I have not been doing spectacularly well with the Book Race. I started out with one thing, it being my Plan, but then faced the reality that I would get paid if I did the other thing, which is the proposal for the 8th (8th, my god) Walker Papers, so I started on that, and immediately screwed up. Like by page fifteen. I never do that. So I spent about four days ignoring it in the hopes it would magically fix itself, which it didn’t. On Day Three I told…
fairy tales redux
Maybe four sets of four stories? GLASS, BEAST, TOWER, FLIGHT (?)? With a lineup something like: GLASS: Snow White, Cinderella, The Red Shoes, The Glass Mountain BEAST: Snow White & Rose Red, Bluebeard, Beauty and the Beast, The Wounded Lion TOWER: Rapunzel, Sleeping Beauty, Rumpelstiltskin, The Princess of the Tower FLIGHT: The Children of Lir, The Nightingale, The Wild Swans, The White Dove There are So Many themes you could choose. SNOW. THRICE. WICKED, as I said, but that gets repetitive and I don’t think I’m clever enough to be…
…damn, you guys are cool.
Seriously, some of the ideas of what kind of Cinderella story I would tell just *rock*. I ought to give you a list of the fairy tales I’m thinking of doing for the lil short story collection, and see what twists /you/ think I’m going to put on them, and send a copy of the collection to the people whose ideas I steal, uh, am inspired by. :) Actually, while I’m definitely going to do that at some point (not this week), I’ve got this idea in my head to…
OMG SQUEE!
OH MY GOD. I don’t want to say who until there’s actual art produced for fear of jinxing it, but the likely cover artist for the Old Races collection “Baba Yaga’s Daughter” (due out in 2012 from Subterranean Press) is the artist I have ALWAYS wanted to see illustrate the Old Races! SQUEEEEEEE! Finished reading A PRINCESS OF MARS last night. That was a pretty much thoroughly enjoyable book, even if I’m bemused at some of the stylistic differences between today and a hundred years ago (o.O). A lot of…
pulp fiction
I’m reading A PRINCESS OF MARS, which is almost entirely enjoyable*, but baha, the things Burroughs got away with that I cannot imagine doing in today’s fiction: “Over the next week I too developed my telepathic powers.” That’s it. Not mentioned again for jillions of pages, and then only in passing. Eventually becomes more of a plot point, and is even mentioned as “strange powers”, but still. Bahahah. :) *It’s Dejah Thoris’s perpetually small hands that are just killing me. I don’t mind her being Utterly Perfect In All Ways,…