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My poem "family (a form somehow must)" (my "weird Brady Bunch" poem) will appear in the April issue of the beautiful Mithila Review. It's my first sale to this publication, as well as my first writing sale of the new year, and I'm very pleased about it.

Meanwhile, this morning the GOP caved to public pressure and reversed its attempt to gut its independent ethics office. It's just one battle, but a heartening development nonetheless. In this uncertain time, I am all for heartening developments.
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I thought this was coming out in 2017, but here is my poem "The Last Word" (an homage to Colin Clive) in the winter issue of Kaleidotrope.

It feels good to see the year out with the publication of a monster movie poem, despite the dread of Looming Trump.

Also, it is Patti Smith's 70th birthday. I am deeply grateful for Patti's continued presence in the world. Seeing her perform at the Hollywood Bowl in October (so long ago, it seems!) with Lyman was one of the highlights of my year.
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short fiction

"The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone" in Lackington's issue 12 (Fall 2016)


poetry

"Allison Gross Speaks of the Worm" (reprint; originally published in Aberrant Dreams) in Angels of the Meanwhile

"Poetess Strikes Again" in The Cascadia Subduction Zone (Vol. 6, No. 2, April 2016)

"song for Mary Henry" in Through the Gate (June 28 2016)

"Champagne Ivy" in Mythic Delirium (3.2, Oct.-Dec. 2016)

"Una O'Connor unleashes her scream" in The Cascadia Subduction Zone (Vol. 6, No. 4, October 2016)

"People Change: A Love Story" and "Linda Blair Pantoum" (plus an interview in Postscripts to Darkness (November 6 2016)

"The Last Word" in Kaleidotrope (Winter 2017, but published December 2016)
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I am hennaing my hair on an autumnal LA afternoon. The political situation continues to evolve in alarming and surreal ways. It's shaping up to be a very strange holiday season.

I finally finished reading the wonderful Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life, which I began before the election. I'm not sure what I feel like reading next, which is to say I'm not sure what will keep my attention off of politics for more than a few minutes at a time.

I probably should be watching a lot more horror movies.
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I am hennaing my hair on an unseasonably warm Los Angeles November afternoon.

I keep composing blog posts in my head about the election and all its possible horrible ramifications, but I seem to have too much to say to say any of it at the moment. Yesterday I got my hair cut, and everyone at the salon (me included) was talking about the awfulness of the election. Then I went to the Iliad Bookstore, and the owner was talking with customers about the international implications of the election. As they wound up their chat, the owner said, "I was doing okay, but then you started talking." I know what he meant. At least I got to see the bookstore's two cats snoozing peacefully on top of cardboard boxes, and I bought Boris Karloff and His Films by Paul M. Jensen (1974).

I keep thinking of appropriate music for the moment--songs like "Save the Country" by Laura Nyro and "People Have the Power" by Patti Smith. But the music that seems to help me the most right now is Yoko Ono/Plastic Ono Band (1970) and Yoko's live version of "Don't Worry Kyoko" from Sometime in New York City (1972). I've tended to prefer Yoko's more melodic work, but now it's her screaming that resonates.

not okay

Nov. 9th, 2016 09:42 am
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I slept badly last night after learning the election results. Today I have a headache and stomach ache, and I am full of despair and horror.
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My poetry feature is up at Postscripts to Darkness. It includes two poems ("People Change: A Love Story," beautifully illustrated by Carrion House, and "Linda Blair Pantoum"), plus an interview I did with Sean Moreland, in which I talk about, among other things, poetry and horror movies and poetry about horror movies.

The election is tomorrow. I am veering wildly between apprehension and cautious optimism.
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My poem "Champagne Ivy," inspired by Rouben Mamoulian's 1931 film of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, is now live at Mythic Delirium.

Here are a couple of terrific interviews with two of my favorite writers: Marilyn Hacker on Moving Between Poetry and Translation and Interview with Dodie Bellamy.
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The "Animals" issue of Lackington's is out. It includes my story "The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone," with a beautiful illustration by Dotti Price.

We've been having a spate of lovely autumn weather--so of course we're about to have a mini heat wave. Meanwhile, this horrific election season is almost over. I've already voted for Hillary Clinton, and I'm a bundle of pre-election nerves (but it feels like that's been true for months).
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My poem "Una O'Connor unleashes her scream" appears in the new issue of The Cascadia Subduction Zone. The issue also includes poetry by [personal profile] sovay and an essay by L. Timmel Duchamp on Chris Kraus’s I Love Dick.

Also, the April 2016 issue of CSZ is now available as a free PDF; it includes my poem "Poetess Strikes Again."

I'm delighted that my poems "People Change: A Love Story" and "Linda Blair Pantoum" will appear in Postscripts to Darkness. They (like "Una O'Connor") are part of my horror movie poetry project.

It actually rained in Los Angeles last night. I woke up during the night, and it took me a couple of minutes to register what the "water dripping" sound signified. (I guess it's been awhile since we've had any rain.)

Here, have a clip of Una O'Connor unleashing her scream in The Invisible Man.
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It is Henna Day, in the midst of a spate of lovely autumnal LA days. (Another heat wave is scheduled for later this week.) Yesterday I baked pumpkin scones (from a Trader Joe's mix), and they are delicious.

The election is three weeks away, and I'm on edge, though at least the polls are encouraging.

I'm enjoying the new Shirley Jackson biography (Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life by Ruth Franklin), which is full of amazing information, such as the fact that "Jackson tried to structure a story around a potato kugel recipe."
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
The autumn issue of Mythic Delirium is here. It includes my poem "Champagne Ivy," inspired by Rouben Mamoulian's 1931 film of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (available now to subscribers, and online in November).

