Friday, November 30, 2007

November Books Bought

Yes, it's the fewest number of books I've brought into the house for months and yes, that's a good thing. All of these were bought on the cheap, so that's my justification.

BOOKS BOUGHT



Poems, Poets, Poetry: An Introduction and Anthology (2002) - Helen Vendler

I've been reading more poetry, thanks largely to the folks in my writing forum, so I've been looking for a good poetry anthology. This one looks like it might be a good fit.




Aye, and Gomorrah and Other Stories (Vintage edition, 2003) - Samuel R. Delany

Yeah, I'm still reading Delany's book on writing; thanks for asking, really. Delany refers to some of the stories from this collection in his writing volume, so there.




Selected Stories (Vintage edition, 2000) - Theodore Sturgeon

I probably have all of these stories in other volumes, but what the heck, for 20 cents, how could I say no?


That's it for book expenditures in November. Next time the stuff I actually read.

Sunday, November 25, 2007

David LoPiccolo (1979-2007)




My good friend David LoPiccolo left this world Friday night, just three days before his 28th birthday. David suffered from a rare condition - I don't know the scientific name for it, but his body produced a multitude of extra blood vessels, many of which wrapped themselves around his heart, lungs and other organs creating many problems. He went into the hospital in September and began bleeding from an aneurysm in his neck. David bled profusely, requiring 80 units of blood. The bleeding was contained, then started again, contained, started, contained. According to David's brother (and our assistant pastor) Brian, "David's tired body just simply and suddenly stopped."

David was from Long Island, but had lived in Maryland, attending our church for the past few years. I'd met him at a couple of church events, but never really got to know him until one day after church I was talking to someone about the book Blue Like Jazz. David started asking me some questions about it and I said, "Look, I've got an extra copy. Why don't I bring it next week?"

I brought it and David loved it. David and I started talking about other books, music and movies we both liked. (We discovered we were both die-hard fans of the movie The Blues Brothers. David could quote the whole thing!) David rode up with me to a youth leadership retreat a few months back, which is where we really got to know each other, spending even more time talking movies, music, books and Christianity.

I remember how amazed I was that David was so aware of his medical condition, yet seemed to be completely at peace with it and his faith. And he was excited to be a part of the youth leadership at church for the upcoming year. I even asked him if he'd like to join me in leading the youth Writing Forum. He said he'd love to.

At the retreat, several pocket New Testaments were available for anyone who wanted one. I didn't take one, but lots of people did. On the way home, David and three other people with their luggage crammed into my Toyota. (David played a Radiohead CD I hadn't heard - Amnesiac- all the way home.) When we got back to the church and everyone had unloaded their stuff, I told David we should get together sometime soon. He said he'd like that, but he had to go back to New York in a couple of weeks to see his doctor, the country's leading specialist on his condition.

When I got home, I noticed someone had left a pocket New Testament in my car. The next Sunday, I checked with the other three people I'd given a ride to, but they all said the Testament wasn't theirs. Then I found David. As soon as I showed him the pocket Testament, his eyes widened and a smile filled his face. "Hey, you found it! Thanks, man. I might need that."

I never saw him again. David loaned me the Radiohead CD that same day and it's been in my office CD player ever since. I'm listening to it right now. Looking at David's Facebook page, I see we had even more in common than I'd originally thought. This was a friendship I was so looking forward to, one that I could see growing into a lifelong friendship. But God had other plans for David.

I miss him terribly.

I want to close with the email that David's brother Brian sent to several people in the church. Rest in God, David.

Dear All,

Late last evening, 11/23/07, my brother David's earthly life came to an end. It happened quickly, peacefully, without warning after my family and relatives all stepped out of his room for a bit. He passed from this earthly dream into reality. He now lives with his Savior and with those who have gone before us.

After a difficult day, David's tired body just simply and suddenly stopped. God spared him from the painful and messy death he feared. God also spared us from the grief of watching his body suddenly crash. Many nurses and doctors worked terribly to revive him. They grew to admire and truly love David. It is better for David to be with Christ, beyond the suffering and fear of his recent trials.

He stood the test. James, the Lord's brother once wrote, "Blessed is he who perseveres under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life which God has promised to those who love him." Receive your crown, brother. You remained faithful to your God, to your words, and to all of us.

By the way, I know many different people will read this. Perhaps some of you think my spiritual tone and optimistic manner is, well, a bit fake. Well, God bless you. I am as real as it gets. Sorrow and joy can co-exist. True reality is full of them both. The unbearable pain is accompanied with real hope and honest gratitude.

Details will come regarding funeral and memorial times, places, etc. Stay tuned for that. I hope many of you will come to mourn David's death and celebrate his new life.

You have prayed so faithfully with us and for David. I will never forget it. Please pray as you wish now. No more prayers for Dave. He's more than fine now. Pray for us.

With love and unending gratitude,

Brian, DAVID LoPICCOLO's proud brother


(Photo - David LoPiccolo and his niece Sara)

Sunday, November 18, 2007

A Brief Intermission

Signing off for a few days. Everyone have a great Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Decisions, Decisions...

Last night I was hanging out with my friend Paul (among others), an avid movie buff. After even a few seconds of conversation with Paul, I always come away with a bad case of movie fever. What's really sad is that I haven't been to a movie in the theatres since Sicko in July!

Since I don't have to work tomorrow, and since Cindy's out of town, I have the perfect opportunity to see something. Usually the theatres present me with no choices. Now there's too many. Competing for my time and money are:

Beowulf

American Gangster

No Country for Old Men

Before the Devil Knows You're Dead

I'm leaning toward No Country for Old Men, but I can be swayed. So what do you recommend?

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Writing Forum, Two Reads

The writing forum I'm leading with several of the youth at church continues to go well. I look forward to the group every week, but was a little concerned that some of last week's exercises were a bit tough. From the looks on a few of their faces, I wondered if we'd bitten off more than we could chew, but I think (and hope) they were challenged enough to see what they're capable of writing. They're really doing a great job.

As with everything I've ever taught, I often learn as much (usually more) from the participants than they learn from me. It's good to constantly evaluate the tools, methods and approaches you use and how effective they are. And the exercises often challenge me, showing me weaknesses in my own writing that I tend to ignore.

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I don't know how the new movie version of Richard Matheson's I Am Legend will turn out, but you can always read the book. Originally marketed as a sf novel (written in 1954 but set in 1976), I Am Legend has truly earned its classic horror status. Matheson is one of those rare writers who is not only smart, not only knows how to keep the pages turning, not only writes well (imagine that), but who stands the test of time. It's stunning that this novel was written half a century ago. Check it out before you see the movie. Highly recommended.

