Snoopy Writing
( Jan. 26th, 2012 09:30 am)

Quick Announcement: I came across the German cover art for Snow Queen’s Shadow yesterday. Click the thumbnail to check that out.

Quick Thanks: My Fantasy Poses post has now been viewed well over 100,000 times, which is awesome. But I’ve noticed that as this continues to spread, I’m seeing a larger number of comments that … well, let’s just say I sometimes take for granted the mostly thoughtful, respectful, and fun comments and discussions from people here on the blog. Glancing at these other sites has been a reminder to 1) STOP READING COMMENTS ON UNMODERATED SITES! and 2) thank everyone here for being generally excellent people.

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It always feels weird to talk about money. Partly this is because we’re taught not to do so. It also feels uncomfortably like boasting. I know a lot of people are struggling right now, and the last thing I want to do is rub their noses in the fact that I had a good year.

At the same time, there are so many misconceptions about writers and how much they make… I continue to run into people who assume I’m rich because I’ve got some books out, people who expect me to live in a mansion with solid gold robokittens and nuclear powered toothbrushes and so on. And I think it’s important to bust some of the myths about writing and writers.

I’ll put this behind a cut tag. If you’re interested, then read on…

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Snoopy Writing
( Jan. 25th, 2012 09:30 am)

Despite the post-con neuroses, I had a great time at ConFusion last weekend. I’ve been going to conventions for about a decade, and this was one of my favorites. Being Toastmaster for the first time was a blast, if a little exhausting. The whole weekend was well-organized, the hotel space works great, and there were so many wonderful people that even though I went up a day early, there was no way to spend as much time as I wanted with everyone.

I apologize for everyone and everything I’m about to forget, but here’s my highlights reel for the weekend…

Author D&D: Friday afternoon, I joined Brent Weeks, Joe Abercrombie, Pat Rothfuss, Jay Lake/Scott Lynch, Yanni Kuznia/Elizabeth Bear, and Peter Brett for an old-school, first edition adventure through the Keep on the Borderlands. Myke Cole and Saladin Ahmed kindly DMed the adventure. Favorite moment: too many to count … there was me attacking an old man with half a jaguar, Brent Weeks and Joe Abercrombie’s ongoing thief vs. assassin bit (with kissing!), Pat’s fawning manservant … author D&D should be a regular part of all cons from now on! My least favorite moment: almost getting killed by goblins. Ah, the irony.

Here’s my badly-stitched wide-view shot of the game. Pete is blurry because he has an extra-high DEX. (There are write-ups of the game from Myke and Brent.)

I Suck: Last year, I proposed a panel in which various authors would talk about … well, you get the idea. I wasn’t sure how this would go over, but we packed the room. John Scalzi, Scott Lynch, Pat Rothfuss, Joe Abercrombie and I talked about our own weaknesses, the joy of one-star reviews, and much more. It was tremendous fun.

Opening Ceremonies: Last April, Howard Tayler (of Schlock Mercernary fame) set a high bar for Toastmastering excellence at Penguicon. I don’t know if anyone can top Tayler’s tuxedo and most excellent boots, but I did my best, going in with an epic hat and a sonic screwdriver. My goals were to 1) entertain people and 2) give a good introduction to our guests of honor. Judging from the response, I think I managed to pull it off. Favorite introduction: “This is Joe Abercrombie. He’s British.” Going up on Thursday helped a lot, since I had time to get to know the guests a little more.

Rocky Horror Muppet Show: This is the brainchild of Tom Smith. Imagine the Muppets trying to do Rocky Horror. Yeah… This was, if I’m remembering correctly, only the third time in history the show has been performed. I was invited to be a special guest star. Unfortunately, I missed rehearsal due to scheduling conflicts. So I got a copy of the script, showed up about 20 minutes early with a few questions, and winged that sucker. It was tremendous fun. Tom makes an awesome Kermit, Scooter was a blast, Gonzo had her own knitted (crocheted?) nose … the whole cast was obviously enjoying themselves, and I’m very happy I could play a part. There was one spot where I was supposed to sing, and I cheated by going full Shatner on that verse, which seemed to work. I hear rumors there may eventually be a YouTube video of the performance. I’ll link to it when it goes live. Maybe.

