June 6th, 2011


Monday Update 6-6-11

These are some posts from the later part of last week, in case you missed them:
California Bans Styrofoam Containers
Art by Meeks
Invisible Indians
GM Genocide

Torn World writing update:
Approved as canon: "Squiggles: Excerpts from Nleimen's Journal," "On the Rocks," "Clouds in the Morning," (fiction) "Steam Power," "Cage of Hope" (poetry).  Back to me for edits: "Cutting Time," "Scars of Stone" "Catch and Release," "Swept Away" (fiction), "Seafoam Fashions" (poetry).  Currently in front of the canon board: Nothing, wow!  Drafted: "Cutting Cords and Clasping Hands," "Like Ash Before the Wind," (fiction) and "The Hearsay Cafe," "The Colors of the Rainbow," (poetry).  In revision at home: "Water Dance," "The Green Speech," "When the Wind's Teeth Sing," (fiction).  Currently writing: "From Dark to Bright," "Raining Kittens," "Catch of the Day" (fiction).

The epic poem "Igor's Creature" is now in microfunding.  This is ... well, a mix of horror and science fiction with a large helping of sociology and a wry twist of humor.  The epic poem "A Periodic Table of Elementals" is ahead of production.

I've finished my latest project for Llewellyn, a set of month spells for the </span>2013 Witches' Calendar.

The next Poetry Fishbowl will be on Tuesday, June 7 with a theme of "alternative sexuality and gender studies."  Please mark your calendar and spread the word.

Torn World: "Lookbacks"

If you are a Torn World supporter, you can now read my story "Lookbacks," in which Fala and her age-mates play a game using nuts.  It can be sponsored for $7.75 (or 8 Torn World credits).

Fala leaned over her task, carefully twirling the tiny drill against the hard shell of the fiilabert nut. She blew the shavings away. Eyeballing the hole, she compared its size to the width of her sinew.

"Are you done yet?" asked Birka, bouncing on the bunk next to Fala. "I want to play."

"Almost," said Fala. She poked the stiff sinew through the hole. Then she tied a trefoil knot below and above the nut to anchor it, followed by another at the far end of the foot-long sinew. "All right, this is my third ram. The rest of these can serve as ewes." Fala scooped up a handful of loose nuts.

"I'm glad that we went out gathering nuts," said Birka. The two girls headed outside. "I like getting to keep the food rejects for games."

If you like this story and want to see more like it, please consider sending me credits or karma through Torn World's crowdfunding options.  Not a Torn World member, but still want to support the work? I have a permanent PayPal button on my LJ profile page.

Luna Moth

This evening, I saw ...

... this awesome luna moth clinging to a bush in our yard. I am immensely flattered: these are rare, lovely creatures and fussy about where they live. Also rather fey. This is only the second live one I've seen; the other was years ago, on a trip far to the south of here. It's like going outside to find the moon come down to Earth, with wings of smooth green cheese.