January 11th, 2007

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We are horrible to more fictional people before nine AM than most people are all day.

All right, all right, I'm up, I'm up. And the tea is made, so it is time for Rien to discover that Perceval has a bad fever and won't wake up.

By the way, when I said that dust was nothing by fast-paced fluff, apparently I was lying. The theme showed up yesterday, wearing its little theme hat. It appears to be a book about the ways in which men mythologize women.

[madonna and whore and angel and nurturer]

Pedestals are tricky. Take a header off one, and you're likely to crack you head.

I wonder if it is also a book about the ways women mythologize men. I bet it is. [daddy and big brother and demon, anyone?]

And the ways in which we all mythologize ourselves, also.

(Sometime in late 2008, I will stumble across a review somewhere in which somebody says "In Bear's online journal, she stated that the primary theme of the book was X, and this ruined the work for me, because I kept looking for it." Damned if you do... which, come to think of it, is another one of those over-arching themes....)
writing patience

i won't get any older now that angels wanna wear my red shoes

dammit, I'm getting netcurmudgeon's cold.

Progress notes for 11 January 2007


All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.
--Shakespeare, Cymbeline 4.2

New Words:  2,191
Total Words: 18,484
Words for the Year: 16,425
Pages: 90
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota, end of scene

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18,484 / 110,000

Stimulants:  chamillo tea
Exercise: none
Songs mutilated: none yet, but I will be guitaring after lunch. The axe has migrated to a spot beside my Big Chair, to make sure I notice it and maybe sometimes pick it up and noodle a little.
Mammalian assistance: The presumptuous cat is sleeping in the sunbeam beside me, and every so often she reaches out and put her paw on my leg.
Poltergeist activity: Claude broke a glass on the drainboard last night. I heard something pop around ten last night, went into the kitchen and didn't see anything, and when I picked it up and turned it over this morning and went to grate some ginger into it to make ginger-carrot-orange juice, the edge of the grater touched the rim of the glass and it came apart in a ring. I mean, a half-inch green glass bracelet (if you don't mind a laser edge) separated from the body of the glass.

I think, given the spontaneous glass breakage in the kitchen, I must have one bitch of a temperature differential sometimes.

Still, it's the first glass Claude has broken in about nine months.


"Sounding" and "Wane" are longlisted for the BSFA short fiction award. I personally think "Sounding" is one of my best stories evar. And "Wane," you know, will be reprinted in New Amsterdam. 

Now, if you are eligible to vote, I would recommend you go vote for the Geoff Ryman story. *g*

Today's words Word don't know:  disingenuity, cosied, symbionts, starmaps, catspaw, surfacy, nanoparticles, searingly, microgravity, cocooning, spiderwebs, feathertips, sparrowhawk, undogged, slipskin, unsilence, starshine,
Darling du Jour:  Tears stung, swelled in the corners of watering eyes, broke from acceleration and smeared across her skin.
Mean Things: creepy paternalism, septicemia, epidemic, bone bruise, basilisk
Tyop du Jour: Her mind invented ours.
Jury-rigging: I made up a bunch of stuff about the behavior of blood spatter in zero G. I hope I remember to research that and fix it before it gets in print.

There's always one more quirk in the character: Rien has a nurturing side.
Other writing-related work: I finished the page proofs yesterday. You know what that means? AFTERNOON OFF!
Books in progress: Liz Williams, Snake Agent; Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion
The Internet is full of Things: via mrdankelly, Willy Wonka allusions. Ooo, so good.

Also, if you're not reading Justine Larbalestier's blog, I think you are silly.

casacorona on a Day In The Life Of An Editor

"If we don't protect freedom of speech, how will we know who the assholes are?"

The glamour!: Oh, my god, I'm hungry.

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memo to a secondary character:

To: Gavin the Mechanical Basilisk
From: Elizabeth Bear
Date: 2007 01 11
Re: You request for promotion.

Dear Mr. Basilisk

We are in receipt of your application for a promotion to point of view character for the duration of our current work in progress. Unfortunately, we feel we must deny your request, for the following reasons:

  • We already have three POV characters, and that's quite enough in a book this silly

  • We have already satisfied the AI life form affirmative action requirement for this novel

  • You are thematically null, and your contract is covered under the "cool shit" rather than the "literary merit" or "narrative imperative" portions of the budget. We cannot currently afford to pay you as POV character.

  • If you were to become a POV character, we would be required by OSHA and BPSESW (but not SFWA) character standards to provide you with a plot arc and character development opportunities. We do not currently have any in stock that would suit a snarky four-kilogram nanotech colony that thinks it's a mythical animal.

We do thank you for your interest, however, and encourage you to reapply for a later novel, your continued survival and our satisfaction with your work permitting.


the Mgmt.
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Book Report #2: Liz Williams, Snake Agent

So I usually don't take baths all that often. All that fuss and wasted water and anyway I'm too tall, and I can't always get enough of me under the water to do any good.

But anyway, I've been reading Snake Agent in the tub, and I took more baths this week than I think I ever have.

Much fun.
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