I’m a structuralist, dammit!

What the muse doesn’t get is that I don’t work well in utter chaos. She keeps throwing these enticing bits and pieces from all over the story at me in no particular order, and I get mired. I know roughly what insights and changes need to happen in my charas, but I need to work them out sequentially. These things have reasons and consequences, ya know?

“Lighten up!” she tells me. “Don’t be so anal about order.” I can feel her derision. “You’re supposed to be the creative type.” I swear, one day I WILL strangle her. I’m writing chapter 3, for krissake; I might be available for a bit of sexy stuff in 4, but stop dangling fucking chapter 16 scenes in front of me; I ain’t there yet.

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Hurricanes make good reads. In real life they just devastate.

While we’re still expecting the extensive rain front hurricane Sandy is dragging in its wake, we’ve been very lucky and escaped the storm unscathed. I’m extremely aware, however, of the many, many people who haven’t been so lucky. Who’re stranded without power, who’ve lost their homes, or worse, a loved one. First responders have been (and still are) absolutely amazing, but they can’t do it alone, especially since this is an ongoing effort. It will take time. And money.

So, for every copy of Santuario sold this week I’ll donate 1$ to the relief effort of the Red Cross. Please join me, either by buying the book, or by donating directly to one of these organizations.

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The neighbours get rambunctious in the fall

We’d already caught three mice this fall, but I knew there was still one in the house. I could hear it rummage around in the under sink cabinet in the kitchen.  It had been avoiding the trap for weeks.

This morning, however, it was caught. It must have fought like a lion — the trap was half-way across the kitchen.

But when I released it in the woods, it refused to come out of the trap, even though I found it a dark brush pile. I finally managed to tap it out, though it was holding on like a chimney climber, all four feet against the walls.

 

When I came outside, I realized the raccoons had been trying to get into the trash again.

Our bins have locks, but it took the rascals about two weeks to figure those out. They’d push the bin over and open it up.  So we bungee-cord it to the fence.

This is the first time they’d been trying to destroy the cord. It’s quite frayed at the end. Wonder how long that’s gonna hold. The raccoon that gets a face full off snapped bungee cord is going to be really surprised.

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Final Blog Tour Day

Want to know how I met Alex and Bengt for the first time? Then come on over to All I Want and More for a peek and a chat before I take a break from all this publicity and go back to writing.

There’ll be a 10$ Riptide gift credit waiting for one lucky commenter, enough to get Santuario and an additional great Riptide book.

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On Day 2 of the Santuario Blog Tour

I’ll talk at The Armchair Reader about the inspiration behind the story, why the muse didn’t like my idea, and what we finally agreed on.

After, err, an informed and respectful discussion.

There’ll be a 10$ Riptide gift credit waiting for one lucky commenter.

Wanna come along?

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And so it begins

My first blog tour day is here, and I answer questions and talk about Santuario. Every commenter who leaves their email enters into a draw for a 10$ Riptide gift credit. You can play at every stop.

This morning Amara bribed me with fantastic apple turnovers, and I answered cheeky questions at Friskbiskit.

Tomorrow I’ll squabble with the muse over at The Armchair Reader. Follow the whole tour for more chances to win.

 

 

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Virtual book tour coming up

The release date for Santuario is ticking closer with every day, and I’m busy answering interview questions and writing blog posts for the big launch tour. This is where I’ll be when:

Oct 08: Amara’s Place & Friskbiskit

Oct 09: Cole Riann The Armchair Reader

Oct 10: The Kimi-Chan Experience

Oct 11: Ed & Em’s reviews

Oct 12: All I Want and More

Please, don’t leave me all alone out there, stop by and say hello, and don’t throw any vegetables in advanced stages of decomposition. I’m excited as hell and scared in  equal measures.

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Can-Con – Day 3, comments and a shout-out

I’d been looking forward quite a bit to The Future of Urban Design, so maybe I could only be disappointed. The panel got bogged down with current local problems, and while those admittedly allow some extrapolation, it felt very much like one of our community planning committees or open houses and wasn’t what I’d hoped for.

The Realities of Space Travel on the other hand, was eye-opening for me as a non-physicist and only very marginally techy person. Glad I went.

