As promised, I’m giving away a copy of my new book Crowflight! To enter, just fill in the form below, and I’ll draw a winner at random after October 13th.
If you want to find out more about the book itself, clicky. If you want to read the first chapter, clicky. And of course, if you actually end up spending money on the book, that is incredibly awesome and so much appreciated.
Go! Enter! Free! Yay!
Here, for your reading enjoyment, is another one of the bits of Line and Orbit that was cut from the final version of the book. It was one of the casualties of our many cuts for length, and ended up going because it doesn’t do a huge amount to advance the plot. However, what it does do is present a sweet little slice of life at home with Kae and Leila, and also builds their characters a bit. Additionally, it brings to light something about Kae’s character that, without this scene, actually doesn’t get revealed until later in the book.
It made me sad to have to cut it. But hey, here it is for free. Hope you enjoy.
A note on chronology: This scene originally came at the end of chapter 9, after Lochlan has taken Adam to meet with the Council and Adam has had his first awkward meeting with Ixchel. There are no majorly important spoilers to speak of unless you count Kae’s character thing, but the scene also won’t make the maximum amount of sense if you haven’t read the book.
Promise I’m almost done yelling about this: There is now ONE WEEK REMAINING in my Line and Orbit giveaway. So get in on that now if you haven’t.
Quick recap: Chosen at random, two people will win magnets and copies of the ebook in their choice of formats. One lucky person will win a magnet, a nifty flash drive loaded with all formats of the ebook, and a bunch of jewelry I made.
ENTER HERE if you are so inclined.
Contest closes at midnight on the 5th.
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Back from Philcon. It was, in a word, fabulous. I made fabulous friends. I went to some fabulous panels (including one that was actually awful in a fairly fabulous way). I had fabulous Indian food. I met Catherynne Valente and she was fabulously gracious and remembered the essay I wrote about Silently and Very Fast and Donna Haraway’s Cyborg Manifesto. So yeah. Fabulously fabulicious.
by Katie Rose Pipkin
Here are a couple other fabulous things:
- My short work of SF eco-horror, “Invasives”, is up to read for free in the current issue of The Journal of Unlikely Entomology. It has some awesome art. For those who care about such things, it came from an experience I had as a child camping with my father, where the trees around the campground were covered in disgusting gray caterpillars and I refused to go near them because I think on some level I was afraid they were going to leap on me. Childhood trauma for the literary win.
- The Scheherazade’s Facade giveaway is still technically going on here, but I decided that Tumblr might be a slightly better tool for this, so you can also enter to win there by simply reblogging. Same terms: I choose a winner at random this upcoming Friday. Goooooo.
Then just mosey on over here and follow the instructions.
Not hosting the contest here because I frankly like Dreamwidth’s comment system better, and I feel like having everything in one place makes it easier to wrangle.
But yeah. Gooooooo.
Per the title above: This site is three years old on the dot today! Kind of can’t believe it. They grow up so fast.
In honor of the blogiversary, I’m posting a free story. It’s one that I’ve been working on for a while, that was inspired by a bunch of ideas from a bunch of different places. For those of us who prefer our fiction in audio format, I’m also including an mp3 of me reading the story. Whichever format you chose, I hope very much that you enjoy.
So a couple of months ago, I was contacted by the editor of Kasma SF about writing a story to benefit queer youth–he had seen my thread in the Purple Dove Project and wanted to contract me in relation to that. The money went to The Trevor Project, and now the story is up over at Kasma.
For a Song. Post-apocalyptic slipstream. Fun with turns of phrase. I enjoyed writing it. Hope you enjoy reading.
Today I present a short story that I wrote a good while ago, an artifact from a place in my life now long behind me but still present in a lot of ways. For two years, I lived near the Wissahickon Creek in Philadelphia; I knew it was long
Image by Vincent J. Brownbreath
beloved by poets, artists, and writers, going back to the earliest days of the city, and the more time I spent close to it, the more I came to see why.
The Wissahickon makes you want to try to capture something of it. I tried to do that here, and it became a setting for a theme that seems to be recurring in a lot of my work: two very different people meet each other and the experience is transformative in some respect. It’s also a ghost story, and a story about murder and despair, but mostly I think it’s about the way time bends in beautiful places, and the way they have of hanging on to you.
And the Wanderings of Water
They met by the creek. They kissed by the creek. One hot and sticky day in July, they made love by the creek, out there in the shameless open on a mossy rock with her skirt hitched up around her thighs and his breath panting into the crook of her neck. And when the night fell they lay by the creek, smudged with dirt, leaves in their hair, and he held her hand and talked about their future, about what would come after the summer. She was afraid of being seen but he shushed her and no one came, and no one saw them but the mourning doves and the grackles and the squirrels that crouched in the branches overhead and watched them with black raindrop eyes.
All these things happened. Lying there under the stars and feeling the fluttering rush of her heart, like a hummingbird beating its tiny wings against the inside of her ribcage, she was sure the summer would never end. But it did.
My science fiction short story And Would Suffice has been posted over at The Absent Willow Review. They always include pieces of art with the pieces in their issues, which is cool, and in general I’m really pleased to be included.
I got the idea as Rob was reading 2010: Odyssey Two to me, because there’s a sequence on the ice fields of Europa that I thought had some great imagery. The title is taken from the poem Fire and Ice by Robert Frost. While I wouldn’t say the story is exactly apocalyptic, I think it has that kind of flavor, which it shares with the poem.
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Excerpt under the cut.
This was written as a quick exercise in tattooing kink and posted in another, more personal writing blog that I have, but I figured it could go here as well. At 723 words it’s quite short, but I think it’s a nice little taste of something and it was fun to write.
It’s m/f, femdom, and probably not safe for work, though there’s nothing particularly raunchy in it.