It’s been a weird year for me both writing-wise and reading-wise. Wrote a novella, had a prose crisis, took three months off to read and study, still had a prose crisis, read some more, and did a particularly aggressive tearing down of my own writing.
Prose out of crisis, 32 books later.
Which is… unusual. I stopped reading much in high school, when I developed a particularly nasty short attention span. I’ve read more published fiction this past year than I have between 2010-2020. I don’t really know how to feel about that.
So, naturally, I should have some thoughts on the books I’ve read, right? I do, sort of. I’m a very neutral person and as a result, I don’t really have any strong feelings toward the majority of the books I’ve read this year. I do have some favourites I want to highlight, though.
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Weird having two so close together but also these are probably going to be all I’ve got for the year (because…. publishing is slow).
Anyway, my second person mushroom people autocannibalism story is now live over at Nightmare Magazine. Please enjoy for the soft body horror and a trip through childhood traumas. (yay)
And! A short little interview that I think covers whatever I was going to put in my supplemental.
Anyway this blog will go back to collecting dust I think, unless something pressing comes up.
I’ve got two of these this month and then who knows how long until the next one.
Still. It’s a bit of a weird time, with far more pressing things going on so I’ll just keep this brief.
I am… attempting to finish up a sort of “Critiquing and Feedback 201” type post for this blog. I’ll hopefully get it done soon and not leave it in my drafts like everything else. Similarly, I’ve added an editing services page onto here. I’m hoping to just officially expand on a skillset I’ve worked on for years.
“Sun, Moon, and Wretched Star” is now up at Fireside, accompanied by that beautiful illustration from Shaina Lu (there’s no way Pablo Defendini knew but he managed to pair up a Hakka Chinese artist with a Hakka Chinese writer!)
I now have a Curious Fictions page which I intended to have some work up by now (a story of mine from 2017 that has since failed to find a home) but the world exploded and it doesn’t feel right to put out new content when we should elevating other voices at the moment. So, I’ll do that at a later time.
In an incredibly DeviantART/LiveJournal move, have the songs I’ve had on repeat since the protests began:
- Sons of Privilege – Alexisonfire
- This is America – Childish Gambino
- Amerika – Rammstein
Oof this blog has been neglected. I’m not entirely sure what I want to do with this blog – keep it about genre fiction and its nuances? Start adding some personal stuff? I’ll think about it.
Until then, some good news! I have a poem now up at Fireside Magazine. Come take a look, I’ve bared my soul.
Forgot to announce it!! My short story, THE SEAFARER, will be appearing in Queen of Swords Press anthology, Scourge of the Seas of Time (and Space)!
This is my first publication, and I’m very proud of my work (and super excited to be a part of an anthology!)
I’ve been riding the residual pirate feels from Black Sails to produce both this and another short story in this universe. Finishing up a third and onto the novella! Hopefully I can get it done before the end of August. They’re no Caribbean pirates, and some of the themes are slightly different, but Black Sails was a Key Source for those good, good gay pirate feelings.
Anyway, the table of contents looks super interesting and if anyone’s interested in some good lgbt pirate content, I highly suggest checking it out when it’s released this December! My Barbary pirates will be included c:
I’ve written this rant elsewhere, on my tumblr, but this will be a more “polished” version, so to speak. I’ve put it under nitpicks, although it’s bigger than that. It’s more of a criticism of literary academia, which is very big. Something I’m almost hesitant to criticize. But I think as genre fiction and speculative fiction grow, the circle jerk within literary academia and its obsession over contemporary and misery fades a little. Just a little.
I’ll preface this with, I know the community is changing, and I know attitudes are changing with it. But there’s still a heavy bias toward “literary” fiction in the world of academia – where “real world issues” and “real people” are held higher than when issues are raised in a more fantastical setting with more fantastical characters. Anything beyond the “real world” gets thrown under a bus and considered to be, at best, entertainment, and at worst, something to rot your brain over. It might not be changing as much as I would like, but it’s changing. Slowly.
Continue reading The Nitpicks: A Note on Genre Fiction and Elitism within Literary Academia