Carol Emshwiller Bio

Wed 19 Jun 2002 - Filed under: Authors, Carol Emshwiller | Leave a Comment| Posted by: intern

Carol EmshwillerCarol Emshwiller was awarded a Lifetime Achievement World Fantasy Award.

Read the Letter of Intrigue: James Tiptree to Carol Emshwiller.

Notes Toward an Article on Carol Emshwiller.

Read her story in Trampoline.

Carol’s webpage.

Besides her novel, The Mount, and collection of short fiction, Report to the Men’s Club and Other Stories, who is this writer? It’s not just the vast staff at Small Beer Press who think she’s an incredible writer, check out what happy readers and writers are saying about her new books on those pages above, and have a look below too see that this is one writer who has been making readers very happy for a good amount of time!

Carol Emshwiller’s stories have appeared in The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction, Century, Scifiction, Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet, TriQuarterly, Transatlantic Review, New Directions, Orbit, Epoch, The Voice Literary Supplement, Omni, Crank!, Confrontation, and many other anthologies and magazines.

Carol is a MacDowell Colony Fellow and has been awarded an NEA grant, a New York State Creative Artists Public Service grant, a New York State Foundation for the Arts grant, the ACCENT/ASCENT fiction prize, and the World Fantasy, Nebula, Philip K. Dick, Gallun, and Icon awards.

Carol was Guest of Honor at Wiscon 27, May 23-6, 2003 (bio).

Recently, her stories have appeared in Trampoline, McSweeney’s Mammoth Treasury of Thrilling Tales, Leviathan 3, and Polyphony.

Carol Emshwiller is the author of three previous collections of short fiction: The Start of the End of it All (Winner of the 1991 World Fantasy Award), Verging on the Pertinent, and Joy in Our Cause, and three novels Carmen Dog, Ledoyt, and Leaping Man Hill. So, how have her previous books been received? Or her books released by us?

Verging on the PertinentCarmen DogLedoytLeaping Man Hill
(Click on the images to order the books from your local bookshop)

Strange Horizons devoted a special issue to Carol Emshwiller in which they posted an interview, a story (“The Circular Library of Stones“), and a review of Ledoyt by Ursula K. Le Guin.

She lives in New York City in the winter where she teaches at New York University School of Continuing Education. She spends the summers in a shack in the Sierras in California.

Interviews

Bookslut

Fantastic Metropolis

Strange Horizons

Stories

Boys

Mrs. Jones

Josephine

Water Master

The Circular Library of Stones

Films

Pilobolus and Joan (based on Carol Emshwiller’s story “Metamorphosed”)

Family Focus (voiceover)

Skin Matrix

Skin Matrix S (short version)

Links

Carol Emshwiller’s website

Fantastic Metropolis: Three essays by Carol Emshwiller:

How My Husband’s Death Changed My Writing

Resonance

Writing Rules I Like to Break

Biography on Scifiction

Carol Emshwiller page on Alpha Ralpha Blvd.

Tom Christensen — Executive Director and Editor-in-Chief from 1990-2000 of Mercury House

Carol Emshwiller is represented by:

Wendy Weil
The Wendy Weil Agency, Inc.
232 Madison Avenue, Suite 1300
New York, NY 10016
(212) 685-0030
(212) 685-0765
[email protected]

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Author photo by Susan Emshwiller.




Leaked White House Memo

Sat 1 Jun 2002 - Filed under: Chuntering On, Free Stuff to Read | Leave a Comment| Posted by: intern

Memo

From our mole in The Pentagon, June 2002:

Date: Last year? (That would be 1972, right?)

Subject: Who we gonna call?

To: xxxxxxxxxxxx (for security purposes)

From: xxxxxxxxxxxxx (as above)

Ok, look. What the hell are we going to do? Army — and let’s not talk about Navy or Airforce, or the damn “special” forces — recruitment is down to god-awful percentages. What the f*&%? I mean, if not now, as T. Chapman, asked, thenWhen? We ran some numbers on one of those supercool computer Steve Jobs is playing with for us, and it said that we are up the midwest creek without a paddle, a gunnel, or an armored convoy. We need Mom. Not Mobile Operative Missiles, neither Manually Operated Mopeds, but she-who-makes-the PB&Js! It’s time to sort out who the real force in American (ahem, U.S.) politics is today, and we know, if they get their act together, it’s the moms.

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Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet No. 10

Sat 1 Jun 2002 - Filed under: LCRW | Leave a Comment| Posted by: intern

Editophonial

Apologies to readers — and especially to Ms. Gilly — for the missing excerpt from Barbara Gilly’s novel in our previous issue. A mixup between our production department (fifth floor) and our printshop (ground floor) meant that the issue went without the final couple of pages. Therefore in this issue we will provide the excerpt from Ms. Gilly’s work as a special four-page glossy pull-out.

We are happy to note that Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristletreaches double digits with this issue. In monthly magazine terms, this is October. We intend to keep to our regular twice a year schedule for the foreseeable future — although we reserve the right to insert a third issue if and when inspired.