And while we're talking about horror, welcome to the most horrific William Faulkner work I've read, Sanctuary. This amazingly brutal novel first appeared in 1931 when apparently Faulkner "needed the money" and wrote his own version of Mississippi pulp-noir.
Filled with bootleg liquor, rape, murder, sex, prostitution and violence of all kinds, Sanctuary was Faulkner's biggest-selling novel during his lifetime. Faulkner himself even said that he "invented the most horrific tale I could imagine." I can attest to the fact that his imagination was quite active. Recommended.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Altmann's Tongue - Brian Evenson



Altmann's Tongue: Stories and a Novella (2002) – Brian Evenson

It took me a long time to finish this collection, probably around five months. I just couldn't read more than a story or two at any one sitting. Evenson's work is filled with seemingly senseless violence and brutality, leaving you (or at least me) with feelings of deep depression. Yet I can't deny the power of his writing. Still, I could only handle small doses.

Many of the stories are "flash fiction" of only a page or two, yet there's much of the gruesome packed into a few hundred words. In the book's introduction, Alphonso Lingis remarks that "Eighteen of the twenty-six stories of this book are stories of killing people. Another is about killing cats. The dogs that show up get killed. The readers' eyes are kept on the killer, not the victim whose life is often not evoked at all, already passed away."

Not exactly stories for The Family Hour.

There seem to be no moral lessons in the stories, certainly no remose on the part of the killers. The killings don't seem to be acts of overwhelming emotion - lust, anger, revenge. But neither do they seem to be killing for killing's sake. It's just a part of who these characters are.

If you can read the three-page "Eye" on a full stomach, my hat's off to you. In fact, the most revolting stories tend to be the shortest. Yet the longer story "The Munich Window: A Persecution" and the novella "The Sanza Affair" are absolutely riveting. The novella, for all practical purposes, is a police report, at least for the first several sections. Part mystery, part police procedural, the work is filled with unreliable narrators, suspense and depth. "The Sanza Affair" alone is worth the price of admission.

Also worth the cover price is Evenson's afterword, which chronicles his connections with the Mormon church, his teaching position at BYU, and his subsequent self-excommunication from both.

From the Afterword:

Altmann's Tongue is meant to be a challenging book, is postulated as a challenge to the reader. The stories in it are meant to function beyond their initial reading, in the way readers choose over time to process the reading experience and supply their own moral response to the absence of response within the text proper. A sort of virus, as it were.

That's some virus. Is it a virus I'll expose myself to again? Maybe. I'll definitely re-read "The Sanza Affair" and "The Munich Window." As for the others? I might need immunization.

Friday, November 09, 2007

Conversations over Coffee

I love to write in coffee shops. I've both done some of my best work and tanked miserably in such places. Yesterday, I eeked out one good paragraph before the muse decided to leave me, possibly in favor of the pastry counter.

But while I sat there in back of the coffee shop, I eavesdropped on two separate conversations. In Conversation "A" a twenty-something guy was talking to a twenty-something woman about creatures from the Book of Revelation. In Conversation "B" two women in their mid-40's began by talking (apparently) about work. Both conversations strayed at times and, since they were going on simulaneously within a few feet of each other, I missed several words here and there. What follows is as closely as I could put it down.

A: If you do your part, you've saved your soul.

B: Part of my job is to sometimes say things people don't want to hear.

A: You don't get any second chances.

B: They just need to continue the process.

A: Satan has a lot of power.

B: I'll be doing this for another twenty years.

A: It's possible that what he's saying is impossible to describe.

B: He was very well liked in school.

A: When they see a vision, they try to write it down in terms we can understand.

B: No matter where we go, somebody finds out.

A: My guess is when he sees these creatures, that's the best way he can express it.

B: I'm coming at this from a different perspective.

A: This is much more realistic. He can make himself phase out, to cause his body to synchronize ___________. There's space between molecules, so there's a phasing out and a phasing in.

B: I feel very strangely that this isn't neurologically based.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

Way to Go, Al!

A big congratulations goes out to my friend and fellow Clarion 2004 bud Al Bogdan. Al won 2nd place in the 3rd Quarter of the Writers of the Future Contest! Way to go, Al!

Monday, November 05, 2007

October Books Read

Okay, so October wasn't such a great month for reading, at least in terms of quantity. Maybe it was all that Halloween candy...

Anyway, here's the list for October:

BOOKS READ

Hard Times (1854) - Charles Dickens

Although Dickens' shortest novel, Hard Times seemed much longer than it actually is. Largely a Victorian social satire, Dickens manages to mix in some true bleakness (and a little mystery) with the humor. Maybe this was a book I would have enjoyed reading more than listening to the audiobook. Certainly not my favorite Dickens novel, but still recommended.

One for Sorrow (2007) - Christopher Barzak

Barzak's first novel hits all the right notes until the very end, which I thought was wrapped up a little too neatly. Still, Barzak understands the teenage mind and knows how to add some freshness to the "teenage ghost" sub-genre.

Step Across This Line: Collected Nonfiction 1992-2002 (NF 2002) - Salman Rushdie

I was hoping that most of Rushdie's essays would focus on literature and writing (and to a large degree, they do), but I found that I even enjoyed the long essay on soccer, which I know very little about. Rushdie focuses somewhat on the publicity he received from writing The Satanic Verses, but wisely (and probably more interestingly) examines the underlying differences in culture that cause us to look at literature with different viewpoints and worldviews. Rushdie's account of his return trip to his homeland of India is heartfelt but certainly not over-emotionalized. And don't miss his essay on the film version of The Wizard of Oz.

The Museum of Dr. Moses: Tales of Mystery and Suspense (2007) - Joyce Carol Oates

Other than the excellent title story (which closes the book), this collection just didn't do it for me.

The Resurrection Man's Legacy and Other Stories (2003) - Dale Bailey

It's a real head-scratcher to me why Dale Bailey's name isn't mentioned more in conversations about superb short story writers. Not a one of these stories disappointed in any way. Bailey - like Bradbury - has a strong sense of nostalgia and family, yet none of these stories contain even a hint of sentimentality. His characterization, description, setting, tone, voice - they're all top-notch. Highly recommended.

