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Feb. 3rd, 2016 06:43 pmIf i do truly wish to write more often, I need to develop the habit.
It's blustery and rainy outside, I'm already in pajamas, having gotten into the shower when I got home from babysitting Tank. I took him to a music class in Melrose today, and I'm enrolling him for a six week session and it's going to be awesome.
I remain a tiny bit bewildered by how fascinating I find every part of Tank's development, and how lucky I feel to get to be part of it. For my little brother's birthday, I gave him a voucher for evening babysitting once a month. For my birthday, my little brother gave me time with his kid. I love watching him discover how to pour plastic ice cubes from one pitcher to another, and how he gets ever closer to figuring out spoon orientation. And I know this body never should have had kids,and I'm glad it didn't, but I long. and I know one seven hour day a week is a very limited dose of child, but I'm grateful that I get to. I had hoped for something like this when Media reproduced, my heart went out to Coolidge and it made my heart feel funny to look at him. But he and Saint are well off and farther away, and so this once-a-week thing never materialized.
Editing class was a mixture of great fun and the desire to throttle people, but I'm going to decide that the fun outweighs the murder in my heart. I have all these questions I'm tempted to try to look into, about where the nook fit into the publishing industry, if each generation claims that the next is subliterate and if that claim stems from an ever increasing number of readers, which leads directly into the idea of cannibalizing markets, if ebooks take away from hardcover sales or draw a new audience, if Twilight is being read by people who would have read something else, or wouldn't have read anything. And I want to know about the sale of short stories and how they're promoted. And I want to go back and read more about the modernist movement, because I still think that there's something I need to learn from it. And I want to know about cookbook copyright law. And I want to read some of those romances that cash in on Jane Austen. And I want to learn about machine learning as it pertains to copy-editing and structural editing and grading essays. And I've never paid attention to book trailers and I kind of want to start.
My increasingly scatter-shot way of consuming media makes tracking these things harder. I went out and bought some shorts and read some free shorts, and I listened to a book and a half with Abundance, and one all by myself, and read some on my tablet, and read some paper books, and skimmed some paper books.
January contained
the individual short fiction
"Midway Relics and Dying Breeds" by Seanan McGuire
"Chupacabra's Song" by Jim Hines
"Alsiso" by KJ Bishop
"Nights at the Cape and Cane" by Max Gladstone
"A Kiss with Teeth" also by Max Gladstone
the collected short fiction
Pump Six and other stories (finally) by Paolo Bacigalupi
Stone Mattress by Margaret Atwood
The fiction
Uhura's Song by Janet Kagan
The Midnight Queen by
Two Serpents Rise by Max Gladstone
The nonficiton
Nutureshock by Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman
How to Get Dressed by Alison Freer.
Abundance and I also played many-many runthroughs of both Choice of the Deathless and A City's Thirst (both by Max Gladstone) that they feel like novels I read. (I also strongly suggest them if you miss choose your own adventures).
It's blustery and rainy outside, I'm already in pajamas, having gotten into the shower when I got home from babysitting Tank. I took him to a music class in Melrose today, and I'm enrolling him for a six week session and it's going to be awesome.
I remain a tiny bit bewildered by how fascinating I find every part of Tank's development, and how lucky I feel to get to be part of it. For my little brother's birthday, I gave him a voucher for evening babysitting once a month. For my birthday, my little brother gave me time with his kid. I love watching him discover how to pour plastic ice cubes from one pitcher to another, and how he gets ever closer to figuring out spoon orientation. And I know this body never should have had kids,and I'm glad it didn't, but I long. and I know one seven hour day a week is a very limited dose of child, but I'm grateful that I get to. I had hoped for something like this when Media reproduced, my heart went out to Coolidge and it made my heart feel funny to look at him. But he and Saint are well off and farther away, and so this once-a-week thing never materialized.
Editing class was a mixture of great fun and the desire to throttle people, but I'm going to decide that the fun outweighs the murder in my heart. I have all these questions I'm tempted to try to look into, about where the nook fit into the publishing industry, if each generation claims that the next is subliterate and if that claim stems from an ever increasing number of readers, which leads directly into the idea of cannibalizing markets, if ebooks take away from hardcover sales or draw a new audience, if Twilight is being read by people who would have read something else, or wouldn't have read anything. And I want to know about the sale of short stories and how they're promoted. And I want to go back and read more about the modernist movement, because I still think that there's something I need to learn from it. And I want to know about cookbook copyright law. And I want to read some of those romances that cash in on Jane Austen. And I want to learn about machine learning as it pertains to copy-editing and structural editing and grading essays. And I've never paid attention to book trailers and I kind of want to start.
My increasingly scatter-shot way of consuming media makes tracking these things harder. I went out and bought some shorts and read some free shorts, and I listened to a book and a half with Abundance, and one all by myself, and read some on my tablet, and read some paper books, and skimmed some paper books.
January contained
the individual short fiction
"Midway Relics and Dying Breeds" by Seanan McGuire
"Chupacabra's Song" by Jim Hines
"Alsiso" by KJ Bishop
"Nights at the Cape and Cane" by Max Gladstone
"A Kiss with Teeth" also by Max Gladstone
the collected short fiction
Pump Six and other stories (finally) by Paolo Bacigalupi
Stone Mattress by Margaret Atwood
The fiction
Uhura's Song by Janet Kagan
The Midnight Queen by
Two Serpents Rise by Max Gladstone
The nonficiton
Nutureshock by Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman
How to Get Dressed by Alison Freer.
Abundance and I also played many-many runthroughs of both Choice of the Deathless and A City's Thirst (both by Max Gladstone) that they feel like novels I read. (I also strongly suggest them if you miss choose your own adventures).
