Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Kyle Cassidy and the Energizer Bunny ... Separated at Birth?

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As anybody who even casually follows this blog knows, Kyle Cassidy has a project going, Where I Write, photos of authors in their work spaces. So far it's been plugged in both Wired and Boing-Boing, and the contract for the inevitable book hasn't even been signed yet.

Well, Kyle went to his first Worldcon -- Anticipation in Montreal -- a week and a half ago, in part to publicize the project, excerpts of which were published in the program book. And as long as he was there, he set up his gear and started photographing fans! Show above is my own amateurish snapshot of Kyle at work. The guy is astonishing to watch. He focuses, frames, takes a few fast shots and in a matter of seconds comes up with a picture that's an honest portrayal of how his subject really looks and attractive at the same time.

Sort of the anti-matter universe opposite of a driver's license photo.

The results were so good that they spawned several more projects in Kyle's fertile mind. In addition to at least one other project he shot at the convention just as long as he was there. Kyle really is, to borrow John Irving's term, Captain Energy.

And it's contageous. Back in the early Eighties, it was new stories by the likes of Stan Robinson or Bruce Sterling that got me fired up to write more. Now it's just hanging around with Kyle. He reminds me just how much fun work can be.


And as long as we're talking about Ponyo . . .

I went to see Miyazaki's latest yesterday. Fabulous stuff. There's been a certain amount of grumbling because it's not better than Spiritied Away. But that's not what he set out to do. He's made a children's film for children. And it's a great one.

You should rush out to see it in the theater right away, though, because it's distributed by Disney which has a vested interest in keeping it away from American eyes.

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Monday, August 17, 2009

The Annotated Worldcon Badge.

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This was the badge I wore last week at Anticipation, the 2009 Worldcon. There’s more to it than meets the eye, so I thought I might share its semiotics with you. The annotations run from top to bottom:

Rocket Pin. Given to all Hugo nominees. Mike Resnick has on occasion worn all of his dozens of nominee pins, giving him a formidably martial appearance. He and I have a cherished tradition on those years when we are both nominated for the same award of each expressing the hope that the other wins. We are both rationalists and know that this will in no way influence the outcome.

Pen Nib Star. Commissioned by Jay Lake and distributed to everyone who was ever nominated for the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer. At the Hugo Losers Party, I spoke with Spring Schoenhuth, the artist, who pointed out that the nibs are all slightly tilted, making of it a propeller, thus signifying that the wearer is (or was) a “rising star.” Decidedly nifty. In an excess of whimsy, Jay also commissioned a tiara to be worn by the award’s winner, possibly inspired by a similar piece of jewelry imposed upon the winner of the Tiptree Award. Luckily, David Anthony Durham, this year’s winner, was able to pull off wearing it with panache.

Fleur-de-Lis Rocket Logo. A very nice design, combining the Canadian flag and science fiction imagery, while noting Quebec’s French heritage. There were four earlier Canadian Worldcons in 1948, 1973, 1994, and 2003, but this was the first in Francophone Canada.

Good Grief Charles Brown Button. These were handed out and I strongly suspect commissioned by Ellen Klages. The founder and editor of Locus died in his sleep on the plane home from Readercon less than a month before Anticipation. An inveterate Worldcon-goer, Charles would be pleased to know that he was once again present, if only in spirit.

Small Stickers. Given out at the entrance to parties, particularly bid parties, to mark the wearer as a supporter. Fast Forward is a cable access program in Arlington, Virginia, which airs interviews with SF and fantasy authors, along with reviews and related news items. Their party featured bottles of soda with photographs of such interviewees as Connie Willis, Nalo Hopkinson, and yours truly. Neil Gaiman, who was writer guest of honor, had separate photos for each of his five appearances on Fast Forward. The Texas bid party dished out barbecue. The British-and-Irish party served single malts. The gold star was either given to mark SFWA members, or for good penmanship. In my case, almost certainly the former.

Badge Illustration. By Taral Wayne, the artist guest of honor. Nice guy. The symbolism of his character discarding a book with a disgusted roll of her eyes was surely unintentional, though.

Reverse Side. Unseen are two zippered pockets to hold change, notes, whatever. Also a sticker with the participant’s individual schedule on it. Which proves useful when, after only a few hours of conventioneering, one loses orientation in time and space.

Programme Participant/Participant Au Programme Ribbon. The chief purpose of this ribbon is to make it easy for those running the Green Room to determine who belongs there and who does not. Note the bilinguality. Since Anticipation was held in Montreal, there were separate program tracks in English and French. The French programming had simultaneous translation for Anglophones but this fact was not widely publicized. There were posters throughout the convention center stating that the correction sheets for the program were in error. However, every item I was on occurred where the program book said it would, and was well attended by knowledgeable and engaged fans. So I have nothing but praise for those responsible.

