I have a long superhero comic-related post coming up, sort of a personal verdict on the DC Comics reboot. More on that later.

In other news! My comic "Doctor says . . ." which was originally published in Space Squid in 2009, has been featured in their best-of anthology Space Squid Gone Wild. I snipped the above zombie icon from this very comic.

Elsewhere! Not only am I getting married next year (yeah, it's still happening!) but Val's sister is engaged to be married two months after us, and, my brother is now also slated for a few months after that. This is not even counting the various friends' and cousins' nuptials who fill in what I have been referring to as the "wedding circuit."

And finally! I am sure I'm late to this party, but I just finished Naomi Novik's His Majesty's Dragon, the first in the Temeraire series, and I have to say, this book is fantastic. Someone recommended it to me once upon a time (apologies, I forget who) and it's right up my alley. Historical fiction set in the Napoleonic War with aerial corps made of dragons--yes, please. Does it ruin my credibility if I admit that it made me cry? Well, it did. Two and a half times. That's a new record. And I don't even mind, because it was awesome (the book, I mean).

New Hampshire

I don't think I ever mentioned it, but the reason this summer has been so busy is because I am the resident supervisor for this year's Odyssey Writing Workshop in New Hampshire.

New Hampshire is very much like home, except I can drive down the road and look at the trees, and even though I don't know a damn thing about trees, I can tell they're different here. Also, campus security had a moose sighting on the ballfield one night.

The workshop is six weeks long, and we're about to begin the sixth week. There is an amazingly talented and fun group of emerging writers here, and I'm having an awesome time.

Just had authentic Indian food for the first time in my life tonight. I can't believe I've been missing out on this.

And in a few days, babarnett will be here for TNEO! Yay!

Won't get a chance to go to Readercon this year, which is sad (especially because it's just down the road from here) but there's just not time for it.

But mostly, I just wanted to say that I'll be coming home with thrice more comic books than what I left with, which is a good thing. My first week here, I found the local comic shop in Manchester and picked up Top Ten by Alan Moore (haven't read it yet) and a Queen & Country trade, by Greg Rucka. I was super stoked to find one, because I generally don't see them and I've really been itching to get into this series. I devoured it.

One thing I didn't learn until afterwards, though, is that the artist changes per storyline. This made me incredibly sad, because I fell in love with Carla Speed McNeil. Someone in the class here recommended I check out Finder, which is a comic she published herself (right up my alley, yo) so I grabbed it. It is a massive brick of a book. I also grabbed a copy of the Wonder Woman trade written by Jodi Picoult. I love the way Terry Dodson draws WW; she's so solidly built.

I grabbed these two books at a Barnes & Noble, since I happened to be in one.

I hate buying comics at the big chains. Ever since I got adopted by a LCS, my consumer loyalty twinges when I buy at the chains. Their selection is also crappy, questionable (the Wondy cover is dirty) and the guys at the register... their membership sales pitches. Woof. They're never so bad as when I get comics.

Oh! And there's also a Secret Six trade waiting for me at home, which I got right before I left.

I'm still not ready to talk about DC and their "reboot" and all the shit that's going on over there. Batwoman #1 is still on schedule, but with what they're doing to their entire lineup, will the story be impacted? I just... I can't even.

5 things

Just a couple of quick things.

1. BEWERE THE NIGHT, which includes my werewolf story "In the Seeonee Hills," is now out in the world! It also features awesome stories by justinhowe, glvalentine, and many others!

2. I've been busy writing to deadline for TNEO, this being my second time going. It's an awesome time, and though my writing muscles are kind of soft and squishy at the moment, it's a great chance to take all the half-finished crappy ideas from last year and put them into execution. This next one is about a fight club for butlers.

3. I'm reading KING SOLOMON'S MINES by H. Rider Haggard. Somehow it's been living secretly on my shelf and I almost tossed it in the donate box for the library but thought I should give it a go, since either I bought it at some point or someone gave it to me. I think I picked it up at a used bookstore right around the time The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen (the movie) came out, and Allan Quatermain was the only character whose source material I hadn't read. But I never saw the movie, so, that's probably why I never got around to it.

4. I have hiccups.

5. Nevermind, they're gone.

Checking in

Has LJ stopped being a pill? Good.

