“Jars” by Fidelis Tan
Intriguing opening paragraph, predictable plot, but I was hooked and I read the whole thing.
(The thing with online fiction is you often read it while connected to the internet. So many distractions! So if you have a story that’s interesting enough to read and finish, then it’s worth sharing, I think.)
I also liked:
“What the Chicken Knows (Or, The Eight Stages of Grief)” by Maria Pia Vibar Benosa
— by Petra Magno
In the interest of simplifying my life, I will no longer update my LJ.
Got tired of cross-posting and those big-ass ads.
So now I only have this blog to maintain. Less work, less hassle.
Ever onward!
Well, at least one of the books. :)
Hooray!
The book, in very good condition, came exactly 14 working days after it was dispatched. If you’re planning to order from The Book Depository, expect a rather long wait. The books you order will be shipping out of the UK. At least shipping is free.
Hopefully my two other books will arrive soon.
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Productive week for me, savings-wise. I’ve set up a time deposit account, and opened another ATM account in a different bank. Soon, I plan to start paying premiums for a pension/life insurance plan. (I still don’t know the rates – I’m thinking Sun Life.)
This is what happens when you get old, kid.
Nan is fifty. She feels the weight of her body, its sudden changes, the weight of her marriage and her little sadnesses, and she gets up and into her car and drives away. Left behind is her husband Martin, and their daughter, Ruthie, away in college.
This isn’t new. I’ve read many stories of runaway wives and mothers. Runaway rich, ex-hippie wives and mothers, who meet interesting characters during their road trip. Of course. But what makes this novel special for me is Nan herself, with her clear-eyed insights about age and marriage, and her honesty.
When I got to the grocery store, the oddest thing happened. I found it very, very difficult to buy anything. I would pick something up, then think, no, it’s Ruthie who really likes pineapple. No, Martin is the one who loves London broil. I wanted to get something special, a real treat, something I liked to cook and liked even more to eat, but everything I picked up, I put back. Finally, I leaned against the dairy case and thought, well, come on, Nan, what do YOU really, really like? And then I thought, my God, I don’t know. I’ve forgotten.
This novel is told through Nan’s letters to Martin and their daughter, and entries from her journal. Most runaways, they run and never look back. Not Nan, though. Every day she sits down to write in her journal, and to write to her family. Every day she learns something new about herself. In a way this is like a coming-of-age story. Not necessarily the term you’d use for a story with a protagonist that is already fifty years old, but the body becomes new when it becomes old. New in the sense that it becomes foreign, surprising, puzzling. Sometimes even frightening.
My mother is fifty. Many times while reading this book I would stop and stare into space, just wondering if my mother feels this way. If I would feel this way, when I get to be that age.
The Mighty Reading List!
Feast for Crows
The Kobayashi Maru of Love
Showbiz Lengua
PGS Horror issue
Floating Dragon
El Bimbo Variations
The Tesseract
The Dispossessed
Our Story Begins
Glass Soup
Here on Earth
The Pull of the Moon
Little Bee
The Kritika Kultura Anthology of New Philippine Writing in English is now live. Edited by Mark Anthony Cayanan, Conchitina Cruz, and Adam David and featuring work by Arbeen Acuña, Liana Barcia, Maria Pia V. Benosa, Lawrence Bernabe, Mae Cacanindin, Catherine Candano, Joseph Casimiro, Marrian Pio Roda Ching, Jose V. Clutario, Isabela Cuerva, Paul S. de Guzman, Jun De La Rosa, Dana Lee F. Delgado, Daryll Delgado, Arlynn Despi, Katrina C. Elauria, Francis Murillo Emralino, Rey Escobar, Apo Española, EJ C. Galang, J. Pilapil Jacobo, Florianne Jimenez, Phillip Kimpo Jr., Pauline Lacanilao, Christine V. Lao, Isabelle Lau, Petra Magno, Johnina Martha Marfa, John Revo Ocampo, Anna Oposa, Zosimo Quibilan, Jr., Carlos Quijon, Jr., Eris Ramos, Ramon Niño T. Raquid, Kristine Reynaldo, Agustin Martin G. Rodriguez, Sandra Nicole Roldan, Chiles Samaniego, Katrina Stuart Santiago, Oscar Tantoco Serquiña, Jr., Vincenz Serrano, Christian Tablazon, Alyza Taguilaso, Rapunzel Tomacder, Eileen F. Tupaz, and Vyxz Vasquez. Exquisite Corpses by DJ Legaspi, Mervin Malonzo, and Josel Nicolas.
I have a poem in it called “Maps“.
From the introduction:
The decision to affix the term new to this anthology derives from the conviction that there are enough surprising behaviors in language present in recent Philippine writing in English to merit a shorthand evaluation that is nothing less than a brazen pronouncement. New, in this case, is meant to careen beyond literal description, although it performs this practical function: the authors in this anthology are young in their writing lives, having published only one book, if at all, and quite a number of the contributors count this publication as their first. This common feature, while pertinent, is not the impetus for the anthology—the most youth does is promise imaginative energy, not assure it, and to host a friendly inventory of potential among those whose early stages of literary production coincide seems simply superfluous, if not vapidly premature, the new reduced to disclaimer rather than declaration. In calling itself new, this anthology holds itself responsible for the literary spectrum it constructs and asserts its position within. It directly engages art’s unwavering fixation with originality—or its more pragmatic twin, reinvention—amid conditions that more and more aggressively eliminate their possibility. It situates itself in conversation with various traditions and whatever its existence renders old, mindful of the fluctuating degrees to which these are inscribed within the works that succeed them. It presumes a pitch peculiar enough to withstand, even temper, the cacophony of existing literature, and consequently, compelling enough to command attention.
