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Farewell, LinkedIn – I Hardly Knew Ya

I set up a LinkedIn account years ago. Not sure why. I guess because all the cool kids were doing it (at the time).

I gleefully found connections, requested links, etc., etc. After the first flush of “oh, a new social media outlet,” I pretty much just ignored it, only going there when someone requested a link to me.

Today, I decided to close the account. For me, it’s pretty much useless. I find that the engagement of Facebook and Twitter speak to my tastes more than LinkedIn ever did. So if I connected to you via the latter, feel free to come follow me on Facebook or Twitter and let’s chat.

I love binging on books

All this gray, gloomy weather + rain made this last week perfect.

Every once in a while, I get on these reading binges, so I just go with the flow.

I’d been meaning to reread/catch up on 2 of my favorite authors, Christopher Golden and Thomas Sniegoski, so I started with them.

As of today (5/21/2016), I have read or reread 24 books. My binge started a week ago. (Of course, I got a lot more read thanks to 2 days of being bed-bound with stomach bug…though I’d rather *not* been sick!)

My list so far:

  • Reread/read books 1-7 of Chris Golden’s Shadow Saga (I fell in love with the first book more than a decade ago, and adore this entire series)
  • Reread/read 1-7 of Tom Sniegoski’s Remy Chandler books (Love Tom’s earthbound angel, Remiel!)
  • Finished the Whyborne & Griffin books (so far) by Jordan L. Hawk, books 4-7 (Really enjoy these)
  • Vampire Empire Book 3, The Kingmakers by Clay and Susan Griffith (I’d put this off, because then this story would be over. That said, I totally have Geomancer, the first of the next series)
  • Roses and Rot by Kat Howard (One of the best books I’ve ever read. That it’s a debut novel: astounding!)
  • Reread Tam Lin by Pamela Dean (hadn’t read it since it came out in 1991. Sadly, for me, it didn’t hold up to what I remembered.)
  • Thomas Rhymer by Ellen Kushner (enjoyable read)
  • Swordspoint by Ellen Kushner (enjoyed it, but I have to admit I prefer Lynn Flewelling‘s Nightrunner books)
  • Inheritance (Adaptation #2) by Malinda Lo (very much love this series; like above, I was putting off reading bc it’s over)

I have no idea what I’m going to read next. I’ve got at least 850 books on my TBR pile (ebooks).

ETA3: Concluded the reading binge with Maggie Stiefvater’s Raven Boys (all 4 books) – a grand total of 28 for 10 days of reading.

ETA – oops, forgot a book, so I’ve updated the list
ETA2 – damn, forgot 5 books – yes, I told you all it was a binge!

Never is a long time…or in this case, a short one

So back a while ago, I posted that I was putting down the keyboard and not writing anymore thanks to the fibro/chronic illness stuff.

Well, never turned out to be, not for some months.

It took an article about urban fantasy for me to get going once again.

Yes. I’m writing.

And by writing, I mean compiling research, background, etc.

I know the overall idea, but not the specifics yet. This could end up being a long series.

Nope, it’s not sold yet, because it’s not yet written, and that could take a lot of time, but I’m back in the saddle, yo.

I am collateral damage

This is a great post by writer Kari Sperring about how older women are marginalized and considered collateral damage in the SF/F world.

She’s absolutely right. We are invisible. Our work is often invisible. And when you’re over 50, queer, Latina and disabled – yeah, well, invisible is pretty much the default.

It sucks. It hurts. It makes me feel useless and washed up. I’m exhausted just thinking how much work it would take to write more books and try to get them published. There are entire universes in my head that want to be written. Full-blown characters cry for a voice.

I don’t know if their voices will ever be heard, and it makes me cry.

I’m doing what I can right now, buy purchasing books from women like me and helping to boost their signal via social media and hope that somehow, my fatigue & exhaustion will abate and I will find the energy to move forward with writing.

crossposted from LiveJournal – you can comment there.

World Fantasy Con: I’m going, are you?

I used to go to a lot of conventions – at least 3 or 4 a year. It was great, even for this total introvert. I got to hang with friends, meet new friends & fans, and talk shop for two or three days.

Now, not so much. Between the fibro fatigue and budget issues, going to a con is a massive undertaking. Last year, I didn’t go to a one. This year, I’m going to World Fantasy Con. It’s a tight budget squeeze for the fee, but the location couldn’t be any better. It’s being held at the Hyatt directly across from my work building.

This means no hotel room to book, no parking fees to pay (I can park in my already paid for space at the office garage). So yeah, I managed to eke out the registration fee.

I’ll still have to budget out my time and build in rest periods, but knocking out the drain of travel time and the cost of a hotel room really made this a no-brainer.

I hope I’ll see a lot of you all there!

2012 Award Pimping Post

Every year there are awards for published works.

If you’re eligible to nominate/vote, here’s a list of what I had published in 2011 and are/might be eligible for various awards.

Novel:

Short Story:

  • A Scent of Death, San Diego Noir, June 2011, Akashic Books, edited by Maryelizabeth Hart

Non-Fiction/Essays:

If you read/liked, please consider nominating/voting.

Cheers!

Moving ahead and paying it forward

I’ve done the farewell 2011, hello 2012 already. This is not that post. Today, I want to talk about moving ahead and paying it forward.