Hugo Nominee/Nominee Au Prix Hugo Ribbon. "From Babel's Fall'n Glory We Fled..." lost. It’s an honor just to be nominated. The winner in my category (short story) was Ted Chiang, who surely has the highest award-to-output ratio of any science fiction writer ever. But anybody listed might well have won. It was an exceptionally strong year for short fiction.

Hugo Loser Ribbon. George R. R. Martin had these made up and handed them out to anyone who’d ever lost a Hugo. They were received with unalloyed joy. At the Asimov’s party in the SFWA Suite, George reminisced about the first Hugo Losers Party, held in his hotel room the day after the awards ceremony. “If any of the winners were unwise enough to try to get in, we’d do something to them like spraying shaving cream in their hair. We carried Joe Haldeman out to the swimming pool and threw him in.” These days the Hugo Losers Party is run by the upcoming Worldcon committee and is by invitation only. No shaving cream whatsoever is involved. One cannot help but feel that something has been lost.

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Friday, August 14, 2009

Mo Better Montreal Graffito

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In stark contrast to yesterday's ingenious take on old-school graffiti, here's something I stumbled across on the way to lunch from the Biodome. Les Vandals Canadiense really have got the mad skills, eh?

And how did I like Montreal as a whole? Well, just take everything their Chamber of Commerce wishes people would write about the city, translate it into English, and there you are. At night the streets are flooded with young people in love (or something sufficiently similar to love for them to work with), strolling hand in hand; eating in romantic sidewalk cafes; taking in the sights; laughing; speaking the language of romance, French ... oh yeah, and drinking too much. Way, way too much in the case of at least one young lady, who fortunately had a courteous young man nearby to retrieve her pants and gallantly return them to her.

Chivalry is not dead.

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Thursday, August 13, 2009

Montreal Graffiti


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I'm still on the road, where Internet access is spotty, so this may have to be my Friday post.

Above is a rather impressive example of Montreal graffiti. This city has got some of the most splendid and imaginative wall art I've seen anywhere. Who knew?

Right now I'm blogging from a Day's Inn outside of Burlington, Vermont. Tomorrow I'll probably take a flying visit to Winooski, my old stomping grounds, hit up a couple of bookstores, and then flee to Kingston, New York. You'll get more considered intellectual content when I fetch up to home. Monday for most likely.

Stopping now. Language going am. Because tired almost certainly am I. 'Night.

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Monday, August 10, 2009

Anticipation Delenda Est



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The Worldcon is over. I've been here four days, catching up with friends, learning scandalous gossip, shmoozing, doing business, buying books, talking on panels, and having a great time. Now I collapse.

Above: Cory Doctorow's actual hand! On it, a repop Soviet submarine watch. Beside it, his palmtop. You saw them here first.

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Friday, August 7, 2009

The Solemn Majesty of David Hartwell




I realize that this post is technically on Saturday, and I apologize. But to me this is still Friday. I'm fresh back from my second day at the Worldcon, one of the survivors of the hotel raid on the Asimov's party in the SFWA Suite, and still mulling over scores of intense, personal, intellectual conversations. But it's late, I'm sleepy, and so you get . . .

Above: Congoers solemnly stand before a display of David Hartwell's ties. David's ties are loud, cheap (he will not wear one that costs more than five dollars), and numerous -- this is one short side of a large rectangle.

The amazing thing is the seriousness with which the ties are regarded. It is as if they were standing before a Monet. You think I am kidding. I am not kidding. I simply report what I see.


Monday, August 3, 2009

My Worldcon Schedule

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I'm going to MONTREAL! Lovely city, great place to be, and as long as I'm there I thought I might as well take in Anticipation, Worldcon 2009. What with me being up for a Hugo and all.

If you're going to be there as well, why not say hello? I'm not standoffish.

Here's my schedule:

Thursday

2:00 PM 1hr 30min P-518A One Genre or Many?

Bold
Friday

9:00 AM 1hr P-512CG Why Write Across the Genres?

Fri 3:30 PM 30min P-Autographs Michael Swanwick Signing


Saturday

11:00 AM Signing & Schmoozing at Tachyon Booth (hucksters room)

2:00 PM 1hr 30min P-522B, Landscape in Fiction as Character; the language of landscape


Sunday

12:30 PM P-514AB The New York Review of Science Fiction – I was a last-minute addition to this one; I graciously agreed to take the “con” position.

Sunday Evening Sometime -- 8:00 PM maybe? The Hugo Awards Ceremony – All the pomp and pageantry of losing yet another major award! I've been through these things many times and it really is like a microcosm of your career. For most of the weekend, your friends are congratulating you, slapping your back, and wishing you all the best, and then . . . Well, an embarrassed silence falls over the rest of the convention. You're as good as forgotten. You look back on Saturday with nostalgia.

As you can probably guess, I enjoy the whole awards process, and I milk it for all the drama I can get.

Monday

10:00 AM 1hr P-511A Movements in Fantasy – They mean literary movements, not the kind you were thinking of. What were you, brought up in a barn?

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