Best American Fantasy (2007) Jeff VanderMeer, Ann VanderMeer, editors

For those of us who tend to get the majority of our short fiction from genre magazines and webzines, the VanderMeers show us some of the treasures we've been missing. True, some of these stories do come from genre publications, but many of them appeared in literary venues that - let's face it - most of us probably don't regularly peruse. Some wonderful stuff from Kevin Brockmeier, Tony D'Souza, Maile Chapman, Kelly Link, and many others. And I can't think of any story I read this year that moved me as much as Chris Adrian's "A Better Angel."

The Other Side of Dark (YA 1986) – Joan Lowrey Nixon

One of the students in my writing forum recommended this YA book to me. Although some of the stuff in it is a bit dated, Nixon comes up with an intriguing situation (a 17-year-old girl who has been comatose for four years after suffering a violent attack) with some pretty good suspense.

The Arrival (Graphic Novel 2007) - Shaun Tan

Although I can't officially place this one on my "Books Read" list, since it contains no actual text, I highly recommend you purchase a copy of this outstanding work. Nothing I can tell you about it will do it justice, but you can trust me on this one. Really.

Go read something.

Friday, November 02, 2007

October Books Bought

BOOKS BOUGHT



American Movie Critics: From the Silents Until Now (NF 2006) - Philip Lopate

I saw this title on the Library of America website (always a dangerous place to hang out) and couldn't resist the half-price sale. At 825 pages, there's plenty here to keep me busy for awhile.




Hurt: Inside the World of Today's Teenagers (NF 2004) - Chap Clark







Youth Culture 101 (NF 2007) - Walt Mueller


I bought Hurt and Youth Culture 101 at a youth culture conference a few weeks back. Both books were recommended to me by my friend Trip and I figured both would help me get reacquainted with what I've missed not teaching teenagers for the past seven years. (So far, both are excellent resources.)





The Winds of Marble Arch and Other Stories (2007) - Connie Willis


An enormous book collecting many (but not all) of Willis's stories. I couldn't pass it up.





Generation Loss (2007) - Elizabeth Hand

I've been very impressed with Hand's short fiction, so when I saw this SIGNED copy at Capclave, it was a no-brainer.





The Arrival (2007*) - Shaun Tan


You may find this in the children's section or maybe with the graphic novels. It's actually a wordless graphic novel in hardcover. It's also one of the most imaginative, stunningly beautiful books I've run across this year. Don't miss it. (I was fortunate enough to find a signed copy.)





The Best American Short Stories 2007 - Stephen King, editor

I imagine (and hope) that many people will pick up this book just because Stephen King's name's on it. (That's not why I picked it up; I like the series.) They'll probably be exposed to some great stories they wouldn't have contacted otherwise. There's been a lot of discussion lately about the state of the short story, but I'm ready to put all of that aside and just read the stories.


The New Bread Loaf Anthology of Contemporary American Poetry (1999) - Michael Collier, Stanley Plumly, eds.

I could've sworn there's a yearly poetry book in the Best American series (mentioned above), but apparently there's not. One of the students in my writing forum wants to take a look at more poetry (plus I need to read more of it), so I thought this might be a good volume to read.





War and Peace (1865-69/2007) - Leo Tolstoy, translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky


I really wasn't going to buy this, not in hardcover. But I found it at Daedalus for 30% off AND it was signed! (By the translators, not Tolstoy. That would be...well, a little hard to pull off.)


That's it for how I spent my money in October. Next time what I actually read.


* I think the original Australian edition came out in 2006.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Circulation (Library, not Blood)

Started my library training yesterday, spending most of the morning talking about circulation. But the most dangerous information that I learned yesterday: Library employees can purchase books at a discount.

Man....I'm sunk.

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Speaking of purchasing, it's already very close to the end of October, so I'll be listing my Books Purchased and Books Read in the next day or two. Some good stuff on both sides. If you haven't read Best American Fantasy (Jeff VanderMeer, Ann VanderMeer, eds.), pick up a copy soon. Some real home runs in there.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Getting Ready for Tomorrow

Not much going on today, although I did finish Dale Bailey's 2003 collection The Resurrection Man's Legacy, which is excellent.

My new job with the Anne Arundel County Public Library system begins tomorrow! Wish me luck.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Halloween Plans?

Made your Halloween plans yet? How about your pre-Halloween plans, something to help get you in the spirit of things?




Right now I'm listening to Richard Matheson's horror classic I Am Legend. You just can't go wrong with this one.

In stores now is Norman Partridge's excellent short novel Dark Harvest - highly recommended.

Some other good recent scares:

The Keeper - Sarah Langan
A Good and Happy Child - Justin Evans
The Imago Sequence - Laird Barron

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Other than the outstanding Val Lewton collection, I own very few horror films on DVD. But I do plan to watch two that I own:



1963's The Haunting, based on Shirley Jackson's superb novel The Haunting of Hill House. (Avoid at all costs the dreadful 1999 remake starring Catherine Zeta-Jones.)



No less haunting (and possibly more disturbing) is 1961's The Innocents (based on the classic Henry James story "The Turn of the Screw"), featuring a standout performance by Deborah Kerr.

Yes, both films are 40+ years old, both are in glorious black-and-white, and both are well worth your time. Have a happy, safe Halloween.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Writing Forum, Story Progress

The writing forum for the youth at my church is off to a good start. For the past two weeks we've had some really good stuff happening with these writers. The forum is largely based on the adult workshops I've led with DC Writers Way for the past few years. The main purpose of both the workshop and the forum is to get writers to tap into their creativity through "free-writes," allowing them to write without self-editing during a series of exercises. While they might sometimes think of this as "off-the-cuff" writing, I think they're discovering that they have some pretty good ideas inside them waiting to be let loose. I'm really enjoying it and hope they are as well.

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Most of my "free" time this past week has been devoted to writing and not so much reading. In fact my "Books Read" for October is probably going to be painfully low, but the writing has really taken on a new direction. I remember a couple of years ago being able to write and not realize that two hours had gone by. That's happening more and more, plus things are starting to open up more in the revision process.

Is it still work? You bet. Hard work. But I love it.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Discovering (or Re-Discovering) Dale Bailey




Here's a name you don't hear enough, but should: Dale Bailey.

I read the title story of Bailey's 2003 collection The Resurrection Man's Legacy and thought it was superb. For some reason (probably because I tend to read four or five books at once), I didn't finish the collection. That was a bonehead move on my part.

