gwynnega: (Ernest Thesiger)
My poem "ode to Dwight Frye," inspired by one of my favorite actors, is up at Strange Horizons.

On Friday I finished the final chapter of Out of Uniform. I'm going to take a break from the book for a month or so, then read it and make whatever changes it needs. Meanwhile, I have stories and poems to work on!

These are happy things, amid the Nazi horribleness of the past several days.
gwynnega: (Basil Rathbone)
I am hennaing my hair on yet another hot summer Los Angeles day. I yearn for autumn, but it won't show up here for a long time.

At long last, I'm nearly done with my novel revisions. The final chapter is coming along nicely, though endings are tricky. After I finish the draft, I figure I'll let it sit for a month or so and work on short stories and poems, then read the book through and make whatever changes (hopefully not too extensive) it needs.
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My poem "50 Foot," inspired by Attack of the Fifty Foot Woman (1958), is in the new issue of The Cascadia Subduction Zone. Also, CSZ v. 6 n. 4 (2016) is now available for free online; it includes my poem "Una O'Connor unleashes her scream," as well as poetry by [personal profile] sovay and an essay by L. Timmel Duchamp on Chris Kraus's I Love Dick.

The weather in Los Angeles is so humid at the moment, I feel like I must've inadvertently brought it back from Boston with me. I look forward to the return of our customary dry heat.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
I got home at midnight last night from the airport. I thoroughly enjoyed Readercon, though the air travel was more grueling than usual. (Virgin America has switched terminals at LAX, which led to gate-related delays in both directions, and when I went to get my bag last night, they had put the bags for five flights on one baggage carousel, creating a mob scene. Then the car I'd booked to take me home didn't show up for quite awhile.) At Readercon I dealt with the usual jetlag, plus some perimenopausal unpleasantness. Nevertheless, I had fun. It was great to see friends (and eat delicious Indian food with friends) and attend panels and readings. My panels ("Hidden Figures" and "Horror Fiction Is Where I Put My Fear (and Lust, and...)") went very well. During the latter panel, I loved hearing Teri Clarke, Darcie Little Badger, and Elsa Sjunneson-Henry talk about writing and reading horror. My reading was scheduled during the dinner hour and wasn't as well-attended as the previous year, but it was a lot of fun reading "Don't Look Back."

I only bought one book at the Dealers' Room: So You Want To Be a Robot by A. Merc Rustad, which I'd been looking forward to snagging, but as it does every year, Readercon greatly added to my to-read list. I attended the Shirley Jackson Awards (wearing my The Haunting of Hill House t-shirt) and cheered when The Starlit Wood won for best edited anthology. As always, there wasn't enough time to see everyone and attend everything I would've liked.

Now I am doing laundry and battling Jetlag Part 2. It is good to be home.
gwynnega: (Ernest Thesiger)
I am hennaing my hair in the midst of a heat wave. (It was supposed to be 97F today, but it's 101.) On the bright side, I will be at Readercon during next weekend's LA heat wave. Meanwhile, I have air conditioning and cool henna on my head. And tonight is James Whale night on TCM!
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
Here is my Readercon schedule. All my programming is on Friday, which means I will be jetlagged, but that's par for the course. Looking forward to seeing those of you who will there!

Friday July 14

11:00 AM
Recent Non-Fiction Book Club: Hidden Figures by Margot Lee Shetterly.

Teri Clarke, Gwynne Garfinkle, Victoria Janssen, Emily Wagner.

Before John Glenn orbited the earth or Neil Armstrong walked on the moon, a group of dedicated female mathematicians known as "human computers" used pencils, slide rules and adding machines to calculate the numbers that would launch rockets and astronauts into space. Among these problem-solvers were a group of exceptionally talented African American women, some of the brightest minds of their generation. Even as Virginia’s Jim Crow laws required them to be segregated from their white counterparts, the black women of Langley’s West Computing group helped America achieve one of the things it desired most: a decisive victory over the Soviet Union in the Cold War, and complete domination of the heavens. Starting in World War II and moving through the Cold War, the civil rights movement, and the space race, Hidden Figures follows the interwoven accounts of Dorothy Vaughan, Mary Jackson, Katherine Johnson, and Christine Darden, four African-American women who participated in some of NASA's greatest successes. It chronicles their careers over nearly three decades they faced challenges, forged alliances, and used their intellect to change their own lives and their country's future. Join us to discuss this excellent book, the history it chronicles, and its implications for historical, present-day, and futuristic SF.

