July 14th, 2007

criminal minds fate

the house wins. the house wins again.

Pause for a moment, oh ye of the online SFF publishing community, to ponder the resource we're creating for archivists and historians and literary critics four hundred years on.

Assuming we haven't blown up the planet or at the very least the information superstructure by then.

Now imagine the problems they're going to have finding and accessing that information so they can put it together, and sifting out the relevant bits once they have done.

Why yes, this does have something to do with Undertow. ;-) And Dust too, come to think of it.
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Feminist Sf the Blog, on Judging SFF Novels by their Covers. Or, more precisely, the colors of the people on their covers. Hmm. Of my nine books in print, as of the end of this year, seven feature major characters who are non-Caucasian. Jenny kind of got bleached (and is headless, because old broads are not sexy enough for book covers) and Michelangelo and Lesa actually look non-European, and the little of their skin you can see is an appropriate shade. Everything else either has frogs or white people on it.

truepenny on reading protocols and why Slipstream isn't actually, you know, a genre.

leahbobet on why writers read what readers say about their books on the Internets with such interest....

What a couple of us argued in return is that no, the STORY doesn't actually really exist until we know it's made contact with readers. Until someone's talking about and around and through it in some corner of wherever, adding in the reader's fifty percent. Then it's a real story, when it's reacted to.
And, from the fandom side, it looks as though Mandy Patinkin has officially left Criminal Minds, in a somewhat dramatic fashion. Boy, the Narrative Continuity Fairy has it in for Ed Bernero....

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perhaps for my children your surface will smile.

Book Report #48: Ellen Klages, The Green Glass Sea

A YA novel about growing up at Los Alamos during the Manhattan project, which is a hypersimplication beyond belief. This is a wonderful book, gently written and convincing, that manages to be about a couple of misfit girls trying to figure out themselves and each other, and about the hardness of living in the world, all at once.