For once it's not me posting the chat transcript:
I was just wondering how it was possible for any book this dark to have a narrative voice as breezy as does this one. And I realized.
My book is a Perky Goth.
I'm doomed.
It has pigtails and stompy boots and in its pocket, a razorblade. It smokes clove cigarettes and tries to look tough, and giggle during Darkwing Duck.
I love this book. It's like a high-school girlfriend.
Progress notes for 14 January 2007
dust
New Words: 763
Total Words: 22622
Words for the Year: 20435
Pages: 110
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota
Stimulants: none yet
Exercise: there might be gym today
Songs mutilated: I did not get to play yesterday. Alas!
Mammalian assistance: none
Mail:
mojave_wolf on Blood & Iron
volterra on Carnival
All right. Because I am a soopergenius, I managed to completely mess up the Romantic Times reviewer's choice list. I didn't realize there were a bunchamo categories and whole peoples I left off the congrats.
So. Here's the REAL list:
Science Fiction Novel:
The Android's Dream, John Scalzi (
scalzifeed)
Carnival, Elizabeth Bear (
matociquala)
Crystal Rain, Tobias Buckell (
tobiasbuckell)
The Dead Letters, Tom Piccirilli
Sun of Suns, Karl Schroeder
Farthing, Jo Walton (
papersky)
Fantasy Novel:
Dawn of Empire. Sam Barone
Sebastien, Anne Bishop
Armageddon's Children, Terry Brooks
Beguilement, Lois McMaster Bujold
His Majesty's Dragon, Naomi Novik (
naominovik)
Eyes of Crow, Jeri Smith-Ready
Wolf Who Rules, Wen Spencer (
wen_spencer)
Epic Fantasy Novel:
Kushiel's Scion, Jacqueline Carey
The Oracle's Queen, Lynn Flewelling (
otterdance)
The Privilege of the Sword, Ellen Kushner (
ellen_kushner)
Mistborn, Brandon Sanderson
Modern-Day Fantasy Novel:
Broken, Kelly Armstrong
Widdershins, Charles de Lint
A Fistful of Charms, Kim Harrison
Darkfever, Karen Marie Moning
Working for the Devil, Lilith Saintcrow (
lilithsaintcrow)
Nice company.
Today's words Word don't know: pillowy, tempeh, dripper, shoulderblade, backflips, guesser,
Darling du Jour: "Don't be silly. No one can see the future." Whatever backflips Perceval's stomach was doing, Mallory ate with unperturbed determination. "I am a very good guesser, though."
Mean Things: poor necromancer. very little chance of getting laid until after the epidemic.
Tyop du Jour: she mad a pad and sat, no loner hungry
Jury-rigging: I thought of something cool as I was falling asleep last night, but by the time I had found a pen, I had forgotten it. WOE!
There's always one more quirk in the character: Mallory grew a personality, or possibly I managed to surgically implant one. It is apparently, "I Am Not Ben Kenobi And Also I Am Using You."
Other writing-related work: I did a phone interview for a Baen's-Universe related podcast. And recorded this other podcast thingy. And the thing for Scalzi. *makes mooscles*
Books in progress: Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion; Susan Perabo, Explaining Death to the Dog
The glamour!: I did the laauuuuuuundry. And folded it, too.
I was just wondering how it was possible for any book this dark to have a narrative voice as breezy as does this one. And I realized.
My book is a Perky Goth.
I'm doomed.
It has pigtails and stompy boots and in its pocket, a razorblade. It smokes clove cigarettes and tries to look tough, and giggle during Darkwing Duck.
I love this book. It's like a high-school girlfriend.
Progress notes for 14 January 2007
dust
New Words: 763
Total Words: 22622
Words for the Year: 20435
Pages: 110
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota
22,622 / 110,000 (20.6%) |
Stimulants: none yet
Exercise: there might be gym today
Songs mutilated: I did not get to play yesterday. Alas!
Mammalian assistance: none
Mail:
All right. Because I am a soopergenius, I managed to completely mess up the Romantic Times reviewer's choice list. I didn't realize there were a bunchamo categories and whole peoples I left off the congrats.