This morning I read the collection's second story, "Death and Suffrage," which won the 2003 International Horror Guild Award. As I go back and look over the story again, I'm staggered by how the story could have gone wrong in so many ways in lesser hands. The story chronicles the countdown to a Presidential election, narrated by Rob, a leading staff member for one of the candidates. Just when Rob thinks his emotional outburst on a national political TV show has blown his candidate's chances, something weird happens: the dead emerge from their graves and want nothing more than to vote.

Again, in lesser hands this would either have turned into political satire or an absolute fiasco. Bailey even says in the story notes that "Death and Suffrage" was originally intended to be short and light, but what he delivers is dark, effective and incredibly moving. Again, from his notes, Bailey states:

As I wrote, I came to see that it was really about Rob's emotional journey - his growing understanding of the value of human relationships and the way that understanding forces him to re-evaluate his views of the political process.

The story was adapted into Homecoming, part of Showtime's Masters of Horror series. From what I've read of it, Homecoming is a political satire, and not nearly as effective as Bailey's short story.

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As for my own writing, I added 800 words to my latest story this morning. Right now it's moving in the right direction. Let's hope I have enough gas in the tank.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

A Different Approach

I started a new short story yesterday and was fairly pleased with the first 300 or so words I put down. I know generally what the story's about and have a good early feel for the character. But this morning, just for fun, I decided to test the old adage "Don't say the first thing that comes to mind; say the second." In this case, we're talking about the second idea.

Actually it turned out to be the same character in a different setting rather than a completely different idea. In the first story my character is on the job working when he finds himself in an uncomfortable situation. In the second, my character is fulfilling a non-work related obligation (but his work definitely comes through clearly) when encountering the uncomfortable situation. But I found the character's fears were greatly escalated in the new setting. What I want to do is discover what's at the core of this character's fear in both settings, the thing that scares him most. And which setting/situation will best bring that out.

I also discovered that my main character is drastically different in the second situation. He's more confident (to a certain point), more self-centered, more haughty, yet more vulnerable. He's more interesting than the character in the first situation, but he's also (at least it seems that way right now) more prone to falling into stereotype. I'm not sure what it is about the different setting that's brought about this change in character, but I certainly didn't expect such drastic results. Interesting.

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A little help, please? Look over to the left at the "Now Reading" etc. section. Why does the word "The" cling to the top of the pictures and not the rest of the text? This is driving me crazy.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

More from Capclave and Christopher Barzak's One for Sorrow

Here's a much fuller Capclave report from one of the Guests of Honor, Jeffrey Ford. It's always a pleasure to see Jeff.

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Christopher Barzak's One for Sorrow is a touching, wonderfully written coming-of-age story that's full of depth, honesty and weirdness. Boy Scout Jamie Marks is killed before he and Adam McCormick can truly become friends, but Jamie's ghost seems willing to continue the friendship anyway. It's a friendship that weaves in and out of Adam's troubled life as an outsider, not only at school, but also in his own family.

One for Sorrow impressed me more than most novels with teenage protagonists. The Lovely Bones this is not. Not only does Barzak capture the angst and emotional roller-coaster that is the teenage life, but he also defies conventions. I seldom knew where Barzak was going with the story, but even when I did, he threw in something unexpected. It's not trickery, just the author's ability to shatter what we've normally come to expect from fiction dealing with teenagers. (And although we are dealing with teenagers, there's probably too much sex for the novel to be thought of as YA.) Some excellent writing here from a writer to keep your eye on.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Capclave Report

I ended up not spending too much time (or, thankfully, money) at Capclave this weekend. Although I had a great time seeing my Clarion instructors Jeff Ford, Andy Duncan, and several other people, there wasn't much going on Friday night other than Guests of Honor Ford and Ellen Datlow interviewing each other, which was lots of fun. (And anytime you can hear Andy Duncan telling stories, it's always worth the price of admission.)

Thanks to a ton of traffic on the Beltway, I completely missed Saturday morning's first panel Is There Room in an SF Universe for God? as well as the first half of So You Want to Put Together an Anthology?, which I don't really want to do, but would like to know how they're put together.

So I visited the Dealer Room. I was good, buying only one book, Elizabeth Hand's Generation Loss, which easily passed the First Page Test and was a signed copy for no extra cost. The Dealer Room was much smaller than last year, creating the potential for many introductions and apologies, but all was well.

John and I had a pretty good lunch at On the Border, then went to the Defining Jeffrey Ford panel, which was as entertaining as you can imagine. We hung around a little longer, but both Lera and Cindy had a concert that evening and John and I decided we should probably spend a little time with our wives.

Even though I didn't attend that much of it this year, Capclave is a small but good con that's worth your consideration. This year's location, the Rockville Hilton, will also host next year's con, October 17-19, 2008 with Writer GoH James Morrow and Critic GoH Michael Dirda of the Washington Post.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Where Your Pain Lives, Genius Also Lives

I heard someone say that recently and started knocking it around in my head (not that I think genius lives in my head, mind you). I started thinking about guys like Mozart, Picasso, Da Vinci, wondering how much of their genius was a result of pain. Since I've never read a biography of any of them, I don't know.

But I did start to examine the pain of one of my current story characters. This guy is a professional criminal, a perfectionist who has made a wreck of his personal life in several ways, but only one that directly impacts the story. I spent about an hour this morning trying to get inside this guy's head, specifically inside his pain. It wasn't easy. It wasn't pretty. But I found out things about my character I didn't know before. Now as I watch him move through the story, I know more about what he's thinking, more about what drives him, what terrifies him.

Is some of his pain some of my own pain? Yes. Am I writing about myself? In a way. I think we all do, whether something painful actually happened to us or whether we lived that pain vicariously or dreamed it. There's something pure and honest in pain and while it can bring up some nasty memories, it also has the potential to bring out lots of good.

But genius?

We'll see. Right now I'll just settle for a good story.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Prizes, Awards and Just Showing Up

Doris Lessing has just won the Nobel Prize for literature. The only Lessing work I've read is Briefing for a Descent into Hell, which is cited in David Pringle's Modern Fantasy: The Hundred Best Novels.

I'm sure this prize will cause Lessing's stock to rise and her readership to expand, at least while she's in the news. I should probably re-read Briefing or seek out some of her other works. It'll be interesting to see how many of her works are reissued in light of the award.