Despite the craziness of 2011, I’m still a lucky beyotch. I have advantages. I am privileged. I am educated. I have fabulous family and friends. I have many outlets for my creativity.

For others, that’s not always the case.

There’s a lot of hurting in our shared world today, from blasted economies, to natural disasters, to the freak show that is the Republican race for presidential candidacy and lots in between. I can’t fix these things, no matter how much I want to. I want people to have the chance at happiness, to not have to know where their next meal is coming from, to be able to get a job and support themselves. I want each and every person on this earth to know that s/he is worthwhile and that they are awesome and special. I want everyone who wants to be creative to be able to express that creativity. Pennies in hand

I may not be poor, but I’m not rich, nor am I a supreme being. I can’t make the above happen for everyone in every way.

Frustrating? Yes, of course. But that doesn’t mean I can sit back in my comfy chair and simply bemoan the facts or be all emo.
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Thanks to the Intarwebz, social media and the power of others (e.g., friends who pimp out their favorite worthy causes), I can always find ways to give my .02.

In 2011, I:

They’re not all charities. Heck, I don’t even get to deduct my charitable donations, as I can’t itemize on my tax return. That’s not important. Being able to do this little bit, to lend a helping hand for something creative, something that can truly assist others reach their potential? That’s what matters. Even though my budget is tight, I can pay it forward.

It’s not all monetary, either.

Sometimes, it’s something small, such as listening to a friend or offering to read a fellow author’s short story. Making an introduction to someone else who can help, sending an email. Little gestures add up.

I’m far from saintly. I’m just me: someone who wants to do something to better the world I live in.

What can you do in 2012 to make a difference?

Best laid plans and all that

I had this awesome blog post planned for today. All about why I write and suchlike.

Kit on Bed 8-26-11 Only, yesterday was busy at the workplace, then when I finally got home after a miserable (though short) commute in a ridiculous storm, I ended up just doing a little TV watching and tried to go to bed early.

Operative word? Tried.

The insomnia fairy, may she rot in the deepest level of all the hells, paid an extra special visit to me last night and would not leave.

I tried all the tricks:

  • calm music
  • getting up and reading in my recliner
  • pretending to sleep
  • etc. etc. ad nauseum

Around 2:30 a.m., I knew it was futile, so I got up for good, went to the recliner and “window shopped” online.

I did buy some cute socks and finally ordered a pair of jeans (which I’d been meaning to do), but otherwise, I curbed any sudden, unreasonable impulse to purchase. Kudos to me.

Went back to bed around 4:30 and nodded off for a wee bit, just in time for the alarm to go off at 6:30.

Grr. Argh.

At least today is my Friday (in regards to my regular job). Tomorrow, I can sleep in and start my at-home work whenever I want to. It’ll be another recording day, as I’m plugging along on the audio narration for Blood Bargain. Hoping to get that done and uploaded by the end of the month.

Don’t forget, my eBook: Collected Works from an Unrepentant Writer is still only .99! The price is going to go up at the end of the week! Find out how to buy.

Because there is so much to be thankful for

Pumpkins and Gourds at Market from Morguefile We do this every year: the obligatory Thanksgiving Day gratitude post. It’s a thing, like taking out the winter clothing in October or rotating your car tires. A habit, expected of most bloggers.

Only, it’s not a burden. Not a chore. It’s something I look forward to because for this day, this post, I can consolidate and coalesce all my positive energy and toss it out to the world.

Today and every day I am thankful for:

  • My awesome, amazing, wonderful family (blood & chosen): parents, sis, stepbro, BIL, sort-of-SIL, niece, uncles, aunts, cousins, sisters and cousins -of-the-heart. You know who you are. You all are my sanity and my strength.
  • My friends & fans: Without you, my life would be totally different and far less shiny. I love it when you send me emails (and some of you guys have even sent paper letters!). Knowing that you are out there and enjoying what I produce makes my heart sing.
  • The Intarwebs/modern technology: I’ve been playing online since the early days of dial up BBSs and making connections with people ever since. I’m humbled and awed to know folks on all but 1 continent, some of you, I’ve even met in meatspace. I’m of the opinion that if more people spend time with folks from other cultures, other countries, we’d have a whole lot less strife in the world.
  • Modern medicine & doctors: A special shout out to my eye doc, the brilliant Dr. Nicole Teser of the Eye Center in Alexandria. If it weren’t for her, I’d not have discovered I have a (very treatable) autoimmune disease. I am so grateful that medicine exists and that it works.
  • My awesome workplace: I’ve been there 11 years now – longer than anywhere else. It’s another kind of family; a tight-knit group of really great co-workers and a boss who supports my writing. I’m truly blessed.
  • Being in my 50s: It’s funny, I always wanted to be older, to be seen as wise, mature, whatever? I don’t know, exactly. But now that I’m in my fifties, I realize that this is where I wanted to be. Old enough to be more zen about life, and young enough to enjoy it. Sure, physically I can’t do as much, but I feel more settled, more me, if that makes sense. I can still be a little funky & fun, still embrace new things, but no longer feel the pressure to prove anything. This is truly a golden time.  Maria Lima

My list could go on and on, as there are so very many things in my life I could enumerate. Let’s just say that I’m glad I am here. I’m glad you are all here and that however brief or fleeting, that getting to make contact with you all out there warms the cockles of my heart.

Happy Turkey Day to all my US peeps!! May the food be fabulous, the company sublime.