
Elena is the drawing machine!
"The Wombat is a Joy, a Triumph, a Delight, a Madness!" ~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Gene forwarded a link to a Wired magazine article where Clive Thompson actually compared genre writing positively to "literature" (i.e. stories with people a lot like you* to whom very little happens except for a small epiphany by the end of the story/novel; subgenres include stories about people who have really horrible chldhoods yet survive, or people who have really horrible divorces and/or deaths, yet survive, etc.). As Gene pointed out, too, the writer seriously undercuts any credibility he might have by ignorantly conflating fantasy and science fiction (Gene: "How many dragons are on the covers of SF books? "). But he means well:
It's not like me to miss a publication, but I have done. My story "Tangled Up in Some Sort of Cerulean Hue" appeared in volume 3 of Ephemera in December (pp 49-52). It's a mash up of not quite Dylan lyrics from Blood on the Tracks (obviously stealing its title from the first track) with Marlowe's Doctor Faustus. It's best to listen to the album first, see a production of the play, then read the story. 
"Ninja" Paul Gravett, the one man comics crossroad of Britain, has reviewed Tove Jansson Rediscovered, the collection edited by Kate McLoughlin and Malin Lidström Brock [Cambridge Scholars Publishing 2007]. Scroll down past the pillowcases to find the review.
Elena's got more of the Jane Quiet pages up at her Goth Scout pages, where she's also featuring a run on Andrew Jackson's ghost who's busy irritating the scouts. This section of our comic deals with the big monster battle, so there's lots of cool action. Elena's doing a bang up job, eh? Even as her house undergoes remodeling!
Well, I have survived the first day of classes -- that calls for a cuppa! Right up until I stepped into the first class, I was moaning and dreading it. I always forget it can be so much fun, a chance to be silly, to try to get their bored faces to light up with surprise and, sometimes, interest. Pity I had to end the day with a meeting, but there you are. Since people always ask me, I might as well tell you what I'm teaching this term:
I have another review on-line for the Journal of Folklore Research. This time it's Marina Warner's Monsters of our Own Making: The Peculiar Pleasures of Fear (formerly No Go the Boogeyman). A sumptuous little book with a lot of fun and thoughtfulness.







Here's the view (PDA snap) I had as I sipped my tea each morning of the past week before yoga, qi gong and of course, writing. I was in cabin #4 instead of #3 because someone canceled and they gave me the bigger cabin (about 12' X 16') for the same price. Very nice -- everything about Still Point is efficient and tidy. I played drums in the Welcoming House and borrowed CDs, but mostly I stayed in my cabin and relaxed and wrote. More about that later, but I finished one chapter and got through half of the next one of my latest novel; wrote 25pp of the play that will finish Unikirja, wrote the first 10 pp of a new short story as well as a few other short things. All in all a good week. I watched movies, re-read Jane Eyre and most importantly, relaxed and rediscovered some positivity.
