The Holidays are winding down. Need to relax with something good to read? Just in time, Book View Cafe is having a Boxing Week sale. Every book in our store… Read more Boxing Week Sale →
One of my favorite stories, inspired by viewing Kenneth Brannagh’s Frankenstein and wondering what the doctor has against parenthood.
Vonda died yesterday. She was one of my favorite writers: the author of Dreamsnake and The Exile Waiting, and the gorgeous The Moon and the Sun, the woman who in passing gave Mr. Sulu a first name. She was a smart, complex, generous person; I always had a sense of “huh, Vonda McIntyre knows who I am,” but that was me being star-struck, not Vonda being a star. She was also a pivotal member of Book View Cafe, and she will be missed by all of us. She finished her… Read more A Loss: Vonda N. McIntyre →
Bit by bit, I will be posting my short stories on Curious Fictions. Want a quick read? Try The Boy Who Played Air Guitar, originally published in Tales from the House Band. There’s a lot of really good stuff available on Curious Fictions. Check it out. And yes, I’m working on Sarah Tolerance and a new sekrit project, honestly.
So my daughter is getting married tomorrow afternoon. Outside (in December in Northern California, that means a balmy 40-50 degrees. The bridal party will wear parkas) at the home of… Read more Night of the Cake (or The Cake Also Rises) →
On Saturday night, spur of the moment, my husband, my daughter, and I went to see Sorry to Bother You, which starts out looking like an urban maybe-failure-to-launch comedy and… Read more Scary Abundance, and its Pursuit →
WARNING: do not read if details about tooth problems give you collywobbles. When I turned 21, my father took me out to dinner and gave me a piece of Fatherly Advice: take care of your teeth. This was more heartfelt even than it might have been, since Dad had, for about 20 years, neglected his teeth, and the bill, in every imaginable sense, had recently come due. I inherited many sterling qualities from my parents. I don’t know which one gifted me with my teeth (I suspect my father, but… Read more Teeth →
When my peers were taking piano lessons, I was taking weaving lessons. My family placed a premium on the arts and the more esoteric crafts, and when my parents realized… Read more Like Penelope →