone episode “Long Distance Call” and Etgar Keret’s vision of the underworld in his story “Kneller’s Happy Campers,” the way only Lalumière can do it. Ending seemed a bit too pat for me, IMO. 4 out of 5.

“A Visit to the Optometrist” obviously had an instant familiarity, after having read “The Ethical Treatment of Meat.”  While I didn’t dig the plotline itself, I loved the idea behind it, namely the competing forces at work.  So, 5 out of 5.

“Roman Predator’s Chimeric Odyssey” is the second thing in almost as many weeks to remind me of Urotsukidōji: Legend of the Overfiend, the first being the discussion over said anime I had on the Functional Nerds podcast. There was probably a little too much going on in it for me. 4 out of 5.

“Destroyer of Worlds” shows that Lalumière and I definitely have read the same comic books. I have no doubt the pictures in my head and those in his were the same. 4 out of 5.

“This Is the Ice Age” is where Lalumière the best job writing the setting, IMO.  The ending didn’t really work for me, though.  It seemed a bit of a let-down after how well the tension was built.  4 out of 5.

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I’m going to have to add this collection to my list of goodreads reviews I’m behind on, now.

    “The pain will be written on every page in tears…”

    I rarely engage in these writerly literary debates you see on just about every damn social network a writer can be on.  You know the ones: Outlining vs. pantsing.  Writing for money or writing for “Art?”  Literary vs. genre.  Start your online author platform now or later?  Great taste!  Less filling!

    Only two of these sorts of issues have gotten me thinking.  I’ve settled one of them, at least in my mind: I’ll never feel sorry for anyone who got skewered on QueryFail and Slushpile Hell. Because (a) I’m more than happy to learn from their mistakes and (b) You want to NOT be skewered on there?  Then STFU and read submission guidelines, you f**king child!

    Whew.  Now that’s out of the way, I can move on to the second thing…

    And when I write the book about my love
    It’ll be a pop publication, tougher than tough
    When I get down on the pages all I missed
    It will shoot to the top of the best-sellers list
    When I write the book about my love

    -Nick Lowe, “When I Write the Book

    But when I write the book… where will I be able to sell it?

    I won’t bother linking to the plethora of blogs and articles about the death of the book store.  First, the indie book store.  Then, the big box book store.  Because of e-readers.  Or, because people don’t read.  Or, because indies and big-boxes would eat each other. Who knows?

    I, apparently, live in a town that could not only lose one of its major independent book stores (which is actually going to be resurrected… again), but also lost its Borders.  We still have a Barnes and Noble, but for how long?

    R.I.P. Borders #507

    More importantly, to what extent am I to blame?  Oh, sure, I know I couldn’t have bought enough books from either place to have saved them.  I mean, my attitude. 

    Peep this: I was drooling to get my hands on a copy of Karen Joy Fowler’s latest collection, What I Didn’t See and Other Stories.  My local indie bookstore had it–it’d been my go-to for most of the fantasy/slipstream books I’ve ever wanted. Found out Borders had a copy, too.

    But I’d gotten myself a Nook for the holidays.  My intention was to subscribe to all the ‘zines I’d ever wanted to subscribe to–most of them are in .epub format these days.  But, so was What I Didn’t See.  So I caved.  I took consolation in the fact that at least I was ordering the collection from Weightless Books rather than, say, B&N.  But still.

    Maybe I’m just moving with the times, watching the end of an era.

    Reading Is Fundamental

    I know I read a few things since the last entry, but I lost track. I have no other excuses–just saying that life happens and is actually continuing to happen.  (Cryptic, I know.  Sorry.)  Still, the only way out is through, and I need to get back on track with things like writing and reading, and talking about what I’m reading.

    From the 14th through the 20th, I actually read quite a bit…

    I finished up the last bit of Lightspeed Magazine 2:

    • “The Zeppelin Conductors’ Society Annual Gentlemen’s Ball” by Genevieve Valentine. So far, I’m 2 for 2 in never having read a Valentine story I didn’t like.
    • “…For a Single Yesterday” by George R.R. Martin. There’s a certain tier of SF/F writers that I just haven’t managed to read yet. Martin, De Lint, etc. Stories like this erode the consolation I take in the idea that I just can’t read everything.  5 out of 5 for a lot of reasons, not the least of which is that if I hadn’t read in advance that the story was first published a mere two years after I was born, I might never have known.

