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Hey, folks! I’m Alexandra Erin, author of Tales of MU, Sad Puppies Review Books, and that blurry screenshot of a Tumblr post where Superman is singing to Batma that you saw on Facebook that one time.
Can I tell you a secret? I’m terrible at self-promotion. It’s my greatest weakness as an independent author. I’m lousy at networking, I just hate putting myself out there, I’m always worried that I’m making a nuisance of myself, that I’m annoying people, that what I’m doing is not good enough to call attention to…
Right now I’m at WisCon, and I’m doing my best to get over it because there are just ten days left to reserve your copies of Angels of the Meanwhile, an electronic chapbook of poetry and prose put together by caring friends to help Elizabeth R. McClellan (@popelizbet) with the unexpected medical expenses from the shoulder injury that has kept her from joining us.
I would not be here in Madison if she had not come first and then dragged me along with her the next year. I first met many of the people who have contributed their words to the collection here, too: people like the inimitable Amal El-Mohtar, the incomparable Saira Ali, and the unstoppable C.S.E. Cooney. Later today I’m going to be on a panel with the celebrated author and poet Ellen Kushner, who has also generously contributed a piece. Many of the other contributors are part of the larger WisCon community
The whole long list of authors and poets who have stepped up to contribute both new and previously published works is both astonishing and humbling. You can find the table of contents here, though there are also a few late additions I’m still slotting in. All the works listed there and more can be yours. How? Just make a payment in any amount you deem fair in the PayPal form below, and the money will go directly to Lizbet, helping her recoup out-of-pocket medical expenses, lost income, and other related losses from her shoulder injury.
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The work was rewarding and just challenging enough to be interesting. His co-workers were pleasant, the pay was good, and it left him plenty of time to pursue his primary hobby.
What was more, in Cloverleaf, he and Adella didn't have to hide. He didn't have to keep a shop full of fabric and paper just in case someone wanted to see him making something. He didn't have to Mask if he didn't want to. He didn't have to live in fear of a slip-up dooming both him and his sister. In Cloverleaf, people walked around un-Masked all the time. In Cloverleaf, if you said you were fae at the front gate, they asked you what your skills were.
Which was, incidentally, how Johannes had gotten his job. He'd been in the middle of the immigration paperwork when a red-headed woman had grabbed his hand. "You can Create. That's what you said, right? Create and objects, and you can do cloth? Paper?"
"...yes." The woman had the most phenomenal mink stole... no, it was her tail, wrapped around her leg.
"Good. I need a printing press. I hope you need a job."
"...my sister." he was not normally left this without words.
"We'll find her a job too. You - you I have an immediate need for." She'd hesitated for a moment, and then added, "I'll throw in lodgings, a good two-bedroom house near work. But I really need you."
Ad thus Johannes had found himself settled in a very nice office in a building called simply The Press, teamed with a woman whose power allowed her to take in the entire contents of a book and whose Words allowed her to download that information into someone else's mind without utterly overwhelming them. Zayda didn't talk much, but since she spent large portions of the day in Johannes' brain, they didn't need much conversation.
The most interesting part of their job came when the Press got its hands on a book - often borrowed-slash-requisitioned from new immigrants to the city. Zayda would absorb the text, and then Johannes would get the artistic task of reproducing the feel and heft of the book, although often in better shape than the original. There was a craftsmanship to it, and Johannes marked every book with their combined chop with pride and a sense of a job well done. The Press supplied both the Library and a book store, which, Johannes was given to understand, paid most of his salary.
The best part of his job, however, was that it gave him time to pursue his hobby, and it gave him plenty of practice with the Words he needed. In Cloverleaf, nobody thought it strange if he and Adella had a new outfit each day, or if Adella sold copies of their outrageous get-ups in her little shop. Indeed, a small, select group of people might know that he was one of the two people who made Cloverleaf's money (as well as the city's books) - but everyone knew him as the guy with the best clothes. And wearing a Johannes original was quickly becoming a status symbol in this little town.
Johannes was enjoying his new life quite a bit. And, on top of everything else, he got to make money.
I am loving the one with the strawberry mark on her face. I've just always had a fondness for that style of birthmark -- there used to be a bank teller around here who had one. I have no idea why some people find skin variations so off-putting. I love freckles too. We like appaloosa ponies, why not people? Sure, it's nice to have a doll that looks like you, but I would've gone for this just for the diversity factor.
Previous: In Which Amrit is Confused.
Fae Apoc, approx. now.
Content Warnings: This setting, although not this ficlet, contains rape, mind control, and dubious consent situations.
This particular story contains kidnapping and slavery, bondage, violence, and will eventually contain Stockholm Syndrome.
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I haven't tried this recipe yet, but the pie is something like this
Tuesday, I put more brassicae in the ground!
