Monday, October 13, 2014

Hello All --

Your reporter will be reading at the WORD Bookstore in Brooklyn, New York at 7 PM on Wednesday, October 22nd.

The Cortazar translation was published at TOR.com as planned, with a beautiful illustration by Dave McKean.

A new story entitled "Altar!  Altar!" is on the way.  It isn't alone.

That is all.


Monday, July 14, 2014

On September 3rd, TOR.com will publish my translation of Julio Cortazar's story "Cefalea" ("Headache").  This story has never appeared in English before, and I believe mine is the first English translation of it.  

I discovered this story by accident, having mistakenly purchased the Spanish edition of his collection Bestiario.  When I tried to collate its table of contents with my English edition of his stories, I found one tale, "Cefalea" unaccounted for.  I decided to try translating it for my own edification ... now here we are.  

I would be even worse than I am if I lost this chance to thank Ann VanderMeer for making this publication possible, to thank TOR, and to thank the Cortazar estate for accepting my translation of this story.  

The official announcement from TOR went up this morning, and you can read it here.

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My thanks and salutations to all my friends at Readercon, and a tip of the hat to my tolerators.  

Wednesday, July 2, 2014

7.2.16

PS ...

Ebook versions of both The Traitor and The Tyrant are included in the storybundle, alongside Amal El-Mohtar's Honey Month, Tainaron by Leena Krohn (a superb writer), Jagannath by Karin Tidbeck, Jeff Vandermeer's Third Bear, and a collection called It Came from the North edited by Desirina Boskovich.  There is also a kosher chimera cookbook put together by Jeff and Ann. 

Find it here

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

7.1.14

Back again. 

New Stories:

Two excerpts from my unpublished novel UNLANGUAGE have appeared recently.  One, in German translation, appears in Abyssus Intellectualis.  The other, in the original Unlanguage, is in the latest issue of PostScripts to Darkness

"Learn to Kill," in Children of Old Leech.

Plus two others, entitled "Altar, Altar" and "Infestations."  I'll announce where as soon as I am free to.

New Novel: 

ANIMAL MONEY.  Lazy Fascist Press will be publishing this one, sometime next year. 

And Readercon once again.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

6.28.14





I read the ending of Lucius Shepard's story, "A Spanish Lesson," at the celebration of his life and work KGB hosted recently.  This is a story I've also had the opportunity to give to students, and I emailed Lucius about it, to see if he would be willing to provide me with a brief statement about the story that I could pass on to my students. 

He wrote:

"One of my writing teachers laid down a rule that said you should never end a story with anything that might be considered as a moral or a message -- so I decided to break it.  A great deal of "A Spanish Lesson" is autobiographical.   I lived in a small house in a tiny beach community on the Costa del Sol qnd some of the characters were derived from people I knew then....the Nazi twins, not so much. I made myself out to be somewhat more heroic than I was for purposes of the story.   In real life I was a fairly disreputable sort, earning a living as a smuggler, partnered up with the guy after whom I modeled Shockley.   The moral conviction conveyed  by the end of the story was something I could only aspire to.  However, viewing my life through the lens of those days caused me to reflect on the person that I had been and inspired me to make some changes.  Now that person has been obscured by the intricacies of time and experience, just as the beach community has been swallowed up by the urban sprawl of Malaga, so much so that few recall its name or exactly where it was situated."

Lucius possessed an unbluffable, probing intelligence, incredible capacities of all kinds, perhaps most surprisingly capacious in his curiosity, generous.  His humanity was incandescent, like Stepan Chapman's.  I salute them both.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

1.30.14

I've just received word that Stepan Chapman died on Monday, the 27th.  That's him up in the corner, with the stethoscope.  Stepan was a great writer and a friend of mine.  I spent very little time with him.  Not nearly enough.  I imagined I would have other opportunities to spend more time with him, but I wasn't right.  I suppose it often turns out that way.  He had a great deal more to say than he was given the opportunity to say.  I will never forget him. 

My condolences to Kia. 

Saturday, November 23, 2013

11.23.13



Sean Moreland has interviewed your reporter here.