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Speaking of awards, do they have any influence at all over what you read? I suppose it all depends on the award. I probably wouldn't read the Winner of the 2007 Stinko Award, but then again, I might not read the Booker Prize winner if it didn't appeal to me. I remember talking to someone at a World Fantasy Con who said, "Don't read the novel that wins. Read the nominated ones that didn't win." It probably wouldn't be a bad idea to read 'em all, but (unless you're Harriet Klausner) who has time? And if most book awards are like the Oscars, not only does the "best" one rarely win, the really good ones sometimes aren't even nominated. Just go with your gut feeling. Usually reading the opening paragraph (or page) tells me everything I need to know.

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Samuel Delany has been showing me (through his book, not personally) what's wrong with my writing. For that, I'm thankful. And yes, learning can be painful. But things are progressing, albeit slowly. I only have three stories in the pipeline right now, and it'll be awhile before number four is ready, but that's okay. Slow progress is better than none at all.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

To Con or Not to Con?

For the first time since 2004, I won't be attending the World Fantasy Convention next month. Money is one reason, but there are others, which I'll cover in just a moment. Instead, I plan to attend nearby Capclave, as I did last year. Although certainly not comparable in scope with WFC, Capclave is overall a pretty good con. Plus it's close. And cheap.

I'm not sure how I feel about the big cons. WFC is the only one I've attended, but I've attended three times. The first time I was coming off Clarion in Tempe in 2004. (It worked out well since I was also able to visit family in Phoenix.) It was a great con, but even in the company of several of my Clarion buddies, I didn't quite feel right. Several of my instructors were there, introducing me to editors and other writers, some of whom seemed to be thinking anyone who'd just come out of Clarion should have at least a novel or part of a collection sitting around ready to be published. To be fair, they probably didn't think that at all, but just the opposite. But the mind can do funny things, right?

When I think about it, sf/fantasy cons are a lot like those conventions I went to as a band director. You'll find people there who don't care who you are, where you're from, what ratings you got at festival the year before - they'll be glad to engage in friendly conversation, maybe even over a drink or two. And you'll also find people who won't even acknowledge that you share the same planet until you've made your first superior ratings, and even when you do, there's no guarantee that any acknowledgment is forthcoming.

I've experienced some of both at cons. Don't get me wrong, I've had a great time at every con I've attended. But part of me thinks I probably shouldn't attend another "big" con for awhile. Should I wait until I have something published in a prominent, established market? Or until I have a novel published? Would it matter? Should I just think, screw 'em and go anyway?

Several times I've also been faced with the "Writer or Fan?" dilemma. Yes, I'm a writer, I'm even a published writer, but published in small markets you've probably never heard of. Yes, I'm a fan and there's a definite element of excitement in meeting a writer whose work you've enjoyed. So are you writer or fan? Both?

Right now I'm at a point as a writer where I'm trying to work out a lot of fundamental issues in my writing. Sometimes I think I've got to improve as a reader before I can improve as a writer. Sometimes I don't think I know the difference between a noun and a verb. At times like this, I think it's probably not a good idea to be hanging out with the big guns. But maybe on the other hand, that's exactly where I should be. I don't know.

But for now, the best (and most economical) thing for me to do is read and write like a madman. And spend a few hours at Capclave and just have a good time. The last time I checked, the nametags don't say "Writer" or "Fan."

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Sometimes It Just Works





Christopher Barzak makes it look easy. (And of course we all know that it's not.)

Barzak's debut novel One For Sorrow begins with the protagonist Adam McCormick remembering this kid he knew in high school, Jamie Marks. We get five paragraphs about who Adam is, who Jamie is, and then we're hit with the following:

I suppose I should probably say a word or two about my mother and the rest of my family.

There it is: Backstory. Immediate blow-the-whistle, put-on-the-brakes, stop everything Backstory.

For two solid pages.

But it works. And I can't figure out why. I've been sitting here trying to come up with any other way Barzak could have told the same story, but I can't. It's backstory and it works.

I guess Barzak understands that what he's done in those first five paragraphs is strong enough for a two-page diversion. What he puts in that two-page diversion is good stuff, essential stuff. Again, I don't know how it works, but it does.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to read the rest of the book.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Friday, October 05, 2007

Characters

Do you see Samuel Delany's About Writing hanging out on the left side of my blog under Now Reading - Non-Fiction? Well, you're probably going to see it there for quite some time. When I'm finished, I plan to read it again, maybe even immediately.

There's a wealth of information here on serious writing: essays, letters and interviews covering Delany's entire teaching (and writing) career. I went back this afternoon and re-read his essay on Characters.

Says Delany: "Ideally, all the plot information should contribute to the realization of the characters. All the character information should move the plot..."

I think I gave lip service to that early on, at least on some level, but never really understood it until I looked at some of my stories to try to figure out what wasn't working. My character information didn't move the plot; the characters got plugged into the plot, creating...well, crap.

Delany goes on: "A character in a novel of mine...observed that there were three types of actions: purposeful, habitual, and gratuitous. If the writer can show a character involved in a number of all three types of actions, the character will probably seem more real."

I realized that in the stories I've written that don't work for some reason or another, I haven't exposed my characters to such situations. And - no surprise - when a story has worked, those elements are present. Delany also says (and this runs contrary to what a lot of books on writing will tell you) that it's more important for the writer to really see the characters than to understand them. "The reader, however, does need to understand them; if the reader figures them out for herself, the writer has 'created' all that more vivid a character than if the writer explained them away. The writer must see and put down those things that allow (not make: you can't make the reader do anything - not even open the book) the reader to understand."

Like I said, this book will be within easy reach for quite awhile.

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

New Gig

I found out this morning that I got the job I interviewed for last week with the Anne Arundel County Public Library system! I'll be working on rotation at the Information Desks at the five branches in the western part of the county. Training starts later this month. Now I can say things like "May I recommend the new Jeffrey Ford/Kelly Link/Jeff VanderMeer book?"

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

September Books Read

BOOKS READ

The Merchant and the Alchemist's Gate (2007) - Ted Chiang

Okay, I know it's only 83 pages, but it's still technically a book and a good one.

Leadership (NF 2002) - Rudolph Giuliani

I doubt I'd ever vote for the guy, but I admire how he gets things done.

The Imago Sequence and Other Stories - (2007) - Laird Barron

An amazing collection, possibly the best of the year. Absolutely top-notch writing.

The Sun Also Rises (1926) - Ernest Hemingway

Hands down my favorite Hemingway characters. The Great Gatsby may be considered the Greatest Novel of the 1920s (and it is great), but give me this one any day.