Writers and Research confirmed what I’m already doing, and was a bit of a tide-me-over to the panel I’d been waiting for:

GLBTQ Reader: What is pushing the boundaries of gender in specfic? Honestly, this was ill prepared and almost had me walking out. All three panelists seemed to be convinced the aforementioned boundaries lay in gay characters and whether or not they were acceptable to publishers and/or readers. How disappointing. To their credit, they realized pretty quickly that their audience was way ahead of them in what problems drive the community today, so they mainly shut up and let the floor have it. In the end it was a very good discussion from which I took home another pile of book recommendations and some new friends.

In summary I really enjoyed this con. It’s small as cons go, which has the advantage of not having too many conflicting topics and finding venues easily. It’s also cozy and familiar and a good starter for con newbies. It was maybe not as cutting edge as it would have liked to be, but still managed to give me a lot of creative input and a pretty long book list.

If there’s anything I would have done differently it’s breaks. There were none. Panels started on the hour and were an hour long, which left no room for bathroom breaks, to get a coffee or a bite or to chat to anyone without missing at least part of the next panel. I think just 10 minutes between panels would be a good idea.

The panelist who stood out for me was definitely Marie Bilodeau, who was fun, helpful, thoughtful and approachable in equal measures and who put herself out there tirelessly. I’ll definitely be checking out her stories and books, and her blog feed is already bookmarked.

 

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Can-Con – Day 2

Managed to start my con day at noon with a panel on languages that managed to be academic and entertaining at the same time (go figure). I took lots of notes and jotted down numerous book recommendations. What can I say? This was my tribe.

The panel about what medium people use for their fiction books was pleasant enough, if not offering spectacular new insights. Same for the one on how horror works and what scares people, though it did manage to summarize some things more to the point than I’d been carrying them around in my head. The next panel on Gender Issues in Horror was more interesting and outlined the ongoing academic discussion very nicely.

The panel on Marketing again offered not much above the common sense rules, but backed it up with some useful numbers.

The Villains vs. Heroes panel was just plain fun and engendered a lively discussion and quite a bit of hilarity.

I held out for Female Characters which was interesting, if not exactly cutting edge. After that, I just couldn’t sit anymore. Plus, I was starving and really, really wanted to make it to the early panel on Sunday. So, homeward bound.

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My first Can-Con – Day 1

I’d been forlornly noting mentions of UK LGBT Fiction meet and GRL all over my twitter account and was starting to feel left out and sorry for myself up here in the Great White North ™, when an opportune email from a friend stopped me in my tracks: “You going to Can-Con?”

I first heard about Can-Con (The Conference on Canadian Content in Speculative Arts and Literature) after the fact last year, made a mental note not to miss it again, and promptly forgot to note it anywhere. *sheepish look*. So the email made me immediately check their web page and, after brief considerations and cancelling of other plans, get a ticket.

Friday evening started with the usual finding of the place, registering, getting a program and looking around and saying hi to friends (it’s a small community).

The program offered a sort of con how-to, and, since I hadn’t seen this before and it was my first Can-Con, I thought I’d go. It boiled down to the usual welcome, don’t be shy, but don’t be a dick either, and now go and have fun; but it was a good ice breaker and first introduction of some of the panelists.

Next up for me was a lecture on planetary systems and how our knowledge of them changed over the last few years. Definitely worth going.

Hayden Trenholm gave the keynote speech on the Cutting Edge of Science Fiction and Fantasy – very good choice, insightful and fun.

The launch party for Blood and Water provided a break over beer and chips, and a welcome opportunity to stretch one’s legs for a bit before the next panel, which projected today’s tech into the future, or at least gave some thoughts and pointers on the matter.

At 11pm people were starting to get a bit tired, but still kept up a lively discussion on The Prime Directive: Altruism or Survival Strategy.

I stayed for the last panel, because I was (surprise!) interested in Sex in Fantasy and Science Fiction, but unfortunately the panel was somewhat derailed by a latecomer who was just sober enough to string together sentences, but too drunk to monitor content or volume.

I got home in the wee hours, tired, content, and resigned to the fact that I wouldn’t make it out of bed in time for the Maps panel the next morning (I didn’t).

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