    I started Objects of Worship by Claude Lalumière.  As of now, I’m actually almost done with it.  I can’t remember when I got through anyone’s short story collection this fast.  All I can say is that, a few personal quibbles aside, Lalumière’s writing definitely lives up to its hype.

    • “The Object of Worship.” Never before has the opening story of a collection blown me away like this. Wonderful!  5 out of 5.
    • “The Ethical Treatment of Meat” had its ups and downs for me.  4 out of 5, but only because the main conceit of the story started being teased so well and then, in expository dialogue, “Whoomp, there it is!”
    • “Hochelaga and Sons” definitely takes a page out of the Kavalier and Clay playbook. But only one. 4 out of 5.
    • “The Sea, at Bari” hits some really nice Lovecraftian notes, but is still very much its own story.  5 out of 5.
    • “The Darkness at the Heart of the World” seamlessly crams the main character’s entire mortal lifetime in a short-story. I’m astounded, to be honest.  5 out of 5.
    • “Spiderkid” does the same thing “Hochelaga” did, but in a completely different way.  4 out of 5.
    • “Njabo” is a master-class in how to write non-traditional family situations without hitting the reader over the head with “This is a Non-Traditional Family, Look at Me, Look at Me!!”  5 out of 5, even though I’m unsure if the ending of the story didn’t surprise me because the writing telegraphed it or because I chanced upon this article from io9 the same day I was reading this story.

    I bought the TPB of The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis a couple of weeks ago. In a sense, it was pretty senseless, since I have all four of the original books that make up The Collected Stories, though I’ve only read three. I hadn’t read Davis’s second collection, 1997’s Almost No Memory. I’m about ten pieces in. I won’t list or review them. Anyone who’s familiar with Davis’s work understands that the distinction between “story” and “prose poem” is so blurred–I just don’t feel qualified to comment on it, except to say that rarely do her pieces fail to resonate with me.

    “Going the Distance”

    I’ve missed a few writing- and reading-progress posts lately.  No excuses.  Just an explanation: Life, quite simply, happened.  There were happy- and not-so-happy things that led to exhaustion, a near-breakdown, and almost total radio- (read: internet) silence. 

    I’m a bit better, now.  I’m limping along.  My frustration tolerance is severely fried.  The slightest life setbacks–and there have been at least 2 per day, every day, for the past two weeks now–make me want to curl up into a ball. 

    But today, not so much.  Enough is enough.  I’m getting back on the horse.  Gotta go the distance, just like Rocky.  Although I’m doing it to a laid-back Menahan Street Band groove, rather than the full-on Bill Conti one.

    I lugged the laptop-formerly-known-as-my-desktop out to the writing spot.  This is the first time in almost three years I haven’t been hunched over a netbook.  I gotta say my back and neck feel better for it.  If I can just get a new battery for this beast (current battery holds absolutely no charge whatsoever), I might try this more often.  The screen is bigger (obviously) and I forgot just how much better the audio sounds.  I mention it only because this machine is helping me do something very important right now, namely get a global view of everything I have to catch up with.  Increased screen real estate makes that so much easier.

    My head’s a jumble right now, and having a mess of open text-files, sticky notes, and mind maps is helping me flush that jumble out of my head and into something I can later organize and act on.  Because it’s no use “going the distance” if you don’t even know where you are, let alone where you’re going.

    My Face Is Made for Podcasting

    Out today: the 49th episode of The Functional Nerds podcast, hosted by Patrick Hester and John Anealio , featuring Carrie Cuinn and me talking about Cthulhurotica, which of course degenerated, uh, led to discussions of tentacle pr0n, plushie C’thulhus, and Urotsukidōji: Legend of the Overfiend.

    Thanks again to Patrick and John for having us!

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    “I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain…”

    I could also call this entry, like the last one, “a dollar short and a day late.”   More like, two weeks late.

    So, there’s two weeks’ worth of progress.  There were good and not-so-good reasons I missed writing time for the past two sets of Wednesdays and Fridays in a row.  This week, I’m batting 0 for 3 so far.  Oh, I’ve made tiny bits of progress, but not enough to justify X-ing out my days.  OTOH, I did score a win by finishing the first phase of my seekrit non-fiction project. 

    Oh, well.  Better to light an inch then curse the dark, right?

    Reading is Fundamental

    Yes, it’s sad.  I missed a week of posting what I’ve read and how my writing has progressed.  What can I say?  It’s been one busy blur… lots to talk about about, and actually one or two things I can’t just yet.