3:00 PM
Horror Fiction Is Where I Put My Fear (and Lust, and...).

Teri Clarke, Gwynne Garfinkle, J.D. Horn, Darcie Little Badger, Elsa Sjunneson-Henry.

When we peel back the monsters in horror, a wealth of social and psychological complexities lie beneath. Tananarive Due writes in her essay "The H Word: On Writing Horror," "Horror fiction is where I put my fear that harm will come to my son because his skin is brown. Horror fiction is where I put my fear of my own mortality." Kristi DeMeester, in "What Horror Taught Me About Being a Woman," discusses her delight in discovering forbidden, gory sex scenes in Anne Rice’s work. Our panelists will discuss how women, people of color, and others whose concerns get little mainstream airtime can use horror as a way to examine and explore cultural and personal anxieties and longings.

6:30 PM
Reading: Gwynne Garfinkle.

Gwynne Garfinkle.

Gwynne Garfinkle reads "Don't Look Back," a short story published in Not One of Us #57.
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I am hennaing my hair on a pleasant June afternoon (following a quintessentially June-gloomy morning). I'm listening to the new reissue of 2 Steps From the Middle Ages by Game Theory. It contains one of my favorite Game Theory songs, "Room for One More, Honey," which to my mind features one of the most hauntingly beautiful vocal arrangements ever recorded.

Now, four years after Scott Miller's death, all of Game Theory's albums are finally in print again (along with a slew of bonus tracks). As always, I wish Scott Miller were here to see it.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
My poem "50 Foot," inspired by Attack of the Fifty Foot Woman (1958), will appear in The Cascadia Subduction Zone. (Technical note: the poem is comprised of 50 poetic feet.)

In other news, we are now past the peak of jacaranda season. It was glorious while it lasted--though it will be awhile before the purple flowers are completely gone for the year.
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My poem "The Golem of the Gravestones" has sold to Uncanny Magazine. It's one of the few poems I've written since the election. I wish the events that inspired the poem had not happened, but I am very happy Uncanny will be publishing it.
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It is Henna Day, on a mild Los Angeles afternoon. I finally got my hair cut yesterday. I last got it cut the weekend after the election. What a long, strange time it has been since.

Last night I watched Gargoyles, a 1972 TV movie, on Svengoolie. It stars Cornel Wilde as an anthropologist who encounters the gargoyles-come-to-life, but the highlight of the movie is Grayson Hall, chewing the scenery as a boozy motel owner. I'm pretty sure she has a drink in her hand in every scene she's in (except for the shot of her after she's been killed off), including a scene in a police station and one in a car.

Wiscon is less than two weeks away, and I'm really looking forward to it, though I still have tons of prep to do.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
My day began with two excellent things. The first: Charles Payseur's in-depth review of the latest Mithila Review, which includes my poem "family (a form somehow must)."

The second: My finalized WisCon schedule!

This Genre Kills Fascists
Sat, 1:00–2:15 pm
Capitol B
Gwynne Garfinkle (moderator), ANONYMOUS, Alexis Lothian, Victor J. Raymond
Let's dig into the history, the present, and the future of genre fiction as resistance texts. The uses of genre conventions to speak out in ways that would be dangerous if stated baldly in a realist or non-fiction text, the power of imagining a way forward, the issuing of warnings, the rallying cries. The epitaphs and the freedom songs. The voices that endure and the voices that are needed.


Fanfic, Retcon, and Zombies, Oh My!
Sat, 9:00-10:15 pm
University B
Carrie Pruett (moderator), Gwynne Garfinkle, KJ, Victoria Janssen
Let's talk about what happens in the murky territories where fanfic meets original works. Do writings that use original works in the public domain—modern-day Sherlock Holmes characters, zombies in Jane Austen's worlds—count as fanfic? When a series gets unwieldy or unpopular, it can be rebooted or rewritten with different parameters: maybe a character comes back to life, changes gender, or gets a new backstory. Are there differences between retcon and fix-it fic, other than who owns the copyright?


Personal Demons
Sun, 10:00-11:15 am
Conference 4
Carol Anne Douglas, Gwynne Garfinkle, Cath Schaff-Stump , LaShawn M. Wanak
What haunts us, what scares us, what makes us tick. Works that deal with metaphorical and actual demons.