The People: Holy dung, ConFusion had a lot of guests this year! Eight guests of honor (not including myself), and an epic list of authors. I won’t even try to name everyone I got to talk to and hang out with, and if the con had lasted a month, I still don’t think I would have had enough time. I love my geek peeps, and I miss you all! Except Scott Lynch. I’m onto you, man…

The Panties: Oh yeah. Someone asked about that, didn’t they? As with many things, this is John Scalzi’s fault. He walked in on our D&D game to say hi,  announced he was heading out to by underwear (he forgot his suitcase), and asked if anyone needed anything? Naturally, this led to various smart-ass remarks. I said I just wanted something pink and frilly. John returned an hour later… You can see my lacy XS thong in this pic of me and Kristine Smith. I also have a copy of John’s book, which he signed to me as his “thong buddy.” If I’d been thinking, I would have had us both sign the panties, then donated them to the archives at NIU along with my next batch of manuscripts and other papers.

Miscellaneous: Yeah, a lot of people have seen those fantasy pose pics I posted. I’ve been told I should do a calendar. (I’m thinking about it.) I did a kaffeeklatch which went well. I talked about Libriomancer, and lots of people are excited about the new book, which pleases me to no end. I did a joint reading with Kristine Smith. (Our stories are both coming out in March in The Modern Fey’s Guide to Surviving Humanity.) I did not make it to Saladin Ahmed’s new book party, and from everything I’ve heard, that’s my loss. My friend M’jit brought me Disney princess Kleenex. Big B. made me an Origami Yoda. I volunteered to play punching dummy for the Women in Combat panel, but nobody took me up on that :-( It was a good panel anyway. And I’ve got to give a special shout-out of thanks to Scott Kennedy, my liaison/keeper/procurer of stuff.

Program Book Note: Seanan McGuire was kind enough to write a wonderful song for my bio in the program book. Unfortunately, her name was omitted when the book went to the printer. So please check that out (page 10), and know it came from the epic mind of McGuire.

In Conclusion: A great con, and I will most definitely be back next year, when the guests include Charlie Stross, Scott Edelman, and Mary Robinette Kowal.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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Snoopy Writing
( Jan. 23rd, 2012 09:30 am)

This weekend I had the honor of being Toastmaster at ConFusion. This was one of my best convention experiences ever … and in a few days, I’ll be able to focus on what an epic time I had. But first I need to get through what I think of as my post-con neurotic phase.

I’ve talked before about being an introvert. When I do a convention, it’s in some ways a performance. That doesn’t mean there’s anything deceptive or dishonest, but I’m basically playing Jim C. Hines, Extroverted Author. It’s a great deal of fun, but it also uses up a fair amount of energy. One thing I’ve noticed is that it requires me to turn down some of my internal filters and censors.

And that’s what leads to comments like the one I made during opening ceremonies where I introduced one guest who had been attending since about 1980, and remarked, “Wow … I was only six years old.” Now here’s a peek inside Jim’s brain:

Wait, why did I say that? That wasn’t in my script of jokes. I was trying to point out that this person has a great history with the con, but I basically announced, “Hey, they’re old!” That’s kind of a dickish thing to say. Have I just alienated our guest of honor or made them uncomfortable? What the hell, man?

This sort of thing doesn’t usually bother me too much while I’m at the con and “on.” It’s afterward, when I’m overtired and heading back to the real world, that it starts to get to me. I think back to Sunday afternoon when Sarah Zettel asked me to strike a pose, so of course I showed off the belly and gave my best hip-thrusting pose as I left the panel … which sent a familiar cramp of pain up the back muscles, eliciting a shout of, “Son of a bitch, that hurt!”

Why did I say that? I excised the word “bitch” from my vocabulary more than a decade ago! And it didn’t even hurt that bad; just a tight muscle from sitting in panel chairs all day. Way to go, Jim — you’ve just convinced those people who said you were out of shape that they’re right, because you can’t even do one little hip-thrust without whining about it.

Toastmaster with Epic HatThere were a few other such instances. They get stuck in my head for several days after the con, the little things that I’m 99% certain nobody else noticed or really cared about. Sure, I flubbed a joke in opening ceremonies, but overall I had a great deal of fun introducing our line-up of awesome guests, and all of the feedback I received afterward was positive.

I really did have an incredibly good time. I’ll try to do a more traditional write-up, by the end of which you’ll all be rather jealous. There was the author D&D game, the dessert reception, my guest star role on Tom Smith’s Rocky Horror Muppet Show … I had an absolute blast.

But after almost a decade of conventions, I also know that I overthink. I borderline obsess. And then, once I’ve caught up on sleep and gotten back to my real life, I get over it. But that day or two of post-con obsession is annoying. And I’m a little curious if I’m the only one who does this…

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

First off, because it is awesome: A crocheted Jig the Goblin. (Crocheted Smudge the Fire-spider is also pictured.) This officially makes socchan my favorite person of the week.