I am happy it is October, in spite of this terrifying election season. Here, have a guide to TCM's October horror offerings.
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My story "Don't Look Back" will appear in Not One of Us in 2017. It's a first-time sale to a publication I greatly admire.

It is officially autumn, so of course we are bracing for another heat wave. But my kitchen is well-stocked with pumpkin products.

I am finally reading Gemma Files' Experimental Film, and it's even more brilliant than I had been led to believe.
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I am hennaing my hair on a warm Los Angeles afternoon. We had a few lovely fall-esque days. Now another heat wave looms. We'll probably have a few of those before actual autumn sets in.

The other night I watched Tomorrow, the World! (1944) on TCM. I joked that it's "The Bad Seed, Hitler Youth edition," but the two films have some striking parallels. Both are based on Broadway shows; both feature electrifying performances by child actors recreating their Broadway roles; both center around "bad" kids. Unlike Patty McCormack's Rhoda, Skip Homeier's Emil wasn't "born bad"; a German war orphan whose father died opposing the Nazis, Emil has been thoroughly steeped in Nazi ideology (including a giant helping of misogyny). He comes to live with his American uncle, a university professor (played in the film by Fredric March; Ralph Bellamy played him in the Broadway production). When Emil learns his uncle's fiancée is Jewish, he remarks, "That is...regrettable," and things go downhill from there, as he wreaks havoc at home, school, and in the neighborhood. Emil is clever and calculating, both mature beyond his years and an insufferable brat; his repudiation of his father masks a grief he's stuffed so far down, it seems nearly irretrievable. The film hinges upon Homeier's performance, and it's a remarkable one. (It doesn't look like the film is available on DVD, but it's showing on TCM On Demand through September 23.)
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
My poem "Una O'Connor unleashes her scream" will appear in The Cascadia Subduction Zone. The poem is a tribute to the character actress, who appeared in many films, but perhaps most memorably in The Bride of Frankenstein and The Invisible Man. As I recall, I sold a poem last Labor Day as well. I would be fine with this becoming a tradition.
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It is Henna Day, and we are currently not having a heat wave, though I wish it were cooler.

I am very happy with the results of the 2016 Hugo Awards (The Fifth Season!, Binti!, Uncanny!, etc., etc.), aside from the ways the Puppy shenanigans impinged on the ballot. I hope the Puppies give it a rest next year, though I said that last year.

I'm reading Shirley Jackson's The Lottery and Other Stories. Also I'm rereading Chris Kraus's I Love Dick, which I last read when it came out in 1997. Friday night I watched Jill Soloway's Amazon pilot loosely based on the book and disliked it rather a lot, though everyone else is praising it. I immediately reached for my copy of the book, which made me dislike the TV version even more. (Since it's such a loose adaptation, I might have been able to appreciate it on its own terms more if Soloway had gone whole hog and changed the title of the show and the characters' names.)
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It is Henna Day, and we're having another heat wave. Tomorrow I'm going to see Planet of the Apes (1968) on a big screen. I've never seen any of the original series of films in a theater, and I would love to see the whole series that way (except perhaps Beneath the Planet of the Apes, which I have a grudge on because it features a different actor than Roddy McDowall as Cornelius).

I'm trying not to be entirely consumed by politics, but it isn't easy these days.
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Readercon fast approaches! Here is my schedule.

Friday July 08

1:00 PM
Reading: Gwynne Garfinkle.

Gwynne Garfinkle reads poems inspired by classic horror films.

4:00 PM
Speculative Retellings. C.S.E. Cooney, Ben Francisco, Gwynne Garfinkle, Kathleen Howard, Catherynne M. Valente.

Speculative elements in fiction are not limited to robots and ghosts and dragons. For ages, the stories that get told have almost always been by told straight white able rich men, and there may be no way of separating those stories from the culture of writing today. In stories like Travels With the Snow Queen by Kelly Link, or Shift by Nalo Hopkinson, retelling old stories written by white men becomes an inherent challenge to those narratives, and that challenge itself becomes a speculative element. What other elements can we bring to these stories, and will we ever get to a point where challenging the status quo is not seen as speculative?

Saturday July 09

3:00 PM
Ladybromances. C.S.E. Cooney, Gwynne Garfinkle, Theodora Goss (leader), Victoria Janssen, Navah Wolfe.

Our friendships are hugely important relationships in our lives, but fiction focuses primarily on romance. Friendships between women receive especially short shrift. We tend to have many more friendships than romantic partners and they can be just as strong and passionate as romances, so why does romance take precedence? What fiction has displayed strong friendships or romances between women? What kinds of stories would we like to see about this kind of relationship?
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So I sold a story and a poem in the past week--both of them first-time sales to publications I greatly admire. The poem, "song for Mary Henry" (inspired by Carnival of Souls), is now online at Through the Gate.

The story, "The Hedgehog and the Pine Cone," will appear later this year in the "Animals" issue of Lackington's.

Readercon is next week!
gwynnega: (books poisoninjest)
It is Henna Day, on a fairly hot day in Los Angeles. But 91 degrees F doesn't feel like much compared to last weekend, when it was around 112 degrees in my neighborhood. I hope we don't have any more extreme heatwaves this summer.

I have watched season four of Orange Is the New Black. Until the last couple of episodes, I might have said it was my favorite season, but I had issues with the storytelling decisions towards the end of the season. I wasn't spoiled, but I was prepared for Something Extremely Upsetting by nonspoilery reactions on Twitter. I'm not sure whether the storytelling decisions were warranted or merely gratuitous and ill-advised, but I'm leaning towards the latter.

I'm reading and loving the final volume of Elena Ferrante's Neapolitan series. I've tried to space the books out so I wouldn't finish the series too quickly. I suppose eventually I can try Ferrante's earlier work.

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