For the first time this year, I noticed the days getting shorter. The moon was a tiny sliver this evening. I stood too close and its edge nicked my heart.
A writer friend posted a question on a forum that has me brooding. “You know, make connections. Isn’t that what writing and reading is for?”
Write for the delight. At least this made feel delighted in the reading.
Even though there is a very low chance of getting into Women Destroy Fantasy, I am still going to try. I have wanted to write a selkie, but I did not want to write about how someone found a selkie skin and kept her as a wife. I wanted a fresher take. I think part of what makes a story stand out is that it isn’t something you have read. I know I am not so cleaver as have my first few ideas be somewhat original. Then you need a plot, and characters and their motivation, and setting and how magic works and what creators live there. And then… there are the words.
Finding the right words that tell a story that someone will love. Finding the words express what I see in my mind and feel in my heart. The trouble is there is so much distance - between mind, fingers, words and heart. Leagues, fathoms, and more.
The story before this isn’t done either, but it is much further along. And it personal.
It is tale that takes many notes from mother’s and father;s deaths.
Most of it is straight forward, which bothers but I still like. I think that I might go in and write another where the metaphor is increased.
I do use a metaphor for my mother but the trouble I am lacking one for me father. My mother is a butterfly, and my father… I thought about spider, but they seem female to me. Perhaps bee? Always working and has a stinger. This is the one I am going to try out.
Review: Nebula Nominated story, If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love
If You Were a Dinosaur, My Love
Rachel Swirsky holds an MFA in fiction from the Iowa Writers Workshop and graduated from Clarion West in 2005. Her short fiction has been published in a number of magazines and anthologies, including
Subterranean Magazine, and been nominated for a number of awards, including the Hugo Award, the Locus Award, and the World Fantasy Award. In 2010, her novella “The Lady Who Plucked Red Flowers Beneath the Queen’s Window” won the Nebula Award. As a kid, she watched too much Fairy Tale Theatre and memorized the score to Sondheim’s Into the Woods.
And was published by Apex Magazine.
At first this seems childlike and reminded me of the book If You Give a Mouse a Cookie and had wonderful cadence to it. It first it was a cute love story.
Then it changed lovely surreal images and the romance is heightened.
Then it changed again. And all of what came before meaning has changed. Why a T rex? Because they are strong an fierce and nothing bad happens to a paleontologist.
The story is poetry and makes sense out of that does not. Humans are so frail. Dinos aren’t; it took a cosmic event to get rid of them.
Review: Nebula Nominated, Selkie Stories Are for Losers
Selkie Stories Are for Losers
is a Nebula nominated story for 2013.
By Sofia Samatar
It was published by Strange Horizons.
I am going to be honest. For about half of the story I was not really that impressed. I liked it more as I read along, and more upon the second reading.
Why is this? I tend to like lacy language. This story is not written in such away. The voice is that of a young woman and the emotional notes are edged with fear, anger, resentment; all because her mother abandoned her, and the girl she has runaway with may leave her too, which in part she cannot stand because she -ikes-her-likes- her.
That said, since this is the story that author wrote and mine, the voice is spot on. It does a wonderful of saying things without saying them.
Unlike most seikie stories, it does not focus on the seikie or the man that loves her. Instead it focus on the child that is left behind with no thought to their well-fair. It is about how when any parent leaves a child it changes them.
This a good story and does deserve all the attention it is getting.
I intend to write my own seikie story someday. Soon I hope. I have not because I had no idea what I could say that had not been said. And now I know.
Mine child will wish her mother was a seikie, want her to be a seikie. Give her an old fur coat, hoping she will swim away. I think the mommy might be found floating in water, a wet fur coat on the rocks among sea foam. She will try and change her into a seikie.
Review of Nebula Nominated story Sounds of Old Earth
The Sounds of Old Earth
By Matthew Kressel
His fiction has appeared in Clarkesworld Magazine, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Interzone, Electric Velocipede, and the anthologies, Naked City, The People of the Book, and After: Nineteen Stories of Apocalypse and Dystopia, as well as other markets. In 2011 he was nominated for a World Fantasy Award for his work publishing the speculative fiction ‘zine Sybil’s Garage. When he’s not designing websites or setting up computer networks for a living, he’s learning to play the trumpet or teaching himself Yiddish. He co-hosts the Fantastic Fiction at KGB reading series in New York alongside Ellen Datlow, and has been a long-time member of the Altered Fluid writers group. His website is www.matthewkressel.net.
The story was published in Lightspeed and is nominated for a Nebula.
If you want to read it…
It’s about Earth that has become toxic and everyone and everything is being shipped off to make a new Earth. Including The Pyramids, Mount Rushmore. And Frogs.
I cannot help think he chose frogs because they are sensitive to environmental changes.
There is also a group of kids who have made a trip to go see old Earth before it is gone. They want to see frogs.
There is a nice girl who has green hair and she reminds of his granddaughter. Somehow the she embodies frogs, science, humanity, his family and how lost they are.
A grandfather is one the last holdouts and he use to try and combated all the toxins but it was too late.
For me the story is at its best when it talking about nature. Although the writer does that tricky of new slang and have it not slow down the place or your understanding pause.
The story is about new life and family reconnecting.
It is a good story. It is touching and tragic and optimistic.
Go read it. And save the damn frogs because it’s not easy being green.