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I’m off to ConFusion for the weekend, where I have the honor of being Toastmaster. Basically, I get to MC the opening ceremonies and introduce our various amazing guests, including Pat Rothfuss, Harley Thronson, Tom Smith, Roxanne King, Peter Brett, Joe Abercrombie, Brett Weeks, and Robin Hobb. Those are just the guests of honor, mind you. Check out some of the other authors who’ll be in attendance. It is indeed epic.

So is my schedule, which looks roughly like this:

Friday

7:00 pm - I Suck! In which various authors compete in good fun to play “dueling suck.” I’m excited about this one, which I proposed after joking around with Pat Rothfuss at ConFusion last year. If all goes well, it should be mightily entertaining. Jim C. Hines [M], Patrick Rothfuss, John Scalzi, Scott Lynch, Joe Abercrombie.

8:00 pm - Opening Ceremonies I’m actually a bit nervous about this one. I blame Howard Tayler, who did his Toastmaster gig at Penguicon last year in a tuxedo. How can I top that? (I do have an idea or two…)

Saturday

10:00 am - Jim C. Hines Kaffeeklatsch I’ve never actually kaffeeklatsched before, so this should be interesting. It’s in the Concierge Lounge, and it looks like you need to sign up at OPS if you’re interested. I’m thinking about bringing dust jackets for Libriomancer to sign and hand out. What do you think?

11:00 am - Reading with Me and Kristine Smith Kristine and I will be reading our stories from The Modern Fae’s Guide to Surviving Humanity.

1:00 pm - Science in Fantasy Jason Sanford [M], Catherine Shaffer, Jim C. Hines, Cindy Spencer Pape.

4:00 pm - Care and Feeding of the Writer Elizabeth Bear [M], Jim C. Hines, Catherine Shaffer, Gretchen Ash, Robin Hobb.

5:00 pm - Mass Autographing

Sunday

11:00 am - Future of Publishing Roxanne Meida King [M], Jim C. Hines, Rick Jackson.

1:00 pm - Women in Combat Carrie Harris [M], Jim C. Hines, Scott Lynch, Kristine Smith, Kameron Hurley.

3:00 pm - Closing Ceremonies

And then I come home and collapse on the couch. This doesn’t even include things like barcon time or the Dungeons and Dragons game I’ll be playing in along with various other author guests. I wonder if they’ll let me play a goblin…

I’m really excited about this con. I’ve been going to ConFusion for roughly a decade now, and the con has just gotten bigger and better. Can’t wait to see everyone!

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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My kids got the Smurfs movie for Christmas this year, and we watched it over the weekend. This was not as painful an experience as some of you might expect. Azrael the cat was entertaining, Hank Azaria does a decently cartoonish Gargamel, and I’m rather fond of Neil Patrick Harris.

This wasn’t a great movie, but it wasn’t as painful as some of the “let’s-cash-in-on-80s-nostalgia-with-a-live-action-cartoon-flick!” films.

But when you get down to it, this film is a tragedy that doesn’t know it’s a tragedy.

At one point, the humans are asking the Smurfs about their names, questions like “Are you named when you’re born and that determines your personality, or do they wait until you display a noteworthy trait then name you after that trait?” The Smurfs brushed it off.

Later, Grace asks Smurfette about her origins, and about being the only female in the entire village. Once again, this doesn’t really go anywhere. (Smurfette gets to buy a new dress, and says how nice it is to have a girlfriend at the end of the film, but that’s it … and of course, she immediately has to leave her only female friend!) See also: The Problem with Smurfs.

These are great questions. Powerful questions. Is a Smurf limited by his (or her) name? Can a Smurf ever move beyond the narrow definition of that one limiting trait? The movie starts to go there with Clumsy Smurf, showing his dreams of becoming a Hero and giving him a randomly impressive drum solo … but there’s no true follow-through. At the end of the movie, despite his accomplishments, he’s will always be Clumsy Smurf.

And that’s why the Smurfs are tragic figures. They’re trapped as one-dimensional characters in a 3D film, and the worst part is that they know it. Smurfette knows she’s alone. Clumsy yearns to be different. The Smurfs do occasionally try to move beyond the confines of their names — Grouchy gets sentimental with a green M&M, Clumsy has one heroic moment at the end — but then they’re yanked back from the brink of freedom.

Imagine what that must feel like, to be forced into a single role at birth, a role that not only defines what you’ll do for the rest of your life, but what you’ll be. Trapped. Unchanging. Your name is a black hole, and no matter how hard you try, you’ll never escape its pull. And then to see in humans a freedom that you yourself will never know.

That’s the true dystopian horror of the Smurfs.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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Snoopy Writing
( Jan. 16th, 2012 12:27 pm)

Multiple things making me cranky today, so here, have a LEGO Saturn V rocket, built by Ryan McNaught.