    But, ’til then, back to business.  Here’s what I’ve read over a fortnight.  It wasn’t much…

    Yeah, yeah, I know I said I was going to get to Ted Chiang’s Stories of Your Life and Others, but it’s hard carrying around and reading a dead tree book while maneuvering through an upstate New York winter.  So I started one of the many ‘zines I purchased for my Nook during the holiday season, namely Apex Magazine #15.

    • “Fair Ladies” by Theodora Goss.  A lovely, richly-detailed story.  Not entirely certain how much I bought the trajectory of the main character’s arc, though–at least not through the time gap near the end.  4 out of 5.
    • “Four Is Me! With Squeeeeee! (And LOLer)” by Nick Mamatas.  A story about the future told in a data-stream of consciousness.  Exquisite!  5 out of 5.
    • “Secret Life” by Jeff Vandermeer.  There’s a reason people tell you not to write office-space-as-metaphor stories.  The one you write will never be as good as this one.  5 out of 5.

    Then I loaded up Clarkesworld 50 for the heck of it…

    • “On the Banks of the River Lex” by N.K. Jemesin.  In comic book terms, this was sort of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman meets Brian Wood’s DMZ. I feel like I have to give it a 5 out of 5, since the one thing that sticks in my craw about this story isn’t the story’s fault.  It’s just that, sort of like DMZ, the obvious love for NYC comes across as something I, as a reader, could only really understand if I was cool enough to have once lived there.
    • “Seeing” by Genevieve Valentine.  I don’t know how I’ve managed to miss her fiction.  It took me awhile to remember that I was reading Clarkesworld and not Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet.  In other words: dystopic astronomy and space-travel FTW!  5 out of 5.

    From Lightspeed Magazine 2

    • “No Time Like the Present” by Carol Emshwiller.  Since precious few other writers can keep you invested in a story whose plot you’ve figured out all of two pages in, this gets 5 out of 5!

    “Going back to Cali, stylin’, profilin’…”

    Layna Pimentel gave me one of these, so I’m stylin’ and profilin’!  Personally, it reminds me how I really need to spruce the place up a bit.  I mean, I guess it’s stylish in a retro, used Salvo thrift store outfit kinda way.  Yeah, or not.  But anyway, I won and I’m grateful!

    The rules of the Stylish Blogger Award call for me to tell seven things about myself.  I’ll give it a shot, trying not to repeat anything I might’ve said before.

    1. I have lived in what can be described, to varying degrees, as “college towns” for 10 years, now, and I’ve loved it!
    2. I have hit a woman–but in a sparring match, and only after having been hit and kicked a few times first. (And not ‘cos I was a gentleman, but because she was too fast.)
    3. I have Huey Lewis & The News’ whole catalog. Shut up.
    4. I videotaped the entire Jon Pertwee run of DOCTOR WHO off the local PBS station when I was a kid. 
    5. I know enough knife fighting techniques to know how dangerous a prospect it is.  I, however, am not really much of a threat to anyone.
    6. The first, and so far only, concert that ever came close to making me cry was Cassandra Wilson. (The clip isn’t from the actual show, but from the same tour.)
    7. I never considered myself a “horror writer,” though I guess, technically…?

    “What is this thing called love?”

    I’ve joked before about how I look at my last two publications of 2010, which fall under the umbrella of “weird erotica,” and think to myself, as David Byrne sang, “My God! What have I done?”

    Pulling double duty, Harry Markov reviews both of the anthologies in which I’ve appeared recently, and he does so on Valentine’s Day, no less.  Because nothing says Valentine’s Day like zombie sex and tentacle pr0n…

    Markov mentions my story “Sublimation” in his review of Rigor Amortis over at Innsmouth Free Press, which he says “…pushes all the right buttons in a lust-filled story about human cruelty and zombies used as sex toys.”

    You might argue whether or not “Rigor Amortis fails as zombie erotica,” but the part about how “it succeeds as an examiner of the human heart and the human libido after death”–yes, that!

    I didn’t consider this ’til just this second–you’d think my story “The C-Word,” set in Innsmouth, would be somewhere in IFP.  I’m not bothered, though, since Cthulhurotica is mentioned more than a few times there.  Markov does mention it over at Rise Reviews.  I have to say, I agree with him when he says that, “What you, as the reader, must know about “Cthulhurotica” is the anthology’s conviction.  I’ve never read an anthology so sure in its identity, with a such a strong voice or as consistent in its theme.”