My thanks to the editors.
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I finally had time to read the Stone Telling Whimsy issue. Absolutely loved Catherynne Valente’s “The Secret of Being a Cowboy“, read brilliantly – just brilliantly! – by S.J. Tucker. You must listen to it!
The Roundtable is always a treat, made even more special in this issue by a surprise bonus poem. :) Do read the discussion and Jo Walton’s “Sappho Beyond Hades”.
I also loved the art Rose paired with the pieces. The art paired with “The Weatherkeeper’s Diary” was perfect. I’d like to have that hanging in my room.
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Apparently, I also made an impression. Author Amal El-Mohtar said she was “very struck” by my poem, “Sodom Gomorrah”. Thank you! :)
Tin Lao (who told me about Amal’s review) also said she loved this poem, as well as “Maps”. Thanks! (Do read her poem, “The Difference Between Abundance and Grace“. The fallen and the bruised on the fragrant lawn and a woman who chooses and chooses what is worth saving.)
I can’t wait to sit down and read the entire KK anthology.
Sappho Beyond Hades
Jo Walton
The shades are silent and there is no making.
She misses the warmth of sunlight on stone
and the sound of children playing.
There are children here, but they are all so grave,
like their elders, moving gravely through death’s halls.
She misses the bright constellations, she misses burning.
She has begun to forget the sound of the sea
and the heft of words.
When she has forgotten how to yearn
when not even blood will bring back names to her
she will slip down through Lethe to begin once more
with “Aaa, oooh, milky goo”, and that is a star, and this
is what it means when you get the words right.
The Stone Telling Whimsy issue, edited by Rose Lemberg, contains a roundtable discussion led by Julia Rios, nonfiction articles by Deborah Brannon and Nin Harris, and poetry by Jo Walton, Catherynne Valente, Emily Jiang, Sonya Taaffe, Michael R. Fosburg, Caitlyn Paxson, Sara Saab, Susan Rooke, William Doreski, Benjamin Cartwright, Mary Turzillo, and moi. :)
From the introduction:
In “Whimsy” we tilt sideways to look at the world askew – and all kinds of things fall out of the pockets. There’s cloud skeins and language and landscape. There’s salt, and portraiture in mushrooms, and a rice cooker. There’s death, and photosynthesizing cats, and a six shooter called Witty Rejoinder. Boundary-crossing is a serious business.
This issue leaves a trail of hazelnuts. I think it leads to a place unafraid of saying strange true things. New things. Brain-popping things. We flail around for a voice and find pomegranates. We speak of happiness and pain and who we are and how we mesh, but we are not a crowd of lookalikes. Some of us love mythpunk, others disavow genre definitions. We argue, and come up with new stuff. Here- however you define it – here, in this sort of speculative, sort of literary, always in-between liminal space we don’t have to be concerned with conforming, complying, fitting in, faithfully following in the steps. These steps are our own steps. I hope you find what we do here meaningful – and fun.
A few editorial announcements:
Issue 4 will be guest-edited by Shweta Narayan and J. C. Runolfson. Please send them stuff!
My future plans include an International Mythic issue (Stone Telling 5), and a Science and Science Fiction Issue (Stone Telling 6). More information soon!
Congratulations to Stone Telling 1 and 2 poets who were nominated for the Rhysling Award:
Mary Alexandra Agner, “Tertiary” (issue 2)
Tara Barnett, “Star Reservation” (issue 1)
Amal El Mohtar, “The Winter Tree” (issue 2)
Samantha Henderson, “The Gabriel Hound” (issue 1)
Sonya Taafe, “Domovoi, I Came Back” (issue 1)And finally, I’d like to welcome the newest addition to the Stone Telling team. Jennifer Smith is our tireless proofreader and occasional html wrangler.
Happy reading!
Rose Lemberg, editor
A few editorial announcements:
Issue 4 will be guest-edited by Shweta Narayan and J. C. Runolfson. Please send them stuff!
My future plans include an International Mythic issue (Stone Telling 5), and a Science and Science Fiction Issue (Stone Telling 6). More information soon!
Congratulations to Stone Telling 1 and 2 poets who were nominated for the Rhysling Award:
Mary Alexandra Agner, “Tertiary” (issue 2)
Tara Barnett, “Star Reservation” (issue 1)
Amal El Mohtar, “The Winter Tree” (issue 2)
Samantha Henderson, “The Gabriel Hound” (issue 1)
Sonya Taafe, “Domovoi, I Came Back” (issue 1)
And finally, I’d like to welcome the newest addition to the Stone Telling team. Jennifer Smith is our tireless proofreader and occasional html wrangler.
Happy reading!
Rose Lemberg, editor
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