Couple years back I ran into someone via LJ comments who had an interesting take on how indigenous folks could run and win insurgencies. They had a book about to come out on the subject. They were a co-author.
I want to buy the book. Anyone know what and whom I'm talking about?
Tananarive Due, American Book Award winner - "From magical revenge on a Louisiana slave plantation to inanimate objects becoming animated, the stories in Bloodchildren are a fitting tribute to the masterful artist who has helped spark so many creative dreams in all of us. This volume helps keep alive the legacy of Octavia E. Butler."
Steven Barnes - "There is a sentence in one of these fine stories, 'Legendaire.' by Kai Ashante Wilson, which is pure poetry: 'As glowing coals in a fire are steeped with richer color than the fire itself, so, pale as moonlight, a shine appears in the air around Papa’s head, and where his naps grow, not black but indigo-color, round the edges of his hairline, the widow’s peak, sideburns, and kitchen: every curly strand fills with brilliance, the way hot coals do, but this light makes no heat, and it shimmers, blue as the sky at noon.'
"And it was at the moment of reading this line that something relaxed within me. I'd been impressed and entertained before that moment, but in reading Wilson's story I realized that this collection really was inspired by one of the great modern masters of the SF form, inspired in the highest sense of the word. Octavia Estelle Butler was my friend, the most dedicated writer I've ever known, and a shy, sweet, generous giant of a woman. This collection celebrates her life and legacy, but more to the point, it is an opportunity for a generation of writers to announce their arrival in a burst of literary thunder.
I've been editing and publishing and making happen this anthology called Bloodchildren, and it's coming out in about a week. So time to release the TOC, and a thumbnail of the cover, and tell you two more things:
Bloodchildren is a fundraiser for the Octavia E. Butler Memorial Scholarship Fund at $8.01 a crack
Bloodchildren is glorious!
Cover art by Laurie Toby Edison and cover design by Candra K. Gill
Nalo Hopkinson - Introduction
Before Conception Octavia E. Butler - Speech Sounds Vonda N. McIntyre - Octavia Estelle Butler
2007 Christopher Caldwell - My Love Will Never Die Shweta Narayan - Falling into the Earth
2008 Caren Gussoff - Free Bird Mary Elizabeth Burroughs - Impulse
2009 Rochita Loenen-Ruiz - Dancing in the Shadow of the Once
2010 Kai Ashante Wilson - "Legendaire." Erik Owomoyela - Steal the Sky
2011 Jeremy Sim - /sit Dennis Y. Ginoza - Re: Christmas, Bainbridge Island
2012 Indrapramit Das - The Runner of n-Vamana Lisa Bolekaja - The Saltwater African
Lou, I'm sorry to say I found your statement about adopting "Canine-American" children incredibly offensive. I, too, am a doglover, but I struggle for the words to tell you exactly how and why your flippant trivialization of the ethnic identity movement with this phrasing revolted me. I'm not sure I have the patience to explain what was wrong with saying what you did. I hope you do find someone who will do that work for you.
For the moment, please just know that I've shared my distaste with others, and had my assessment of the problematic nature of what you say confirmed. Also, while I'm impressed that you have offered to run for the position of SFWA Vice President, I won't be voting for you. I hope that you'll come to understand why.
Maybe someday I will post here more again. For now, all I have been up to is tweeting such that those short bursts of text appear on my Facebook wall. Probably before I post here more again I'll figure out how to similarly transfer 140 character emissions to this site as well.
For the moment I'll only say that I plan to attend RadCon 6, February 17 - 19. See me there?
Home now from house sitting for Vonda. While I was there, Michael Ehart and I finished revisions on a story I hope I'll be able to tell everyone about soon. Cause it's gonna get bought. I hope.
Thursday I start another stretch of house sitting--this one for ten days, in Shoreline. I'll be watering plants and walking Betty, a Beagle. And trying to ignore the thought that one of my friends died in this house. He has given his surviving lover every sign of influencing events in this place from beyond. I will clean a little living area for myself within the house, using salt, and I'll sing a lot. He was a musician.
I was in this wayside inn up in the Alps and during the night a bear broke in and climbed up to the floor where me and my friends were sleeping. All of us piled out of our rooms and stood aghast on the balcony encircling the common room and the bear came roaring toward us and I was closest! Me! And apparently the bear tooking a liking to me and I fell down as it approached and took me in its arms. I lifted my hands palm out to feebly fight back but one of my friends (you, King Rat?) said No, that will only make him mad so I did not strike out. And the bear snuffed at me and stuck its tongue in my ear.
I dreamt I was stung on the shoulder by a bee browsing the tiny oregano flowers Velma's young girlchild friend picked. There was no pain, just a mumbling bumbling sensation. When I woke up, the cramp that had inhabited that shoulder for days was gone.
Bees are very medicinal, especially in one's sleep.