This thing is almost nineteen feet tall, made of approximately 120,000 bricks. Click on the picture for the full photoset.

I’ve posted a lot of LEGO stuff here, but this is one of my favorites. It’s such an awesome and loving tribute to the real thing.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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Wow. I can’t give precise numbers since I don’t have a way of tracking things like LiveJournal and RSS feed hits, but Wednesday’s post about trying to pose like fantasy cover heroines has now been viewed by more than 45,000 people, which is gratifying to say the least.

It’s been a little overwhelming. Thank you to everyone for your responses, and welcome to all of the new folks. The absolute best part of this week has been seeing so many great discussions starting up.

I did my best to keep up with comments, e-mail, Twitter, etc. I failed. At this point, I figured it would be easier to respond to some of the more frequent comments here, and also share some of the great links people have posted.

How’s your back?

I was fine after a decent night’s sleep. Thanks for asking!

Those poses would be easier if you were more flexible/a martial artist/a dancer.

I am not a dancer, but I’ve seen dancers do amazing things with their bodies, and I have no doubt that training would make it easier to match the poses.

That said, I earned a black belt in one martial art when I was younger, and last year received my promotion form for black belt in a second style. I also consider myself fairly flexible. So to the commenter who said the pics are meaningless because obviously an unfit older guy couldn’t do this stuff, I bite my thumb at thee.

Those poses would be easier if you were a woman.

I have no way of testing/verifying this directly, but I suspect there might be some truth here. Some of this might be due to anatomical differences; some is likely due to the fact that males and females are taught/encouraged to stand and move differently. That said, “easier” is not the same as “easy,” and judging from the comments, many (but not all) of the women who tried to mimic the poses found them difficult or unachievable.

This is silly. Who cares?

I do. And hey, what do you know? It’s my blog, so I get to write about whatever the heck I want. Sweet!

You have a pager!

That’s an insulin pump.

You have an insulin pump!

Go Team Diabetes!

You should do more of these/You should do [NAME OF BOOK]!

I might, ’cause it was kind of fun, but I think the original post has made its point pretty well.

My eyes, my eyes! Pass the brain bleach!

Bite me. (I know these comments were generally meant in fun, and I’m not actually upset or offended. Although I find it interesting that these “horrified” responses, even in jest, came almost universally from men…)

Hey, you’re kinda sexy!

Thank you.

The covers you’re mocking are much more interesting than the ones you posted at the end as examples of strong, capable female characters.

Not to me.

I spewed coffee/tea/prune juice all over my keyboard!

The owner of this website is not responsible for any keyboard damage incurred during the reading of this blog.

Links:

  • Escher Girls - female characters in impossible/ridiculous poses. (I’m flattered to see she’s posted a pic of me with a link to my post. Recursive internet is recursive.)
  • Dressed to Kill - a post illustrating male comic book heroes drawn and posed the way females usually are.
  • Fantasy Armor and Lady Bits - an armorer discussing the various problems with most depictions of women in fantasy “armor.” (See also Women Fighters in Reasonable Armor.)
  • Men-ups - men photographed in stereotypically female pin-up poses. (Full photoset is on Flickr here.)
  • If Male Superheroes Posed like Wonder Woman - I think the title sums this one up nicely.
  • Men’s Versus Women’s Poses - LJ user ocelott tries both male and female cover poses, and highlights the differences between the two. (I definitely recommend reading this one - she’s able to capture and point out some things I couldn’t with my photoset.)

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

A while back, we had a discussion on the blog about the cover art for my princess novels. For the most part, I really like these covers, but they’re not perfect.

Now I could talk about the way women are posed in cover art … or I could show you. I opted for the latter, in part because it helped me to understand it better. I expected posing like Danielle to feel a little weird and unnatural. I did not expect immediate, physical pain from trying (rather unsuccessfully) to do the hip thing she’s got going on.

I recruited my wife to take the pictures, which she kindly did with a minimum of laughter.

Being me, I naturally couldn’t stop there. I headed over to Amazon and grabbed a sampling of book covers, primarily urban fantasy, and spent the evening doing a photoshoot. Click on if you want to see the results (or if you just really want to see a shot of topless Jim).

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It’s award time again, and author Catherine Schaff-Stump has written a lovely post titled Why I’m Nominating Jim Hines for the Best Fan Writer Hugo (and why you should too). I am truly flattered, and I think you should go read her post right now.