So. Here's the REAL list:
Science Fiction Novel:
The Android's Dream, John Scalzi (
Carnival, Elizabeth Bear (
Crystal Rain, Tobias Buckell (
The Dead Letters, Tom Piccirilli
Sun of Suns, Karl Schroeder
Farthing, Jo Walton (
Fantasy Novel:
Dawn of Empire. Sam Barone
Sebastien, Anne Bishop
Armageddon's Children, Terry Brooks
Beguilement, Lois McMaster Bujold
His Majesty's Dragon, Naomi Novik (
Eyes of Crow, Jeri Smith-Ready
Wolf Who Rules, Wen Spencer (
Epic Fantasy Novel:
Kushiel's Scion, Jacqueline Carey
The Oracle's Queen, Lynn Flewelling (
The Privilege of the Sword, Ellen Kushner (
Mistborn, Brandon Sanderson
Modern-Day Fantasy Novel:
Broken, Kelly Armstrong
Widdershins, Charles de Lint
A Fistful of Charms, Kim Harrison
Darkfever, Karen Marie Moning
Working for the Devil, Lilith Saintcrow (
Nice company.
Today's words Word don't know: pillowy, tempeh, dripper, shoulderblade, backflips, guesser,
Darling du Jour: "Don't be silly. No one can see the future." Whatever backflips Perceval's stomach was doing, Mallory ate with unperturbed determination. "I am a very good guesser, though."
Mean Things: poor necromancer. very little chance of getting laid until after the epidemic.
Tyop du Jour: she mad a pad and sat, no loner hungry
Jury-rigging: I thought of something cool as I was falling asleep last night, but by the time I had found a pen, I had forgotten it. WOE!
There's always one more quirk in the character: Mallory grew a personality, or possibly I managed to surgically implant one. It is apparently, "I Am Not Ben Kenobi And Also I Am Using You."
Other writing-related work: I did a phone interview for a Baen's-Universe related podcast. And recorded this other podcast thingy. And the thing for Scalzi. *makes mooscles*
Books in progress: Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion; Susan Perabo, Explaining Death to the Dog
The glamour!: I did the laauuuuuuundry. And folded it, too.
- Location:all of that brainpower bent on whatshalliwhatshalliwhatshall
- Mood:
exanimate - Music:T. Rex - Cosmic dance

Comments
But wait! You did! You did both! Bear, that's not fair. You could at least wear rumply shirts, or something.
It's not like I iron them.
And the floor isn't swept.
BTW I have Carnival going at school in my "free" nanoseconds, so I am not very far in, but I am loffing it with the loff.
*loffs*
IM IN UR GENRE SPREADIN GURL COOTIES
There's a user icon in there somewhere... Maybe even more magnets.
Which is also why I will never be nominated for a Nebula.
I am, however, quite chuffed by Scalzi's blog post and I feel all validated and stuff. I sometimes feel like no one ever reads my reviews and it gets really frustrating (it's been especially frustrating lately, so people saying nice things about my work for RT is Very Nice Indeed).
may I suggest the stair grading method?
And I *know* that there's no hanging on my every word going on, except possibly on the part of publicists, whose job it is to scour reviews looking for good pull-quotes. :)
Yeah, you take the books and toss them down a flight of stairs, then grade them in the order in which they land. *g*
Sadly, I just moved house, so no longer have access to a staircase where I could throw things without people looking at me funny. I could put them in a row on the floor and see which one the cats picked to lounge on, though. Once I get them unpacked. I don't think I even have copies of all the books anymore. Guess I know who isn't winning! ;)
I'm doomed.
It has pigtails and stompy boots and in its pocket, a razorblade. It smokes clove cigarettes and tries to look tough, and giggle during Darkwing Duck.
I love this book. It's like a high-school girlfriend.
OMFG that is AWESOME. I want to read it, like, NOW. Perkygoffs unite!
Also, I have NEITHER a clean house nor a novel. I blame teh intra-nets.
Thanks, Bear!
*loff back*