We will continue to publish the best fiction we can as long as we can juggle the dayjobs — and we don’t lose as much money as AOLTW: $52 Billion in the first quarter of 2002! — and all those other wonderful distractions that make up life.

There may be more art next time.

Thank you, kind readers. Without you, these pages are empty, this conversation echoes in empty halls.

Type: Bodoni Book, Trebuchet, Birch. Fixed margins courtesy of long hard nights shifting text letter by letter. Right ragged by choice.

Your turn!

Contents

Fiction
MushroomsBrian Conn — The Mushroom
Steven Bratman — The Fat Suit
Barbara Krasnoff — Lost Connections
Greg van Eekhout — People Stuff
Jeffrey Ford — What’s Sure to Come
Barbara Gilly — An Excerpt from her first novel
Geoffrey H. Goodwin — Stoddy Awchaw
Amber van Dyk — Sleeping, Waking, Nightfall
Christopher Barzak — Born on the Edge of an Adjective

Poetries
Charles Coleman Finlay
— the billboards
— (love poem)
— beyond the peregrine lights

Nonfictions
L. Timmel Duchamp — What’s the Story?
Zines, Baby, Zines!
William Smith — The Film Column

Writers
Who did what. (See below.)


Notes on Writers Whose Work has been Featured on the Preceding Pages

Christopher Barzak has moved from Ohio to California to Michigan, and back to Ohio. His fiction has appeared in Nerve, Strange Horizons, The Icon, The Penguin Review, The Year’s Best Fantasy & Horror, as well as in LCRW. He is happy when he’s dancing.

NOTICE: Lecture, tonight only, at the intersection of the two tall guys crossing the street and the strangely happy Asian woman waiting for the light to change, a lecture by ex-mathematician, ex-Sufi organic farmer, ex-alternative medicine MD, ex-married person, ex-non-fiction book writer, Steven Bratman, on “the unwavering determination to creatively waver.”

Brian Conn lives in Seattle. The rest — besides having eaten a ram’s eye — is sort of a blur.

L. Timmel Duchamp ties her shoelaces with two loops. She adores grazing on parsley hearts and guerrilla gardens every chance she gets. Currently she is contemplating the fact that she enjoyed only 13 years between the last time she was carded (for alcohol consumption) and the first time she was asked if she was a senior citizen (eligible for a discount). She lives in Seattle.

Charles Coleman Finlay‘s poetry and fiction has especially frequently of late. Mention has been made of this in reference to the rather unusual weather experienced of recent months. No one really thinks the multi-talented Mr. Finlay is to blame. Not really.

Jeffrey Ford is the author of the novels The Physiognomy, Memoranda, The Beyond and The Portrait of Mrs. Charbuque, and a collection of short fiction, The Fantasy Writer’s Assistant & Other Stories. Ford’s stories have appeared or will appear in: The Journal of Pulse-Pounding Narratives, …is this a cat?, Leviathan 3, F&SF, The Green Man & Other Tales of the Mythic Forest, and The Year’s Best Fantasy & Horror.

Geoffrey H. Goodwin thinks his life has been (in strange cycles of alternation and repetition): blessed, cursed, and somewhere in-between. He is hard at work on a novel, The Gray House on 747 Comstock, and currently teaches writing and composition at Hartwick College in upstate NY — but feels a beautiful hazelnut-scented wind blowing in a Bostonly direction.

Gavin J. Grant is.

Barbara Krasnoff lives in Brooklyn and knows more about computers than your IT department. She may in fact be your IT department. She has written a few stories, she has published a few stories. We expect this ratio will continue.

Kelly Link is very surprised, very flattered, and very far away.

William Smith is divesting himself of hundreds of 8-tracks to make space for more films. His film column will appear regularly here and on the LCRW website.

Amber van Dyk resides on the second floor of an old converted hospital with a 39 gram wonder birdie, surrounded by stacks of unread books she hopes won’t end up as nesting. Her stories have appeared both online and in print, and she is currently wishing very good things for her first urban fantasy novel, As With Cages.

Greg van Eekhout once wrecked his car and was stung by a scorpion on the same night. A graduate of the Viable Paradise Writers’ Workshop, his short fiction has appeared or will soon appear in F&SF, Starlight 3, Strange Horizons, and Fantasy: Best of 2001. He is a Los Angeles native and currently lives in Tempe, Arizona.


Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet, No.10 June 2002. LCRW appears twice-yearly from Small Beer Press. [email protected] www.lcrw.net/lcrw $4 per single issue or $16/4. Contents the authors. All rights reserved. Ingredients: paper, ink, fingerprints, ideation, may contain traces of art or peanuts. Submissions, checks, books, zines, music, chocolate (thank you RayJuliet), stationery supplies, requests for guidelines, &c. should be sent to the address above. No SASE: no reply. Fiction best approached with care. We’re flying free now, eh Joe, eh? Gravity ain’t got no hold on us! Huh. I think I’m gonna be sick, Joe. Got my eggs and potatoes coming back, they don’t want to be up here, Joe. Can we go back? Huh? Joe?

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