Saturday, March 31, 2018

Catching up, poem in Polu Texni

During these past couple months of blog silence, I had a few new things published and other things accepted for publication. So in the interest of getting caught up on some of that news, my poem "Ostracizing the Blacksmith" was published in Polu Texni. This is my fourth poem in that zine, and for every one the editor finds a good bit of art to accompany the poem.

This particular poem was inspired by an archaeological article I read at the time about some excavations of an old village showing the blacksmith's house conspicuously separated from the other buildings of the same time period. It reminded me, as well, of a YA fantasy I remember a teacher reading to my class years ago, where the people looked at the wandering metal workers with suspicion.

PS: I found the cover art for that novel. There's a scene fairly early on of the main characters entering the hill country where one is looking for help to rescue his brother. I don't remember all the particulars now (though I did get a chance to reread it as an adult), but there was some sense of shadowy, fear-tinted wonder, that these hills he'd always been afraid of might also prove to be home of the people who would help him. Even if the plot points faded away, that mood stayed with me for years.

Anyone else read the book?

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

"The Towers are on Strike" at DSF

OK, life these past couple of months have thrown a real curveball at me, and I haven't hardly felt like I've had the chance to catch a breath. It probably will continue to feel like that for a while, as well, but I don't like to get into that on my blog.

In fact...when I read other blog posts, and the focus is on blogging itself (including lack of-), I tune out. So I won't say any more about that here. I do have a wide range of news and other items coming up here that I want to get caught up on and ready for, hopefully including a guest soon.

For now, though, I just want to point your way to a story that just came out this week, "The Towers are on Strike." The author notes explain a bit about where the story came from, so I won't go into that here. It's a whimsical story, in a way, though not without a bite to it. A fable, I guess, even without a trace of animal characters.

Do people still talk about the New Wave Fabulists? It's a term I remember coming up pretty frequently as an alternate name for slipstream (another term I don't hear as much recently) back when I started interacting with other writers on the internet. I haven't come across many discussions about fabulism--the genre? the movement? the approach?--recently, though for all I know that may be because I'm no longer keeping up with whatever the key centers of the approach are. Discussion board days are...fading. But rereading this story when it came out the other day, I remembered the term.

A fabulist approach is definitely a significant part of a lot of what I write, especially in shorter forms. Anyone want to steer me toward like-minded writers? Give the story a read and come back to let me know.