October 17th, 2008


"The lengths that I will go to, the distance in your eyes..."

A dreadful sort of day yesterday. Publishing frustration (quite apart from writing frustration). News of a very dear friend's illness. Bad memories. A hundred distractions. And nothing was written, a couple of paragraphs, but not enough to matter. Not with the month slipping away. I won't even bother recording yesterday's word count. So, yes. A lousy writing day. And the only way I can figure out to "catch up" is to manage to write a minimum of 2,000 words per day today, tomorrow, and Sunday. So, it's going to be a push.

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Just came across this from a review (at Strange Horizons), by William Mingin, of Realms: The First Year of Clarkesworld Magazine. Mingin writes:

Among the stories tending more to identifiable fantasy is Caitlin Kiernan's "The Ape's Wife," the longest story in the book, a post-modern examination, in effortlessly strong and graceful prose, of Ann Darrow "after Kong" that tries out many possible fates for the fictional heroine. I don't consider myself particularly qualified to give feminist readings, but it seems pretty obvious that this story is about, among other things, shifting from a male-dominated myth (the godlike Kong) to a female- and goddess-dominated myth. But the final privileging of one story over the others is somewhat confusing, nor is it easy to see, knowing what came before, how this particular fate came about. Nor do we know how Ann fell into the hell of unrealized possibilities we find her in. But the whole is quite readable.

I won't quibble about the importance of uncertainty to this story, that one shouldn't know how Ann got into this fix, or precisely how it's resolved. It's a fine review, and I continue to be pleased with the attention this story is receiving.

Not much else to yesterday. Night three of the chicken stew. I lay on the living-room floor late in the day, not writing and moaning about not writing. Spooky's parents dropped by, because they were in town. I've been making my way through the September 2008 Journal of Paleontology, and so there was "A new desmatosuchine aetosaur (Archosauria; Suchia) from the Upper Triassic Tecovas Formation (Dockum Group) of Texas," "A juvenile skull of the primitive African ornithischian dinosaur Heterodontosaurus tucki from the 'Stormberg' of South Africa," and "The anatomy, affinity, and phylogenetic significance of Illemoraspis kirkinskayae (Osteostraci) from the Devonian of Siberia." Spooky finished reading me Poe's "Descent into the Maelstrom," and we began Poe's short (and only) novel, The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket (1838).

Also, I think that, somehow, I have neglected to mention the forthcoming trade paperback edition of Alabaster from Subterranean Press. But yes, the collection will be back in print in April 2009 (!!!), and subpress is now taking preorders.

Okay. All that's left for this entry are the photos from Tuesday at Beavertail:

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