Hugo nominations are open to attending or supporting members of Worldcon in 2011, 2012 or 2013. My eligibility this year includes:

Best Fan Writer (for the blog)

Best Novel (for The Snow Queen’s Shadow)

Best Short Story

  • “In the Line of Duty” from Zombiesque (Undead FBI agent vs. bioterrorists, which did not in any way start out as zombie Criminal Minds fanfic)
  • “The Blue Corpse Corps” from When the Hero Comes Home (Goblins vs. zombies)
  • “Epilogue” from Human for a Day (Slightly surreal piece about living stories. Yes, this one also includes zombies.)

If you’ll be voting for Hugos or Nebulas this year and want to read something of mine, just let me know.

Mary Robinette Kowal has a good post about self-promotion and some of the ways we try to approach it without coming off as self-absorbed and egotistical. The problem is that a fair number of us, myself most definitely included, are both egotistical and rather self-absorbed.

I.e., we’re writers.

My solution is to turn it over to the goblins, because they’re much more entertaining about this stuff…

Vote for me or I’ll eat you.
Why don’t we try to keep things positive this time? We could start by recognizing some of the wonderful books and stories that were published last year–
John Scalzi e-mailed me personally to say his rabbit chewed up his trophy shelf, causing massive structural damage. The animals are safe, but the weight of another Hugo award could destroy his entire house! For the sake of the bunny, DON’T VOTE FOR JOHN SCALZI.
There’s something seriously wrong with you.
Tobias Buckell is eligible in a number of categories, including Best Related Work for Nascence, a collection of FAILED stories! If you’re going to vote for failure, vote goblin instead … wait, that came out wrong.
Do you have any idea how many people are eligible for these things? Are you going to sling mud at them all?
It’s the American way! John J. Adams claims to be the editor of Lightspeed magazine, but when pressed, he admitted he only edits at about Mach 3. Seanan McGuire is actually a team of hyperintelligent typing velociraptors who want to eat your puppy. Jennifer Brozek edited your mom. Cat Valente isn’t even a real cat! Lynne Thomas picks her nose with a sonic screwdriver.
I think you used that last one in 2011.
Shut up! Alma Alexander sparkles in sunlight! Elizabeth Bear had Snoopy fixed! Shweta Narayan had an illicit affair with R2D2! Aliette de Bodard is the 8th horcrux! Neil Clarke cancelled Firefly! N. K. Jemisin writes Veggietales/Mario Brothers porn!
Jemisin didn’t even write a post listing her eligible work!
Yeah, but she’s a really good writer. It’s preemptive mudslinging. Laura Anne Gilman is 1/4 Smurf! (Show us the birth certificate!) Marie Brennan wants to cast Carrot Top as the new Superman! Saladin Ahmed prefers odd-numbered Trek films! Cat Rambo greenlit another Garfield movie! Pat Rothfuss is the host body for a superintelligent alien beard. Nnedi Okorafor keeps the petrified head of H. P. Lovecraft for a trophy!
That’s the World Fantasy Award. Just stop before you embarrass us further.
Do you realize what we could do with a Best Fan Writer rocketship? Imagine flying that golden rocket to the moon. We could establish the first goblin colony in space!
Golaka can create new recipes for moon cheese and if anyone gives us any crap we’ll drop moon rocks on their heads! The only way for goblins to finally live in peace is to WIN ALL THE ROCKETSHIPS!
They’re trophies! The rockets are thirteen inches high! You thought they were handing out real rockets? How exactly did you think John Scalzi was keeping his on a shelf?
I … I just thought it was a really big shelf.

And now I want to win a Hugo so I can use my goblin miniatures to depict their efforts to reach the moon. I could even create a goblin miniatures vs. LEGO minifigs showdown…

If you’ve read something this year that you feel is award-worthy, please feel free to leave your recommendation(s) in the comments!

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Arctic Rising [Amazon | B&N | Mysterious Galaxy] is a bit of a change from other Tobias Buckell books I’ve read. While it’s definitely science fiction, it’s near-future SF with a strong “thriller” feel. (The genre, not the Michael Jackson song. There are no dancing zombies in this book.)

The protagonist is Anika Duncan, an airship pilot for the U.N. Polar Guard who gets shot down after discovering a nuclear missile being smuggled into the Arctic. She soon finds herself in the middle of a global power struggle. The Gaia Corporation have devised a plan to reverse global warming, but the technology can also be used as a deadly superweapon. (And I can’t say what the technology is without spoiling things, which sucks, because it’s pretty darn cool.)

I like the extrapolation Buckell has done on a world where the icecaps continue to melt and the oceans continue to rise. He’s done his research, and it shows. (Some aspects of the book should be familiar to anyone who reads his blog.) The dwindling ice caps create a rush to tap previously inaccessible oil reserves, leading to a proliferation of arctic settlements and colonies. Those settlements in the arctic have a bit of a science fiction feel as well, which was fun. Yes, I’m reading the book through more of an SF lens than a thriller one.

