A few of the little joys I've discovered while stumbling through the past few weeks. With much love and thank you to all the artists out there navigating the rough surf.
Chan Chau takes a look at what it means, and who's reading. (and thanks to Charlie Stross for sharing this)
Cassandra Khaw's short fiction, and Ali Trotta's poetry. (and thanks to Uncanny Magazine and Strange Horizons for finding these stories a home, respectively)
Kristine Kathryn Rusch shows what a lifetime of work in art means; and that re-discovering joy in the work is an ongoing part of the job.
N. K. Jemisin reminded that sometimes you just need to throw it all aside and go play some video games; I spent some time with EA Sports Real Racing 3, Knights of the Old Republic, and Air Combat Pilot: WW2 Pacific. I had to break in a new tablet, you see, and wanted to find out which games made for good time spent... KOTOR holds up on a tablet really well, if anybody reading has any pull...
I read Michael Moorcock's first The Eternal Champion novel, which took something like thirty five years to happen. Mostly because U.S. bookstores only had the Elric books when I was a kid, and I've just never been all that successful at going back to dig up the rest of the stories.
There are others, surely, but these are the ones I can remember at the moment.
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