After a few months of quiet on the short story front, I’ve just published another one. Asimov’s SF Magazine has published “The First Step.” Unlike many of my stories of late, this one’s short. It involves time travel and cranky professors and…well, you’ll see. You can download Asimov’s on a variety of sites or pick […]
Oh, my, is there a lot of mess. And I’m still finding stray bits of code that don’t belong. You’ll probably see some too. Sorry about that. But things are changing, in a way that pleases me. I figure the website redesign will take all month.
At least the RSS Feed works again, and you can subscribe to the site in a variety of ways. If you find something truly wacky, let me know. Otherwise, assume the code and assorted meaningless stuff you’re seeing will soon fade away.
Wish me luck!
I’m having a bizarre week. I’m redesigning my website, so I don’t have time to update any of the other websites I’m responsible for, including the Women in Science Fiction project. I’m continuing to read for that, though, and am having a blast, although I’m deeply overwhelmed by the amount of material.
Next week, I’m taking a Shakespeare class, partly for a project I’m working on and partly to get my mind on other things. So I’m reading three different Shakespeare plays in prep — Much Ado About Nothing, Pericles, and Antony and Cleopatra, as well as some supplemental material that I need to finish by the middle of the week.
Dean handed me his latest novel on Sunday, and he’s doing a short story per day, starting today. (Well, starting yesterday, really.) And he’s blogging about that.
And because I’m me, I’m keeping up my leisure reading Just Because. And buying too many new books, and not writing enough, and aaaaargh!
(Excuse the meltdown. Am a tad overwhelmed. Moving on…)
On the night Anna’s boyfriend tried to kill her, Anna’s badly injured cat Star disappeared. Now, half a continent away, Anna’s neighbor tells her about a white cat with unusual markings haunting the neighborhood. Do cats have ghosts? Or has Star herself somehow made her own incredible journey across the country to be with the only person she’s ever loved?
Remember my website redesign? It looked lovely, but it was already falling apart. All of that is due to some coding the person who was supposed to maintain the site did, stuff I can’t remove. He took my mobile-friendly design and made it unfriendly. And now parts are meeeeeeelting…and I can’t fix them.
So, I’m redesigning. Bear with me. It’s going to be a bumpy ride. But I think it’ll all come out okay in the end. (I hope.)
I started the major reading for the women in science fiction project I’m editing for Baen Books this month. Most of what I’m reading is stuff I should have read in the past. I’m also rereading stories that I remember from twenty years ago. Some hold up. Others don’t.
I’m stunned at what I’m finding and what’s been lost. I find it overwhelming at times. But it’s such a worthwhile project and so much fun. Some of the material here duplicates what’s on the site, because I’m enjoying what I’m reading so much.
I love Taylor Swift, and I’m not afraid to admit it. It’s not just because her song “Shake It Off” accompanied me on my daily run during those tough days earlier this year when my world got infiltrated by haters. (Swift wrote the song with Max Martin and Shellback as a response to the criticism she constantly receives.) “Shake It Off” reminded me that I’m better off writing than I am worrying about people who aren’t worth my time.
When tragedy took everything from Violet, she left home and never looked back. Until now. Her mother’s funeral.
Violet hopes she can settle her mother’s affairs and quietly return to the life she built after that day. Until she sees him. Skeeter Johnson. The boy who shot her in the face.
In a moment, her past returns to haunt her. A past she thought she left behind. A past, she comes to discover, full of her mother’s secrets.
I am really excited to announce that the first book in my Interim Fates series is now available for preorder. I have always had a special place in my heart for the Interim Fates, teenage girls who got in over their heads when their father (Zeus) put them in charge of all magic. And, when […]
It has taken the latest Kindle Unlimited Apocalypse (KUpocalypse 2? KUpocalypse Part Deux? KUpocalypse XXL?) to help me understand my visceral reaction to all of those writers who game the system. First, let me explain the reaction. It ain’t pretty. It comes from decades of watching young (meaning newer) writers try to game whatever system […]