Kelly McCullough's Blog, page 37

Fri…er, Sunday Cat Blogging

Cats on a chaise; less dramatic,
but more entertaining than snakes on a plane



Plz sir, may I has an out?*



Michael Westen right, yogurt is teh nom!



I killiez it now! Plz!



I skeptics at your extraordinary claims, human.



*"you must be this skinny to enter" cat feeder
rather than kitty jail.

I have a new story out in the July issue of F&SF, and Loi...

I have a new story out in the July issue of F&SF, and Lois Tilton at Locus has given it a good review. Woo! Woo! Whenever people review my work, they say I publish too little, and they want to see more. I guess I ought to pay attention.

Friday Cat Blogging

Bones are a liquid, right?


Whole body kitty muffin-top?



Rotate me into more son, boy.


Yes, my precious, oh yes.


Where the hell have you been the past few weeks?



Bleah.

Romantic Times Review!

4 STARS!




Hallaway kicks off a fun new series featuring a young woman who learns that, despite what she's been told, she's not crazy. Hallaway is known for combining the weird and wacky with an element of danger -- and this latest offering is no exception. A terrific starting point for a series and a set of characters that promise to be very intreguing.

Friday Cat Blogging

No, I have not forgiven you for traveling.


Never leave again?


I found the liquor cabinet while you were gone. …hic.


Were you gone? I didn't notice. There was sun.


Four cats and a spouse=Home!

Lady Poetesses

I should mention the Lady Poetessses from Hell collection. It is now out, after years of procrastination. It contains poems by Jane Yolen, Laural Winter, Cathy Tenzo, John Calvin Rezmerski, K.C. O'Malley, Elise Matthesen, Rebecca Marjesdatter, Ellen Klages, Jane R. Hansen, Terry A. Garey, Ruth Berman and Eleanor Arnason. The book costs $10 plus $3.50 shipping and handling and can be ordered from Bag Person Press, 3149 Park Avenue South, Minneapolis 55407. It's good. Buy! Buy! Buy! So we have the money for another collection.

Friday Cat Blogging

Patchwork cat on patchwork quilt with patches.


Mission: Cheese on the counter.


Did she say that you have…cheese?


Carry me away, my minion.


No tasting!


Sleepy kitty, purr, purr, purr


Stairs…Stares

Wiscon

Wiscon was fine, as usual. I was a bit hyper, I think because I was doing a writers' retreat after the con. My first ever. It added up to nine days of interacting with people I don't know well. Usually, I plan two or three social interactions a week, mostly with people I know well. Fewer and I get squirrely from solitude. More, and I feel I'm not getting enough quiet time.

The best meeting in many ways was Pat Murphy's midcareer writers gathering. (This is an annual gathering of people who have at least a few books out and are dealing with the problems of being midlist.) Toward the end, the question was asked, why do we write? We went around the room, and everyone said why he or she wrote. To express oneself. To understand the world. To change the world. To get attention. My answer was, "All of the above."

Thinking

I am thinking about two topics right now. (Actually, I am avoiding getting dressed and going to the library, but that will happen soon.) One is, what's happening to publishing?

The other is, what's happening to science fiction? I'm not sure I understand SF these days. I saw a collection of Sheckley short stories and Ubik in the new SF books section of Barnes and Noble and had an attack of nostalgia. I almost bought the books, because I knew they would be good, and I'd understand and like them.

Summer Reading from the Wyrdsmiths

How long can you survive on the edge? This month the wait is over for Bared Blade, Kelly's second Fallen Blade novel, in stores on June 26. And on August 7, summer reading kicks into high gear with Tate's brand-new paranormal mystery, Precinct 13. The dead have tales to tell—and sometimes they just won't shut up . . .