Parable of the Sower (1993) - Octavia E. Butler

So maybe the main character Lauren is a little unbelievable for a teenager, but this one's still a great read. Pay attention, Oprah!

Aegypt (The Solitudes) (1987) - John Crowley

A real mind-blower, but worth the work.

Speak (YA 1999) - Laurie Halse Anderson

I saw the movie several days before I read the book. Both are powerful, both are recommended.

Sex God: Exploring the Endless Connections Between Sexuality And Spirituality (NF 2007) - Rob Bell

Always controversial, but you can't deny Bell's always interesting.

Reassuring Tales (2006) - T.E.D. Klein

I wanted to like this collection, but I'm afraid only three of the stories really worked for me.

Butchers Hill (1998) - Laura Lippman

A good Tess Monaghan novel, but not the home run Lippman usually hits.

The Servants (2007) - Michael Marshall Smith

A subtle, quiet little novel that could almost fall into the YA category. Good stuff.

That's it for September. Go read something.

Monday, October 01, 2007

September Books Bought

Well, thanks largely to Jeff and Ann VanderMeer's Massive Book Sale, these numbers will be wildly inflated. Of course it's not like Jeff put a gun to my head or anything. Plus he's still got a few books left...

BOOKS BOUGHT




Graveyard People: The Collected Cedar Hill Stories Vol. I - Gary A. Braunbeck

I'd heard a lot about Braunbeck and decided this would be a good place to start.





Reassuring Tales - T.E.D. Klein

Same as the Braunbeck.





Dark Harvest - Norman Partridge

Recommended by both Joe and Kelly.






Best American Fantasy - Jeff VanderMeer, Ann VanderMeer, eds.

C'mon, who hasn't been looking forward to this one?





Philip K. Dick - Four Novels of the 1960s

You have to ask?






The Essential Pritchett: Selected Writings of V.S. Pritchett

Pritchett's name keeps coming up in discussions of excellent writing. Thought this might be a good place to start.





Sex God: Exploring the Endless Connections Between Sexuality And Spirituality - Rob Bell

The latest from the author of Velvet Elvis.





Deep Ministry in a Shallow World: Not- So- Secret Findings about Youth Ministry - Chap Clark, Kara Powell

Recommended by my friend Trip.





Revising Fiction: A Handbook for Writers - David Madden

Recommended by Jeff VanderMeer (I believe), but I didn't buy it from him.

The rest of these DID come from the VanderMeer Massive Book Sale. (Sorry, I'm tired of uploading images.)

Territory - Emma Bull

Poor Things - Alasdair Gray

About Writing - Samuel R. Delany

Ernest Hemingway on Writing - Larry Phillips, ed.

The Five Gates of Hell - Rupert Thomson

The Iguana - Anna Maria Ortese

The Verificationist - Donald Antrim

Thirteen Ways to Water and Other Stories - Bruce Holland Rogers (signed)

Guided Tours of Hell: Novellas - Francine Prose

That's it! No more books! Man, what was I thinking...

The Bob Dylan Report

A few weeks ago, Cindy and I had the following conversation:

Cindy: "Is Dylan going to sing a lot of his old stuff at the concert? The acoustic songs? That's the Dylan I like."

Me (shaking head): "That guy's not gonna show up. Even if he does some of his old stuff, it won't sound the same."

Cindy: "But...that's what I like!"

Me: "Would you want to sing 'The Times, They Are A-Changin'' the same way for 40 years?"

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Dylan took the stage Friday night, opening with "Rainy Day Women #12 & 35," which wasn't too surprising. He also continued his habit of singing in a style I call "Delayed, non-sustained catch-up." Lots of performers do this, but none more than Bob. It works on just about any song: you wait until a few beats after the vocal should begin and run the words together in a mad dash, obliterating any possibility of sustained notes (or for that matter, melodic content).

I'm used to this from live Dylan, so it was no surprise. But what did surprise me was Dylan's voice sounding like a foghorn trapped inside a tuba. It was really awful. (Yes, more than usual.) I wondered if he was sick or was about to be sick onstage, expecting him to sing "Everybody must get stoned, starting with me."

The next few tunes didn't really improve much and I was beginning to sense Cindy's disappointment.

But Bob bounced back from whatever ailment had assaulted him with a strong "Rollin' and Tumblin'" from Modern Times, which sounded much better than the earlier tunes. It always seems Dylan is more focused on his newer songs in concert, almost like he's trying harder. Or if he's doing an older tune, he usually sings more coherently if he's fooled around with the arrangement (which he did a few times Friday night).

OLD DYLAN JOKE:

Q: What's the hardest job in the world?

A: Sign language interpreter at a Bob Dylan concert.

Dylan kept with his recent practice of playing his electric guitar on the first three numbers before relegating himself to the keyboard. Maybe he's gotten to the point where he feels more comfortable in the black suit and pale gray hat without the guitar weighing him down. (He's a pretty thin dude, after all, and at age 66 you can't afford to take too many chances. I think just showing up is commendable.)

I guess Columbia, Maryland is close enough to Washington DC for Dylan to sing "Masters of War" in a slow, mournful blues that was one of the show's highlights for me. The main highlight was Dylan's band, the best I've heard him take on the road: absolutely tight moving with incredible drive and energy, and featuring blistering soloists.

Bottom line: Cindy and I both enjoyed it. She even said she'd like to see him again. Much more to write, but since few Dylan enthusiasts are reading (Hi, Trent), I'll just close with the set list. Good to see you again, Bob. Try some hot tea with honey.

SET LIST (* = harmonica)

Rainy Day Women #12 & 35

Senor (Tales of Yankee Power)

Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues

Simple Twist of Fate*

Rollin' and Tumblin'

Workingman's Blues #2

Desolation Row

Beyond the Horizon*

Honest With Me

When the Deal Goes Down*

Highway 61

Ain't Talkin'

Summer Days

Masters of War

ENCORES

Thunder on the Mountain

Blowin' in the Wind*

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Request

Please remember my friend David LoPiccolo in your thoughts and prayers. I haven't known David all that long, but we've gotten to be friends these last few weeks, mostly through working with the youth at church. David is 28 and has a very rare medical condition - his body produces extra blood vessels which causes several problems for him. A couple of weeks ago he told me that his heart "thinks" it has to pump blood to all these new blood vessels, so it pumps very fast, about seven times faster than a normal person's heart.

That creates serious problems if he gets a cut and starts bleeding.

