So, I’ve finally posted another entry. I am pleased to report that today I sent out my first revised Clarion story, “Money Is The Best Damn Thing There Is” (also known as the magical mystery tour story) to the F&SF and am getting to work revising “The Silent Horde” (also known as the gasbag story). In terms of new writing, I’ve been making slow, excrutiatingly slow, progress on a new story. Not sure if I really like it, but I’m about 3500 words in and I really want to finish it soonish rather than later-ish.
In other news, I’ve been working quite a bit for the Stanford Daily, both copy-editing and writing. Copy-editing is an interesting journey through the English language. It’s actually quite hard to write a news article that says everything it needs to say and doesn’t come out a bit garbled. The demands of putting so much information in so few words often lead to awkward phrasing and cliche (the later is particularly true in sports writing). And seeing that stuff on a daily basis has made me a much better journalist, which I hope has come out in my own articles. So, it’s been good times. I’m also living in this crazy vegetarian co-op, which is awesome (despite the intense euphoria I feel nowadays at even the sight of meat). The people here are definitely different than the average run of Stanford student.
I also went to the San Francisco Book Fair a few weeks ago and picked through their science fiction and fantasy books in minute detail, coming away with 30+ books for 1 or 2 dollars each. My greatest find was the complete short stories of Edgar Allen Poe, which has been a blast. But I also got Maureen McHugh’s second book (I didn’t even know there was a second book) and I finally own copies of Stand on Zanzibar by John Brunner and Nova by Samuel Delany (two books I adore).
I also got a ridiculous number of Sheri S. Tepper books (for the reason that there were a ridiculous number there, and I had heard she was good) but the one I read, Gibbon’s Decline and Fall, was quite strange. I kept looking at the copy-right page, trying to figure out when it had been written. It said copyright 1996, but it definitely felt like something written in the 70s or 80s. The characters spoke in feminist rants. It was ridiculous. Entertaining, but ridiculous. I enjoyed it, but it was mostly by laughing at the feminist stuff, not because of any sort of thoughtfulness it inspired.
Oh, and my greatest acquisition. Part One of L. Ron Hubbard’s Mission Earth dekology, entitled “The Invader’s Plan”. The last time I read this was back in 8th grade…and I was not dissappointed. It is just as strange, disgusting, and disjointed as I remember. Truly the work of a modern master.