When the Monster Isn't the Monster
Sun, 4:00-5:15 pm
University C
William Paimon (moderator), Gwynne Garfinkle, Leigh Hellmann
Science fiction and horror have always displayed a unique ability to play with allegory and metaphor by making monsters. Sometimes, though, the monster is more than just a flesh and blood (or protoplasm) villain to be defeated. As these genres have had a resurgence over the past few years, high concept genre work has undergone something of a renaissance. From big screen successes like The Babadook, It Follows, and The Witch, to television like Jessica Jones and Mr. Robot, science fiction and horror are finding commercial and critical success by having something to say again. Let's talk about what we loved in works with horrors that are more than meet the eye, note where they fell flat, and share hidden gems we might not have run into yet.
gwynnega: (Barry Ryan)
I deleted my LiveJournal. I guess I have 60 days to reactivate if I discover I missed anything in the import, but everything seems okay.

Still, I kind of gulped when I hit the delete button.
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My "weird Brady Bunch" poem, "family (a form somehow must)," is up at the new issue of the Mithila Review. There's audio of me reading the poem, as well. The issue focuses on visual arts, and it looks beautiful.

Just as I had begun to post about the above, it was announced that the U.S. has dropped a giant bomb in Afghanistan, I assume because our so-called president wanted another jolt of accolades like he got after bombing Syria. I am horrified; I also feel very tired.

(This is the first Dreamwidth post that I will not be cross-posting to LiveJournal. I still haven't deleted my LJ, but I will once I've resolved some import issues.)

leaving LJ

Apr. 5th, 2017 04:56 pm
gwynnega: (coffee poisoninjest)
So I guess I really will be leaving LiveJournal fairly soon and deleting my account. I can be found at http://gwynnega.dreamwidth.org/ (as well as Twitter and Facebook). I am really not happy about this.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
Today's mail brought my contributor's copy of Not One of Us, which includes my short story "Don't Look Back," as well as poetry and photography by [personal profile] sovay and others. I'm very pleased to see "Don't Look Back" in print; I think of it as speculative autobiography, or possibly autobiographical specfic.

In less pleasant news, I'm not at all happy with the latest LJ TOS shenanigans. I am still cross-posting to LJ from Dreamwidth, but I'm not sure how much longer I will continue to do so. I don't post that often anymore, and I use my LJ account mainly to keep up with friends who post to LJ, but the whole thing makes me very uneasy, to say the least.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
I am hennaing my hair on a warm Los Angeles afternoon. I really need to get a haircut before next month's Henna Day, as the process is getting unwieldy.

Last night I watched Daughters of the Dust for the first time, and I'm still wowing about it today.

The other day I finished reading the Feminist Press edition of Violette Leduc's Thérèse and Isabelle, and now I'm once again deeply annoyed that Leduc's letters haven't been translated into English.
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I'm pleased to announce that my poem "ode to Dwight Frye" will appear in Strange Horizons, one of my favorite publications.

Also, Charles Payseur has reviewed the "Animals" issue of Lackington's, and he had some very nice things to say about the issue, including my story "The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone."

I'd been without internet (aside from my smartphone) and landline since Tuesday morning. My service provider completely dropped the ball, so now I've switched providers. The only good thing about having less access to the internet was a slightly lower daily Trump quotient, but I'm still very relieved to have it back.
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
My story "The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone," which came out last autumn in the "Animals" issue of Lackington's, is now available to read online.

It feels somewhat strange to post about something unrelated to politics these days.

Meanwhile, this week I am listening to Slim Gaillard for the first time in years, and I highly recommend it.

Stay warm, friends in the path of the snow!
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I am hennaing my hair on a cool, overcast LA afternoon. (Rain is coming tonight. We've been having way more rain this winter than we've had in ages.)

Trump has been our so-called president for just over two weeks, though it feels like a lot longer. I am heartened by the pushback against his agenda, both in the streets and in the courts.

I've been playing this song a lot.
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It is Henna Day, on the warmest, sunniest day we've had in awhile. (We're supposed to get more rain and cool temps this week.)

Yesterday I saw the long-awaited Hidden Figures at my local movie theater. It made me cry a few times. As Lisa Bolekaja said on Twitter, the film "shows how racism (plus sexism sprinkled in) holds America back. Although a historical drama, it's really talking to 2017." The film seems more necessary than ever just now, with Trump's inauguration (I can barely type the words) less than two weeks away.

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