David lives in Maryland but has been in New York (where he's from) for the last few days for a medical visit. Yesterday David began losing a lot of blood due to an aneurism in his neck. He's been rushed to the hospital and is in surgery right now.

Please remember David and his family in your thoughts and prayers. Thanks.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Dylan, etc.




Cindy and I are counting down the hours until tonight's Bob Dylan concert at the Merriweather Post Pavillion in Columbia, MD. It'll be my sixth time to see Bob live, Cindy's first.




And as all Dylan fans know, the highly unorthodox/experimental Dylan biopic I'm Not There will be released on November 21. The film recently shared the Special Jury Prize at the Venice Film Festival with Abdellatif Kechiche's La Graine et le Mulet. Cate Blanchett also won a Best Actress award for her portrayal of Dylan. Yes, Cate Blanchett. Check out this clip.

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If for some insane reason you haven't bought the new anthology Best American Fantasy (Ann & Jeff VanderMeer, eds.), do it now, if only to read Chris Adrian's superb story "A Better Angel," one of the most powerful stories I've read this year. (But don't stop there.)

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Learning and Ignorance

I started Samuel R. Delany's About Writing yesterday and haven't been able to put it down. From the preface, Delany states, "...let me say, this is a book for serious creative writers."

You can say that again. There's no fluff here. Delany is serious about writing and he expects the same from you. Reading the book is the closest thing to Clarion that I've experienced, presenting several valuable lessons, some of them hard ones.

From the Introduction:

"To learn anything worth knowing requires that you learn as well how pathetic you were when you were ignorant of it. The knowledge of what you have lost irrevocably because you were in ignorance of it is the knowledge of the worth of what you have learned. A reason knowledge/learning in general is so unpopular with so many people is because very early we all learn there is a phenomenologically unpleasant side to it: to learn anything entails the fact that there is no way to escape learning that you were formerly ignorant, to learn that you were a fool, that you have already lost irretrievable opportunities, that you have made wrong choices, that you were silly and limited. These lessons are not pleasant."

As some of my Southern friends would say, "You ain't never lied."

Yet along with that unpleasant realization comes the new knowledge that you've taken at least one step (even if it's a baby step) forward along the road to becoming a better writer. For me, that overrides any unpleasantness that might momentarily slap me in the face.

Much more about this book later.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Did Anyone See This Coming?




Well here's something you don't see (or rather, hear) everyday. Robert Plant and Alison Krauss? Are you kidding me?

I actually heard some of their forthcoming album Raising Sand (release date October 23, 2007) on XM a few minutes ago. From the little I heard, Alison mainly sang harmony and played fiddle in a few mellow, zoned-out, slightly etherial tunes. Worth a listen.

What's next? Jimmy Page and Gretchen Wilson?

Aegypt - John Crowley



Before Aegypt, the only contact I'd had with John Crowley's work consisted of a few short stories, expertly crafted gems I've thoroughly enjoyed. His short fiction is excellent, but if Aegypt is any indication of his other novels, Crowley is a writer whose ideas are simply gigantic.

Aegypt (which is actually a four-book series, the first of which has been renamed The Solitudes) is a big novel, not so much in pages, but in ideas and implications. I'll try to explain, but the largeness of the work truly overwhelms me.

Traveling to an interview for a college teaching position, history professor Pierce Moffett gets sidetracked among the Faraway Hills of New York, stumbling across Brent Spofford, a former student he hasn't seen in years. While staying with Spofford, Moffett abandons the possibility of the teaching position in order to write a work of historical fiction, a work that weaves the lives of 16th-Century philosopher/poet Giordano Bruno, Renaissance mathematician John Dee and spirit medium Edward Kelley.

Shift to another major character, Rosie Rasmussen. Rosie and her young daughter have left Rosie's husband for greener pastures – literally: Faraway Hills. Rosie, who already knows Spofford, discovers that she's had an estate placed in her care, the estate of another Faraway Hills resident, Fellowes Kraft, whose final unfinished novel features both Bruno and Dee.

Now things get a bit challenging.

From his reading of Kraft, Pierce begins to suspect that the known history of the world is just one history of the world. Apparently all of our intellectual, cultural, scientific, philosophical and religious ideas come not from Egypt, but Aegypt, a sort of alternate world (or country). Crowley places stories inside stories inside stories, sometimes with little or no warning. You could be reading about Pierce Moffett's thoughts on the origins of gypsies, when suddenly you're in the middle of a scene involving the apprenticeship of William Shakespeare. Such scenes weave in and out of history and time, past and present, real and imaginary, often at a dizzying pace.

This is complex, sometimes confusing, but always beautiful writing. I was amazed at how Crowley handles all these different stories and centuries with such an elegant, graceful hand. I don't even pretend to understand it all (The book certainly demands another read, at least for me), and sometimes I stopped to take a few deep breaths, trying to wrap my head around parts of the novel as they developed.

But what an amazing trip. Crowley doesn't just explore ideas, he runs rampant in and out of them, showing us things, ideas, concepts we didn't know existed. Not everything is clear, but Crowley has three other books in the series for us.

One thing that is clear is the necessity of reading those remaining three books. After finishing The Solitudes, readers are faced with the inescapable fact that, as big as the novel is, there's something even bigger awaiting. And that's pretty scary. But something to look forward to.

The Solitudes will be re-released in trade paperback from Overlook on October 2, 2007. The remaining novels in the Aegypt sequence will be released as follows:

Love and Sleep - December 18, 2007

Daemonomania - TBA

Endless Things (published in hardcover from Small Beer Press in May 2007) - TBA

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Oprah Should Have Picked Octavia




A couple of weeks ago I finished Octavia E. Butler's Parable of the Sower (1993) and instantly wished this had been the Oprah's Book Club pick over Cormac McCarthy's The Road (2006). Here are a few reasons why:

Both novels are dystopias of sorts, depicting the horrors of post-apocalyptic America in McCarthy's case, rampant lawlessness in California in Butler's. Both novels are bleak, powerful, and well-written. But Parable of the Sower resonated with me much more than did The Road.

Part of this could be the style of writing employed by the writers. McCarthy's sometimes poetic, sometimes sparse, "muscular" prose is about as far away as you can get from Butler's – a very descriptive, richly detailed first-person narrative (the young protagonist Lauren Olimina's journal entries) that flows without distraction. McCarthy's word choices and savage poetic style screamed out to me, "This is a fantasy." (Ironically, The Road feels more like a parable than Parable of the Sower.) With Butler, I almost believed I was reading actual events.