This was a pretty fast read, with colorful characters, a bit of dangerous romance, international intrigue, spies, guns, all leading to a desperate, high-stakes climax.

If you’re familiar with Buckell’s work, this book has some of his trademarks: awareness that there’s more to the world than the United States; significant nonwhite characters (Anika is neither white nor straight); sailing ships written by someone who’s actually lived on one; and lots of action.

Given that climate change is a hot political topic right now, I suspect some readers will denigrate the book as leftist liberal propaganda, and that’s unfortunate. I’ll admit there were a few points early on where I felt like the message started to overtake the story. But then I started wondering if this was due to the fact that in the U. S., any mention of climate change has become so highly politicized. In other words, it’s not that Buckell is preaching; it’s more that political groups have been screaming and squawking and flat-out lying at me about global warming issues for so long that it affected my reading of the book, which is unfortunate.

Overall, Arctic Rising does exactly what good science fiction is supposed to do: examines the current science and research, makes predictions about the future, and writes a rousing story about that future.

This book comes out on February 28.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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( Jan. 5th, 2012 09:30 am)

It’s been a pretty good week so far!

  • Yesterday, I finished and submitted LIBRIOMANCER to my editor. One day ahead of my deadline, no less! There will be at least one more round of revision once she’s read it, but for now, it’s DONE!!! It came in at just over 100,000 words, and they’re all PERFECT (except for one spot where I wrote Timon instead of Pumbaa.)
  • As if to mark the occasion, my agent e-mailed yesterday to let me know we had sold rights to the first two Princess books to Turkey. Woo hoo!
  • I have an essay called “Writing About Rape” in the latest issue of Apex Magazine.
  • LIBRIOMANCER bookmarks arrived yesterday, and they look great. I shall commence handing them out at ConFusion, and will probably be offering/asking to mail some out to folks as we get closer to the release date.
  • I got an e-mail yesterday with a picture of STEPSISTER SCHEME on the shelf at a college bookstore, where it’s listed as a required text for a class. That’s pretty darn cool!

It’s strange to be done, to not know what I have to work on during my lunch break today. Should I start planning book two, or should I dive into that short story that’s due in a few months? I don’t know. I could do either one if I wanted to! Whoa … I don’t know how to handle that kind of freedom!

The past few months have been pretty hectic, and I want to say publicly how much I appreciate all of the support and understanding my wife and kids have given me. Hopefully I’ll be able to pay some of that back now.

As for the book … well, you’ll be able to decide for yourself in August whether all of that time and work paid off, but personally, I think it’s pretty darn awesome, and I hope you will too.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Throne of the Crescent Moon [Amazon | B&N | Mysterious Galaxy] is Saladin Ahmed’s first fantasy novel.

It’s good. You should read it.

What, you want more? Okay, fine. Here’s the official summary from the publisher:

The Crescent Moon Kingdoms, land of djenn and ghuls, holy warriors and heretics, Khalifs and killers, is at the boiling point of a power struggle between the iron-fisted Khalif and the mysterious master thief known as the Falcon Prince.  In the midst of this brewing rebellion a series of brutal supernatural murders strikes at the heart of the Kingdoms. It is up to a handful of heroes to learn the truth behind these killings.

One of those heroes is Doctor Adoulla Makhslood, “the last real ghul hunter in the great city of Dhamsawaat,” and he’s awesome. He’s old, he’s burnt out, and dammitall he’s doing the best he can. He’s not invulnerable or superhuman, and he’s facing a darkness more powerful than anything he’s encountered in his long career as a ghul hunter.

You also have Raseed bas Raseed, a badass holy warrior whose time with Adoulla creates a wonderful conflict between the rigid purity of Raseed’s religious beliefs and the messiness of the real world. He and Adoulla are joined by Zamia Badawi, who is just as deadly as Raseed, but where Raseed is disciplined and focused, Badawi is raw and passionate and angry.

Ahmed does a great job with his characters, making you feel for them in a way few authors can. The worldbuilding was refreshing as well. I love that Adoulla’s magic is faith-based, and the contrast between his faith and Raseed’s. The city, the tribes, the history … everything feels real. Ahmed isn’t just slapping in two-dimensional set pieces.

The book gets rather dark at time. Our villains are genuinely Evil, and that comes through from page one.

Much as I loved this book (and I’ll definitely be picking up the next), the ending didn’t sit quite right with me, and I’ve been trying to figure out why. It’s hard to get into details without spoiling things, but I think it comes down to the emotional payoff not quite matching up to what I was hoping for. That might just be a matter of personal taste.

Overall, a strong first novel, and I’m looking forward to the sequel.

