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FOGcon!

FOGcon! FOGcon FOGcon!

March 30 – April 1, at the Walnut Creek Marriott. FOGcon is a literary convention modeled after WisCon and Readercon, but it’s developing its own identity as, well, awesome.

This year our theme is The Body, and we have honored guests Nalo Hopkinson and (from a distance) Shelley Jackson, with Honored Ghost Mary Shelley.

Last year, people told us we had the best programming they’d seen in a long time, and I think it’s true again this year! Personally, I am most excited about “Loving Something Problematic,” “Let’s Design Some Aliens,” “What Authors Can Learn From Indie Musicians” (a solo presentation from a successful indie musician, about self-promotion), and Nalo’s Honored Guest Presentation, in which she’s going to have us all play Red Rover and Octopus Is Hungry and so on. (Did anyone else play Octopus Is Hungry? Is that a Midwest thing?)

Pre-registration closes today, so get your membership if you haven’t yet. You can also join at the door. Please do come check us out–as a new con, we need all the support we can get. We’re _so_ close to a sustainable size and I really want to get there, so that FOGcon 3 will be possible. Bring a friend or coworker if you can! The programming is interesting both to avid sf/f readers and more casual fans.

And I’m thinking I’ll do some Christina Perri at karaoke this year. 🙂

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My 2011 Nebula/Hugo nominations

These are my nominations for Nebula and Hugo awards this year. I only did short stories and novelettes, but I read (or started) almost everything sent to me. Plus other stuff of course. If anyone’s looking for a last-minute add to their ballot, these are all stories I loved. Apparently my choices this year are themed around time anomalies, evil corporations, and unusual viewpoints…

Short Story

As We Report to Gabriel — Tina Connolly, Fantasy Magazine

A love story among the fae, in a world where “good people do not let fairies live with them.” I probably like 98% of Tina’s work that I’ve read. She has a genius with prose that most writers only dream of. Consider this sentence from the POV of a fairy: “Once I was hiding on a girl’s golden dress and I forgot I was someone and I went home with her and through the wash.”

Mama, We Are Zhenya, Your Son — Tom Crosshill, Lightspeed

One of the most underestimated challenges in fiction writing is capturing the POV of a child. Most writers succumb to making their narrator either too impossibly cute or unrealistically naive. Not so in this excellent story, where we see a world tragedy unfold through the eyes of a very unusual eight-year-old boy.

Movement — Nancy Fulda, Asimov’s

I admit, I love stories with great points of view–and this one is a fabulous visit into the mind of a young woman with temporal autism, who perceives time completely differently from her family. She faces a huge decision about whether to “fix” her brain or stay the way she is. This tale is lovely and bittersweet.

“Run” Bakri Says — Ferrett Steinmetz, Asimov’s

A girl’s brother builds a real-world save point, like in a video game. And now she has to use that save point to try and rescue him, over and over. Dying hurts, in case you didn’t know. I haven’t tried myself, but Link always seems so mad at me when I make him fight the same bosses over and over…

Woman Leaves Room — Robert Reed, Lightspeed

A sentient computer program “lives” through 8 billion years of human history. Man, it’s a lonely lifetime. I liked seeing such a long period of time through glimpses of awareness.

Novelette

The Migratory Patterns of Dancers — Katherine Sparrow, GigaNotoSaurus

Lots of birds are extinct. So corporations splice bird DNA into humans, who then bicycle around the wasted world and dance for tourists at national parks. What? Well, it works, and it’s awesome.

The Taste of Promises — Rachel Swirsky, Life On Mars anthology

Two brothers run away from home in order to get an extra body–since one of them has been living in a computer for most of his life. Like most Swirsky stories, it’s a good combo of beautiful language and compelling characters.

The Nearest Thing — Genevieve Valentine, Lightspeed

I’m a sucker for the Galatea myth, having written a story about this myself. Anyway, a programmer is hired to make AIs which are nearly human, with dangerous results (of course). What I loved so much here was the dark view of corporations, especially ones that take such an active interest in your health. (They email you when you’ve had too much caffeine and suggest therapy instead.)

Six Months, Three Days — Charlie Jane Anders, Tor.com

Two people who can see the future date each other. If you knew before getting into a relationship that it would end badly, would it still be worthwhile to have it? What if both of you knew, but one of you thought there were other possible futures that might be found? The best part here is how well-drawn these two characters are–they feel completely real to me.

Bronsky’s Dates With Death — Peter David, F&SF

A guy who won’t shut up about dying annoys the crap out of Death. Fun premise and nice delivery. The ending is what made the story for me.

So that’s it. You’ve got another month for Hugo reading, but Nebula noms are due on Wednesday.

And if you’re reading anyway, please consider The Sighted Watchmaker at Lightspeed, which will be reprinted in Rich Horton’s “Year’s Best” anthology. Thank you, and happy reading!

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Super Bowl party?

Any of my friends in the Bay Area holding a Super Bowl party that I could invite myself to? I’ll bring snacks and drinks and so on. I don’t have a TV and I’d rather not go to a sports bar.

ETA: Yay, I have a place to go! Thanks, imnotandrei!

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Letter from a former slave

This has been going around the net in the last few days, and if you haven’t seen it, you really must. It’s amazing.

Letters of Note: To My Old Master.

The year is 1865. A former slaveowner writes to one of his slaves, requesting that he return to service. Of course, the slave is now a free man–and he writes one hell of a letter to his former master. It starts like this:

Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin’s to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living.

…and it only gets better from there. Go read it.

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“The Sighted Watchmaker” in Year’s Best anthology

Rich Horton will be reprinting The Sighted Watchmaker in The Year’s Best Science Fiction and Fantasy 2012. Yay!

Other business-related news: I am reading stories from 2011 so I can make nominations for the Hugo and Nebula awards. If you’re a writer who’s published something this year that you’d like me to consider, please post a link in the comments or just email me the story. I’ll try to get to everything (one story per person, please).

And if you’re a writer who’s also reading/nominating, I hope you’ll consider The Sighted Watchmaker, which was published in Lightspeed in December 2011. Thank you!