It makes little difference to me, but you could legitimately call both novels science fiction. In McCarthy's case, the sf element has happened before the story ever starts. You could say the same about Butler's novel, but Lauren's hyperempathy (the ability to feel the pain and sensations of other people) runs throughout the novel from start to finish. The sustained sf element might not have been such a hit with the Oprah crowd, but it's not so In-Your-Face that anyone's going to be offended.

Maybe what bothered me was plot (or lack of it). Butler sees a world spinning out of control. McCarthy's world is already there; there's not much further down things can go, not much guesswork. Butler's Lauren realizes that the only way to survive the darkness of the human soul is to embrace change. Change becomes the basis of her new religion, Earthseed, with its mantra "God is change," a worldview that could have significant consequences for every character in the book. The father and son in The Road are simply trying to survive on their own. Of course Butler's novel with its many characters provides much more opportunity for drama, horror, conflict, decisions and consequences. You're not really sure what's going to happen, who's going to live, who's going to die. Not so many choices with McCarthy.

Maybe I just liked Parable of the Sower better. It's a great story but it's also something larger. I learned and reflected more on what it means to be human and inhuman after reading Butler's novel than McCarthy's. But to his credit, McCarthy's novel seems to show more tenderness (maybe too much at times) between its two main characters than does Butler's. Perhaps that's why Oprah picked The Road. But I wish she'd read Parable of the Sower first.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Look at the Time...

I can't believe we're already this far into September. Baseball is beginning it's wind-down, we're in Week Three of the NFL, and the weather is perfect. Lots of stuff going on this morning, but I hope to report on some books today or tomorrow, namely John Crowley's Aegypt, Octavia E. Butler's Parable of the Sower and the YA novel Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Like You Need Any Help...



I was looking up some titles this morning in my What Fantastic Fiction Do I Read Next? (2nd edition, 1999) and finally had to stop myself, remembering that the last time I opened the book, nearly three hours vanished, never to return.

This mammoth reference work is highly addictive, very well done, but also very dated. This edition came out in 1999 and covers works published from 1989 to 1998. The bulk of the book (which is considerable, weighing in at nearly 9 pounds) consists of an alphabetical listing of authors and their works published during that 10-year period. Entries include title, publisher, date, story type, major characters, time period(s), locale(s), book summary, and "Other books you might like," which may list as few as one (Brian Stableford's The Werewolves of London is matched with Daniel Easterman's Name of the Beast.) or as many as ten (Octavia Butler's Parable of the Sower). The 1989-1998 timeline does include reprints of older works and the "Other books you might like" often reaches far into the past.

Okay, okay, I know you'd like to actually see an entry, wouldn't you? You people...

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M.T. ANDERSON

Thirsty
(New York: Candlewick, 1997)

Story type: Horror (Vampire Story; Young Adult)

Major Characters(s): Chris, Teenager, Vampire; Chet, Supernatural Being; Tch'muchgar, Vampire

Locale(s): New England (alternate)

Summary: In an alternate world populated with creatures of the supernatural, Chris struggles with the growing pains that come with acceptance of his maturing vampire identity. For his first adult responsibility, Chet, a member of the Forces of Light, asks him to interfere with a ceremony that will help release a vampire lord from captivity in another world. A young adult novel.

Other books you might like:
Richie Tankersley Cusick, Vampire, 1991
Joseph Locke, Vampire Heart, 1994
Christopher Pike, The Last Vampire, 1994
L.J. Smith, Secret Vampire, 1996
L.J. Smith, Dark Reunion, 1992, Vampire Diaries, volume 4
S.P. Somtow, The Vampire's Beautiful Daughter, 1997

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The book also includes a Series Index, Time Period Index, Geographic Index, Story Type Index...you get the picture. Hey, the thing's 1954 pages...

Let's hope a new edition comes out in 2009. The second edition was quite steep when it came out ($165.00), but I bought my copy in early 2005 for $14.98, definitely worth the price.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Assorted Stuff

The only bad thing about reading the work of really good writers - like Laird Barron and John Crowley - is that it unflinchingly shows you what your writing is really like. But I guess in the long run that's a good thing. My writing lately has been slower, but more focused, and stronger. I can actually look at what I've written and say, "Hey, I don't think I could've written that a few weeks ago." I'll take that any day.

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I'll also take how the Dallas Cowboys are doing. I have a long and intense love/hate relationship with the team, going all the way back to watching the 1975 season with my good friend Mark Henderson. Yeah, they've still got T.O. (at least he's doing something so far this year) and Jerry Jones, but they're 2-0 and both Philadelphia and the New York Gnats (mispelling intended) are 0-2.

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My mom's celebrating her 78th birthday today, so Cindy and I are going to take her out today, have some cake and hang out. Look for some book talk tomorrow.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Dark Harvest - Norman Partridge








A Midwestern town. You know its name. You were born there.

Partridge opens Dark Harvest with these words, addressing readers as if we've actually lived through this night of horror.

Maybe we have.

In this unnamed town, all teenage boys are kept locked up in their homes without food for five days, preparing for The Run, an annual ritual in which one lucky teen will destroy the October Boy, an undead being released every Halloween. The boy who succeeds not only brings blessings and prosperity to the land and community, but also gains wealth for his family and a ticket to live beyond the confines of the town for himself.

Pete McCormick is more than ready to win the prize. He's haunted by a drunken father, a sadistic cop who's got it in for him, and a life that's going nowhere. But he's just one of many.

Dark Harvest is, quite simply, a home run, maybe even a grand slam. I read Partridge's short novel (169 pages) in a day, which hardly ever happens. It's a fast, breathtaking read told in multiple POVs, but it's certainly not a mindless action/horror novel (although there's plenty of action and horror). Partridge puts his finger on the way our society's psyche works (and not just in small towns), the way communities control how we think and live, and how difficult it is to break cycles. As one character learns, the past can't be changed, but it can be repeated.

Maybe Partridge is right, maybe I was born there. I remember my own hometown (pop. 5,000), how I always wondered why so few people left it, or when they did, usually stayed in-state in a town that wasn't much different than the one they left. Partridge knows those horrors are real, self-perpetuating, and seemingly inescapable. That's the essense of true horror and Partridge has captured it expertly.

It's no surprise that Dark Harvest has been named one of the "Best Books of the Year" by Publisher's Weekly and is nominated for the World Fantasy Award. Highly recommended.