Late posting! The World SF News Blog has reprinted my story, “Sand, Crushed Shells, Chicken Feathers” for its Tuesday Fiction section. This story originally appeared in Philippines Free Press.
The World SF blog is manned by Lavie Tidhar and Charles Tan.
Says the Expanded Horizons team:
Dear Readers,
Our Issue 27 is up for your reading pleasure. Four stories, by four women authors! Space travel! Mermaids! Gateways between universes! Hindu mythology!
An all-female issue, awesome! You can click here to read my short story, “Intersections”. Hope you enjoy, and feel free to share, if you are so inclined.
Thank you to Elyss for making my day, haha!
Fiction writer Elyss Punsalan runs the monthly podcast site Pakinggan Pilipinas.
And of course you can always read “Reunion” here. :)
My short story, “Children“, is in the latest issue of the Philippines Graphic. Thanks to Angelo Ancheta for the tip! (I’ve forgotten to check, and the last e-mail I received from Mr. Salud was him saying he’ll talk with the Lit editor if my story has been accepted.)
Thanks to Editor Joel Salud and Literary Editor Alma Carpio for accepting my story for publication.
Congrats also to the winners of the Philippines Graphic’s annual Nick Joaquin Literary Awards!
Shameless plug: My page and Usok interview are now up on Rocket Kapre. Thanks Paolo C. for all the hard work!
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This week’s “weekend” started on Wednesday for me. I used up my accumulated days-off after working for nine straight days (!).
On Wednesday I was finally able to introduce Jaykie to my friend, Eula. Pancake House at Market Market + Girbaud (I bought a wallet for my father) + Payless (I bought shoes!) + CBTL at High Street before heading home.
I like Payless. Shoes are relatively cheap and are arranged according to size. So you need only know your size and stay in front of that shelf trying things on.
I bought a pair of purple flats. I have a lot of purple things, but no purple shoes yet.
Jaykie bought leather shoes.
Payless gave us a huge-ass paper bag, haha.
Thanks Eula for the earrings!
Eula and her mom have an online shop by the way. They sell earrings, headbands, and bags. Check out Chic Collective. :)
On Thursday I went jogging in UP. I miss jogging here. I used to jog here all the time, back when I still lived in UP Bliss. Jaykie and I are planning to make a weekly habit out of it. (He wasn’t with me that Thursday though; he had class.)
I wasn’t too fond of Friday and Saturday. Too many blue notes. There’s that trip in February to either look forward to or watch with dread as it approaches. Ah, money. Ah, schedule. It’s awful to feel awful about a looming vacation.
Wish the following weeks are happier.
My poem, “Archaeology“, is in the second issue of Stone Telling, edited by Rose Lemberg.
I also joined the Stone Telling roundtable discussion conducted by Julia Rios. Included in the roundtable were Mary Alexandra Agner, Athena Andreadis, Lisa Bradley, Yoon Ha Lee, and Erika Peterson.
Julia Rios: Eliza, your piece ties together some of the strong themes of this issue in its exploration of the way people and places are buried and rediscovered, forgotten and remembered. Though tractors pulverize the land and turn people into rubble, the mother in your prose poem does not stay rooted in anger. Instead she comes to feel protective of every pebble. The world is in a constant state of flux, and all of us are part of that. To what extent should we preserve past things, and how can we continue to survive and create anew responsibly?
Eliza Victoria: That’s an interesting reading. I wrote the part about the mother to highlight the fact that if you don’t know where someone is, then they’re everywhere. And if they’re everywhere, everywhere is sacred. With the body embedded in the landscape, even a pebble cannot be dismissed.
To what extent should we preserve past things? I cannot say “completely” with determination – in the context of the personal this is considered unhealthy: consider the mother whose son has died and who keeps her son’s room the way it is when he left, like an altar – down to the bed sheets, the posters on the wall, the unopened gifts. One must not do this, one must “move on”. But in the context of the public sphere this is acceptable: we build monuments, we leave the blood streaks untouched, we show videos of the torture.
But I believe this: we must remember. And we must write what we remember, and write it accurately, in case the memory, or the physical proof, gets lost.
My deepest thanks to Rose and Julia and my co-authors.
David Hebblethwaite of The Portal reviewed the November issue of Expanded Horizons, which carried my story, “Parallel”.
He had lovely things to say about the issue and my story.
Expanded Horizons (“speculative fiction for the rest of us”) is a webzine that aims to represent and foster greater diversity in the sf field. The six stories in its November issue certainly achieve that, as well as showcasing a range of approaches and styles. Malon Edwards brings a touch of magic to his short tale of a college football star. Zen Cho tells of a “smell magician” who takes a stray cat home—even though she doesn’t like cats. Eliza Victoria contributes a poignant and very human take on the notion of parallel universes. Silvia Moreno-Garcia shows how humans can be just as mysterious as we might expect aliens to be. Omar Zakaria’s tale of fantasy adventure takes a serious turn and ends up interrogating itself. And perhaps best of all is Csilla Kleinheincz’s tale of two lovers driven apart by magic that may or may not be real. Rounding out the issue is “The Key Keeper,” an excellent piece of artwork by James Ng.
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“Parallel” by Eliza Victoria (originally published last year in the fourth volume of Philippine Speculative Fiction) announces its parallel-universe theme brilliantly, as Christopher’s friend Ben draws up in a car he stole from himself (“’He didn’t see me,’ Ben insisted. ‘And besides, I left a note. Wormholes do work! High five Einstein!’”). But what might at first seem as though it’s going to be a romp proves to be rather more serious, as it becomes clear why these two have visited a parallel universe: Christopher’s younger sister Olivia died in a road accident in his world; he’s there to find another version of her, and take her back through the wormhole with him. Strikingly, the technology for travelling between universes is barely examined; the focus here is firmly on character and emotion, and Victoria explores those wonderfully. The universe to which Ben and Christopher have travelled isn’t quite of the kind they anticipated, and it leads Christopher to ask himself some tough ethical questions. And the poignancy of the ending lifts the story to another level.
About The Portal:
The Portal is a free, volunteer-run, online review of short-form science fiction, fantasy, and horror from around the world. We review work in English and also provide English-language coverage of short fiction markets, anthologies, and genre literary activities in many language communities.
We concentrate on short-form fiction for several reasons. First of all, short fiction is a prime place for new writers to develop their artistry and discipline. It’s also a source of development for editors and publishers, who can learn to work with authors, build their business skills, and make a reputation. Finally, the abbreviated length of short fiction makes it conducive to translation.
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