I wrote this during the Bersih 2.0 rally a few years ago, and am bringing it back for Bersih4.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Last fall, when I TA'd for a course on introductory science fiction, I compiled a list of venues which publish science fiction and fantasy stories and poetry, for free online reading. How many such venues are there? The answer is: a lot. 56 in my list (which includes two sites of audio podcasts). The list sat on my Dreamwidth for ages, and I don't know if any of the students ever got around to reading any of them. Even I had only ever read three of them regularly, and never read most of them.
This summer, that will change! I have set myself a summer reading goal: I'll work my way down this list, and select three stories to read from each venue. Just three, then move onto the next one. The idea is to get a sampling of all the venues.
My criteria for picking which stories to read should be simple; I'm still doing the Tempest Reading Challenge for most part. However, I've already broken the rule a couple of times, but it doesn't matter that much because for most part, I gravitate towards names that are Asian, and if they sound Western, then they're names I don't know how to pronounce.
I'm halfway through the C's now, and thoroughly enjoying the exercise! I'm also finally reading fiction by wonderful acquaintances whose work I've never read! I hope to get through this challenge within the month.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
This is an exciting week! Besides being the first week of the new quarter, and the week a good friend visits me after five years of not seeing each other, two of my poems went live!
Strange Horizons published "Magpie Wings," a science fictional re-telling of the folktale "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl" in which the characters are separated due to, essentially, class differences. There are several variations of the story: usually she's a fairy, he's a mortal; sometimes they're both celestial beings but have different roles which keep them separate; she is always of a higher class than he is, though, and serves in the Jade Palace as a handmaiden of the Jade Empress. She goes to live with him for a while and they are happy, but her duty forces her to leave. In Heaven and on Earth, they pine for each other, and the magpies on their yearly migration, take pity on them and offer them their backs so they can meet each other. Their story is commemorated in the skies, so I used the common English names for the constellations: Altair and Vega.
My second poem came out in the new Stone Telling! It's the JOKE issue, which makes it doubly exciting. I'm so honoured to be sharing a Table of Contents with really fine writers like Emily Jiang and Mari Ness, Pear Nuallak and Alexandra Erin! My humble poem, "Yes, I Am A Were" is a pun poem based on this joke that was going around Tumblr:
A lycanthrope decided to come out to his friend. On a full moon night, he transforms.
"My God," says the friend, "you changed into a wolf!"
"Yes," says the lyncanthrope, "I am a were."
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Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Every sliver of injustice in our bones
must be picked at, or
sucked from the marrow;
else slit open the flesh,
reach in with your knife,
remove the festering source.
What good are your tools
of righteousness, of goodwill,
if they cannot break the fever?