I have returned from Tulsa Oklahoma and the Nimrod Writer's Conference,
my penultimate event of 2012. I had a marvelous time. Fortunately for
me, the lovely Talia warned me via twitter that the weather had turned
quite cold. I snatched up my much loved and rarely used Pink Blanket
Coat of Doom (yes, you read that right) and was warm as a, um, warm
thing? the entire stay.
is a great deal more ~ How to put this delicately? ~ up-and-coming,
than I had anticipated in my snooty California way. This, for example,
was the amazing view from my hotel room.
There are also food trucks, on of which served up Kmichi Fries. Did I order them? Of course I did.
was also informed that Tulsa boasts an anglophile West End, hipsters
with ironic facial hair, and stills resist the idea of Southern Sweet
Tea (yes!!!). The hotel bed was puffy and deliciously comfortable. I
scored a salad with seared ahi tuna at the grill downstairs that wasn't
overcooked or overdressed. (It's my firm belief that only salads can be
overdressed, in all other cases it's best to make the effort
extraordinaire.) As a result of all this, I pronounce the city Most
Although, I could not get tea at teatime on a Sunday. Le sigh.
Self and my angel of warmth, Talia
is a literary conference. I was the only genre writer. Thus I presumed
that I was there to represent the "genre meets commercial Read It
Because You Enjoy It" cause. I hope I fought well and academically in
defense of the frivolous. Yahveh! I hurled 200 years of critical bashing
of genre fiction squarely at the foot of Anne Radcliffe
and then drilled a sleepy Saturday afternoon crew on the subject of
Gothic Literature as the Root of Everythign good (including steampunk)
in a hopefully awe inspiring (but mostly just comical) manor. Conference
attendees left my classroom looking slightly shell shocked, which, in
my book, is all you can ask for from students.
I met the Poet Laureate
of the United States 2011-2012, Phillip Levine
, a charming and decidedly amusing gentleman, as well as whole host of other amazing writers of every ilk.
GAIL'S DAILY DOSE
Your Infusion of Cute . . .
Beautifully wrapped gift from Samantha of Bohemian Romance
What's inside? See my Retro Rack post on the convention
Your Tisane of Smart . . .
Gift from Talia, fab book on Cherokee Nation full of wonderful period photos.
Your Writerly Tinctures . . .
PROJECT ROUND UP
~ The Parasol Protectorate Abroad Book the First:
Release date Fall 2013. Writing rough draft. Crazy encounters and climatic battle sequences ahead.
Curtsies & Conspiracies
~ The Finishing School Book the Second:
Title changed. Copy edits incoming.
Etiquette & Espionage
~ Finishing School Book the First: Release date Feb 5, 2013.
Working promo schemes to begin September.
~ Soulless Vol. 2: (AKA Changeless
) Reviewing chapter by chapter, each drops on YenPlus
by subscription. Print release tentatively
The Parasol Protectorate Boxed Set: Soulless, Changeless, Blameless, Heartless and Timeless (Alexia Tarabotti)
Quote of the Day:
Francis Walsingham, born in Kent, 1536; died, 1590. He was a celebrated
statesman, and secretary to Queen Elizabeth: his integrity was so
great, that he died extremely poor. Britons own much to Walsingham, as
the zealous supporter of the Protestant religion, the encourager of
navigation, arts, and sciences; and one of his favourite maxims should
be deeply impressed upon the minds of youth, "knowledge is never too
~ Mangnall's Questions, 1830