Throne of the Crescent Moon comes out on February 7.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Shadow Ops: Control Point [Amazon | B&N | Mysterious Galaxy] is a military fantasy from Myke Cole. Myke has experience both with fantasy (I first encountered him online when he was reading submissions for Weird Tales) and the military (three tours in Iraq - I recommend reading his thoughts on the end of the Iraq war). So it’s no surprise that his debut novel has a lot going for it.

The book is set in a world where magic has returned, leading to all kinds of messiness. Oscar Britton is a lieutenant attached to the Supernatural Operations Corps, a military unit which helps to neutralize rogue magic users. But then, after a particularly intense mission, Britton manifests magic of his own. He creates a magical gate to another dimension. Unfortunately, this particular school of magic is, how should I put this … it’s “prohibited with extreme prejudice.”

So Britton makes a run for it. According to U.S. law, he’s earned himself a death sentence. Instead, the military tracks him down and offers him another choice: join a unit that doesn’t officially exist, and join the real fight against magical threats.

This is not a warm and fuzzy book. It’s fast-paced, intense, and at times brutal. Britton is a flawed protagonist, and he makes his share of serious mistakes. While I occasionally wanted to yell, “Dude, WTF are you doing?” I could also understand why he made the choices he did. He’s a good, conflicted character.

Actually, “conflicted” is a good word for the book as a whole. Nothing is simple; there are no straightforward right or wrong answers. Cole does a good job of presenting the messiness of a world where a teenager could wake up one day with the power to massacre an police force, and the costs of trying to protect people in such a world.

This is an ambitious, thoughtful, and at times brutal book. It’s got a different feel than most of the fantasy I’ve read lately, and I’m glad my agent was able to hook me up with a review copy.

But the MOST IMPORTANT thing here is that the book has goblins, and they’re pretty damn awesome.

Shadow Ops: Control Point comes out on January 31.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Continued from yesterday, my top blog posts of 2011, at least according to Google Analytics…

5) Is Amanda Hocking the New Christopher Paolini?

Spoiler: Nope! She’s Amanda Hocking.

4) Legalizing Domestic Violence

In an asinine game of political chicken between the city and the DA’s office, Topeka, Kansas removed a law making domestic violence a crime and refused to prosecute DV cases. I had a follow-up to this one here.

3) The Muse we Really Need

My most popular comic of 2011.

2) Neil Gaiman Facts

I find it amusing that my second most visited blog post this past year was actually written in September of 2009. Behold the power of Neil Gaiman. This list is a serious contender for the most widely read thing I’ve ever written. At least so far…

1) Baby Got Books

I like big books and I cannot lie.
You other readers can’t deny
That when a kid walks in with The Name of the Wind
Like a hardbound brick of win.
Story bling.
Wanna swipe that thing
Cause you see that boy is speeding
Right through the book he’s reading.
I’m hooked and I can’t stop pleading.
Wanna curl up with that for ages,
All thousand pages.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

My family is still in holiday mode, and I’m a week and a half from my deadline for Libriomancer, so I’m going to fall back on the clip show of blogging and share some of my most-visited blog posts from the past year.

It was either that or write “I got a sonic screwdriver for Christmas” to the tune of “I want a hippopotamus for Christmas,” and I didn’t have time for that because I was too busy zapping things with my new sonic screwdriver!

10. Writing: A Reality Check

I did eleven comics this year, which is more than I realized. This was my first comic of 2011, and includes such brilliant, powerful dialogue as “OMG I want to have all the babies and name them after you!”

9. The Write Agenda vs. Writer Beware

The Write Agenda is “a group of individuals, writers, want-to-be authors and inquisitive wordsmiths that have become ‘literally’ numb from reading the numerous author help related blog posts.” This group provides invaluable information on that time Victoria Strauss used the f-word on her Facebook page. This site should be required reading for pretty much anyone hoping to be a bottom-feeding douchebag.

8. Reporting Sexual Harassment in SF/F Circles (A resource list)

I want to make it as clear as I can that if you’ve been sexually harassed, it’s your choice whether or not to report that harassment. It’s not an easy choice, and nobody can guarantee the outcome. But I can tell you that if someone has harassed you, it’s 99% certain that he (or she) has done it to others. You’re not alone.

7. Wicked Pretty Things

Jessica Verday withdrew her story from the Wicked Pretty Things anthology after receiving a note from the editor which stated that her story “would have to be published as a male/female story because a male/male story would not be acceptable to the publishers.”