Hellooo completed story draft! I never thought you'd get here! Let's hope your ridiculousness is adequately understated. (Because frankly, I find you weird.)

My rant about Sucker Punch

I was expecting a ridiculous campy and fun movie. I did not get a ridiculous campy and fun movie.

Sucker Punch advertises itself as a mix between Inception and Kill Bill. Part of the reason Kill Bill was so awesome is because it knew what it was and it had no intention of taking itself seriously. Quite the opposite, in fact, and when they rolled with it, they rolled it out into something wickedly entertaining. It was fun.

Sucker Punch, on the other hand, took itself waaaay too seriously. I have heard several people, including the people involved in the making of this film, laud it as a work of feminism. It's not. And that point doesn't even have to do with the fishnet fight costumes. It has to do with female characters as empty foils.

THE HIGH POINTS: Rocket (a likeable character). Sweet-Pea (an almost likeable character). Trench warfare with steampunk Nazi zombies and mech suits. Battle robots, dragons, and B-52 bombers. Demon samurai with gatling guns. Basically the stuff the TV spots promised.


(I'm not joking, I'm about to spoil the entire movie.)

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I actually work with a staff of three: Past Me, Future Me, and myself.

Future Erica is responsible for two short stories that need to get done sooner rather than later since they're on a deadline. They're just seeds now, germinating at an anxiously slow rate. If Future Me doesn't get on the ball with this, it's gonna become my job real quick.

Future Me was responsible for filing taxes, but it eventually fell to me. For some reason Past Me never gets that chore dumped on her. Future Me and I agree that's probably for the best.

Meanwhile, Past Me left me a bunch of work that needs to be edited, including three manuscripts. She never finishes anything. Currently the industrial age fantasy is going through a round of revisions and I find myself writing her lots of notes along the lines of "are you kidding me? Were you high?" Which is pretty much the standard memo format.

On the flip side, Past Me is pretty unimpressed with my productivity lately.

Future Me just bought tickets to Sucker Punch but I think I'm gonna steal them from her and go instead, while she figures out those short stories she owes me. Past Me's clean up work is getting shifted to Future Me's desk while I try to tackle some time management for Future Me's docket.

Also Future Erica is, as always, in charge of dinner.

A meme!

(via merriehaskell)

A - Age: 28

B - Bed size: Queen.

C - Chore you hate: Dishes. Oh ... god the dishes.

D - Don’t eat: Anything from Chef Boyardee.

E - Essential start-your-day item: A cup of coffee. Slamming down on the snooze button (several times) precedes this.

F - Favorite board game: Monopoly and Risk are staples, but ZOMBIES!!! became a fast favorite.

G - Gold or Silver: Ehh.

H - Height: 6'

I - Instruments you play: I don't. I have no musical aptitude! My parents made me take piano lessons in school for several years but those were grueling, off-key death marches. Also I have a pretty clear memory that my tutor had no whites in her eyes. Like a shark.

J - Job title: I ... don't really have one? I like to pretend I'm some sort of covert operative. (In reality I'm more of an umbrella person.)

K - Kid(s): None.

L - Love or lust: I'm a fan of both.

M - Mom’s name: Pat.

N - Nicknames: None at the moment. ("Ricky" in high school. I kinda liked it.)

O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Agh, I can't honestly remember. Well, when I was reaaaally little I had some procedures so, yeah, probably then.

P - Pants or pantyhose: Oh pants, definitely.

Q - Favorite Movie Quote: Just one? Have you met me? Huh... Well, I'm in love with The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou.

Steve: Encounter with highly abnormal shark-like fish! Esteban was eaten!
Klaus: ...is he dead?

R - Right or left handed: Right-handed.

S - Siblings: Two brothers.

T - Time you wake up: I aim for seven. I overshoot often.

U - Underwear: Yes, I do wear it.

V - Vegetable favorite: Zucchini, bell peppers, spinach.

W - Ways you run late: Not accounting for traffic. Ever.

X - X-rays you’ve had: Well, teeth, that's a common one, right? Also my knee.

Y - Yummy food you make: Crepes.

Z - Zoo favourite: I love, love, love the elephants. The bird enclosures are cool too, but the elephants are the ones that'll come out and be like "oh hey, come by for a visit? make yourself comfortable. I'm just gonna have a drink here and then play in that dust and flap my ears because I'm awesome."