This time it was a row of Brussels Sprouts, which despite growing like a tall stick of vegetation, require like 18" of spacing. I like planting stuff close together - French Intensive Gardening or Square Foot Gardening style - so spacing things that far apart is weird. But they don't seem to thrive without the space.
Then a row of cabbage. Cabbage! We'll see if we actually eat it...
I've got room for one more row in this bed. I think it'll be half kale and half broccoli.
Gooooooo Team Brassica!
Theme: Wellness Toolbox Bingo
Dates: May 2nd - June 1st
Public Card: Yes
Open Card/Amnesty: Yes
Fills: Anything goes. Remember to use your content warnings!
Prizes: banners will be available at the end of the month and beyond.
If you'd like to sponsor a particular square, especially if you have an idea for what character, series, or situation it would fit -- talk to me and we'll work something out. This is a good opportunity for those of you with favorites that don't always mesh well with the themes of my monthly projects. I may still post some of the fills for free, because I'm using this to attract new readers; but if it brings in money, that means I can do more of it. That's part of why I'm crossing some of the bingo prompts with other projects, such as the Poetry Fishbowl.
Underlined prompts have been filled.
WELLNESS TOOLBOX BINGO CARD
|Forgive||Relabeling||Socialize||Dancing||Yardwork or Gardening|
|Make New Friends||Cuddle with a Friend or Pet or Pillow||Meditation||Positive Affirmations||Nurture Self-Worth|
|Housecleaning||Flexibility||WILD CARD||Learn Something New||Organizing|
|Hugs||Random Act of Kindness||Identify a Feeling You're Having||Surrender||Eat Something Delicious and/or Healthy|
|Go Outside||Get Enough Sleep||Walking||Swimming||Healthy Touch|
(Do I tag this as 'kickstarter' even though it's an Indiegogo? There is no 'indiegogo' tag. I am confused.)
Updated the campaign with more perks! Now for $5 I'll divine for you, for $10 I'll make you a stamped pendant, and for $50 I'll make you a silver set of oracle discs, as well as for $25 I'll make you a copper set.
Regine had a tendency to come to decisions slowly - not because she was in any way stupid, but because she liked to consider all angles of an issue and, on non-critical matters, saw no reason to go quickly. (In that, she was much like the old Grigori that had raised her, a fact Luke would not mention out loud or even think loudly where anyone might overhear it.)
Because of this, she often took long enough to reach a decision that Luke, having already gone through a much more blunt-object style of thought, was taken by surprise by the time she announced her results.
"I believe I should visit this 'Doomsday Academy', she announced, over a dinner shared between their crew.
Luke nearly choked on his beer. Regine raised her sculpted eyebrows at him.
"You have visited several times by now, haven't you? And Michael here has visited so often that they have named a new drink after him. It is a project by an Addergoole graduate, and thus I have a vested interest in visiting."
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So, today we leave for Madison, one day earlier than planned. We won’t necessarily be at the Concourse before tomorrow… that depends on how we feel after a day of traveling, following closely on the heels of a day of panicky, last minute packing and preparations.
If you’re going to be at the Con and you want to say hi and/or hang out, here’s what you need to know:
- Because I have a high degree of face blindness myself, I have a habit of making myself recognizable, especially at the con. My trademark rainbow fringe is actually a style I adopted specifically for WisCon two years ago. Depending on when you see me, I might have black hair with rainbow bangs or full-on rainbow hair. I won’t necessarily be the only person with rainbow hair, but the combination of rainbow hair, a floppy black hat, and a floor-length skirt are pretty distinctive.
- A thing I hear from people quite often is “I wanted to say hi, but you looked tired/sad/lost in thought.” I assure you, that is just my face. I mean, I might be tired. I have a chronic fatigue condition so I’m often tired. But if I let that stop me from having a good time, I would never have one. I am not the most social person in the world, but once a year I fly hundreds of miles and spend hundreds of dollars to meet people and be social. Help me get my money’s worth!
- The face blindness thing is real. If you do come up to say hi, please introduce yourself and please tell me if we’ve met before. I mean whether or not we have. Like, “Hi, my name is Connie Wisconsinconson. We’ve never met, but I wanted to say hi.” The reason I ask this is because if someone comes up and says hi to me, in most contexts this means we know each other and ordinary social norms require me to pretend I recognize them while I silently try to figure out who the heck they are. At con, I’m more likely to say fudge it and explain that I don’t recognize faces, because people are more likely to understand it.
- Name tags make things easier, but understand that even if I see you multiple times during a day, I will probably be scoping your tag each and every time. So far WisCon is the one place where I’ve had to do this that no one has been noticeably offended by it, but just letting you know.
- I am jumpy when touched unexpectedly. I do enjoy hugs, with sufficient warning.
And that’s about it. I am on a boatload of panels and my boyfriend Jack is also on panels for the first time and I’d like to support him when I am able to do so, so my schedule is not going to be terribly flexible, but seriously, if you want to say hi, say hi.