6. Jane C. Hines 

Jane C. Hines’ first fantasy novel, Goblin Quest, came out in 2006 from DAW. She sold two more goblin books, then published a series about three kick-ass fairy tale princesses. She’s currently writing the third draft of a modern fantasy book called Libriomancer. She also maintains a moderately popular blog. But while she and I have had parallel careers, the results haven’t matched up exactly…

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

A week or so back, I offered to send bookplates to anyone who would be giving one or more of my books for the holidays and wanted to transform them into “autographed” books. I’ve done this for the past few years, mostly because it seemed like a nice thing to do for my fans and readers. (And hey, maybe it would encourage a few more people to buy and give my books as gifts.)

This year, that offer was picked up by various “Free stuff!” blogs. You can see a little of this on Twitter.

Off-topic, “samplesexpress” is not the best Twitter handle, folks. Also, thanks to Mike for the shoutout on my comic!

Anyway, my Inbox started popping with messages from folks who had never heard of me or my books, but wanted their Free Stuff! This created a problem. I don’t have the time to send this to everyone who surfs the freebie blogs, e-mailing for every offer that shows up. And since these bookplates cost me money to have printed and to mail, I can’t really afford to do so, either.

Sometimes it was easy to tell the person was just angling for Free Stuff. An e-mail with nothing but a mailing address? Deleted. (In my post, I asked people to let me know which book they were buying, and who they were giving it to.) Another person asked for an autographed bookplate to go in Kitemaster … a book which is only available in e-book format.

For the rest, I tried to come up with a way to separate genuine readers/fans from the folks who are basically reverse spamming me. I sent out quick e-mails explaining my situation and asking them to tell me the first word on page XX of whatever book they mentioned.

This is all making me rather cranky, especially when people are unable to answer but continue to e-mail. Either they’re expending a rather disproportionate amount of effort trying to trick me into sending them a silly little sticker, or else they’re genuinely trying to get something nice to go with a gift of my book(s) and we’re somehow miscommunicating, which means I’m basically being a dick by making them jump through more hoops.

At this point, I’ve updated my original blog post to let folks know the giveaway is over. It’s too late for me to mail anything to arrive for holiday gift-giving anyway. For the handful of folks who e-mailed me back, I think I’ll just send the bookplates and err on the side of not-being-a-dick.

But dang … this was not how I wanted to feel at the end of this thing.

On the bright side, I’m at 96,000 words in the rewrite of Libriomancer, and while it’s going to be tight, I still expect to make my deadline. Yay me!

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

If you don’t know what slash is, then this might not be the holiday carol for you…

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Have Yourself a Slashy Little Christmas
by Jim C. Hines

Have yourself a slashy little Christmas.
Let your fandoms play.
Give She-Ra
And Xena one romantic day.

Have yourself a slashy little Christmas.
Throw canon aside.
Give Harry
And Draco one last “broomstick ride.”

Pair Magneto with Wolverine,
Xavier and Mister Clean.
Friends and foes who are so much more,
Time to let them all explore.

Kirk and Spock,
Or Optimus and Starscream.
Make your pairings hot.
Give old Smaug some sexytimes with Tiamat.
And have yourself some slashy little Christmas plots.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Snoopy Writing
( Dec. 19th, 2011 09:30 am)

I’ve dropped the price on both of my e-book collections at Amazon and B&N. (The price at iBooks and Kobo should be following shortly.)

Kitemaster and Other Stories [Amazon | B&N], which collects six of my lighter short stories and includes a preview of Libriomancer, is now $2.99.

And for the next two weeks, Goblin Tales [Amazon | B&N] is only ninety-nine cents.

  

From a business perspective, I’ll be fascinated to see how this plays out. I submitted the price change over the weekend. What fascinates me is that after Goblin Tales dropped to $.99, sales quickly jumped, despite the fact that I hadn’t yet announced the change. I had only sold 7 copies on Amazon this month. In the past 24 hours, that’s doubled to 14 copies. Not a huge number, I know, but interesting…

My bookstore page includes purchase links to various sites. I know that readers outside of the U.S. probably won’t see the same pricing, due to VAT and other issues. If the books are overpriced or unavailable in your area, please contact me directly and we can work something out via PayPal.

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

Rudolph the Autocorrected Reindeer
by Jim C. Hines

Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
had a very shifty nose.
And if you ever saw it,
you would even say it flows.

All of the other desk deer
used to laugh and call him Benares.
They never let porn Rudolph
join in any reindeer glams.

Then one foggy Crust ass Eve,
Santa came to say,
“Rico Leo with your nose so Brit,
won’t you fuse my sleigh to goth?”

Then all the reindeer lobed him,
as they sh*tted out with glee,
“Rifleman the red-nosed reindeer,
you’ll go down in hosiery!”

Mirrored from Jim C. Hines.

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