Rachel Cordasco writes:
“If you’ve been living your life thinking that you’ve already read some of the best speculative fiction out there, but you haven’t read any of the stories in this collection, then you’re just plain wrong. The stories in Castles in Spain
are not just some of the best to come out of Spain’s “Golden Age of fantastic literature;” they are some of the best in the genre, period, stop, end of sentence.”
Read more here:http://www.sfintranslation.com/?p=80
— Sue Burke
Yesterday a webcam was installed on the roof of city hall to live-stream a stork nest. Alcalá de Henares is near Madrid and is famous as the birthplace of Cervantes and for its stork population.
(See the full cartoon here: http://www.defenestrationmag.net/2016/04/hugo-boss/
For another year, the Hugo Awards will be a battleground rather than a celebration.
What’s the fight over? Two groups of fans and writers, the Rabid Puppies and the Sad Puppies, have felt dissatisfied by the nominees to the Hugos in the recent past. They justified their dissatisfaction with an argument largely involving a supposed left-wing plot: nominations were being based on social-justice issues rather than quality. Or, failing that: left-wing social-justice types had organized secret slates to nominate each other.
In light of that, the Puppies felt justified in promoting their own slate, which largely contains their own works and which supposedly harkens back to what “real” science fiction used to be and should still be.
Every single one of the Puppie’s contentions has failed to stand up to scrutiny. For example, if there were secret slates, the Puppies couldn’t succeed with their own slate, although they’ve had near-total success this year. If you haven’t seen all the discussion and scrutiny, you can get a recap here: http://file770.com/?page_id=22881
Instead, their nominees last year and this year reveal what really happened: the Puppies consider themselves masterful authors, and they weren’t being nominated, so they sought someone or something to blame. Yet their slate demonstrates exactly why they weren’t being nominated: they’re at best second-rate writers, unworthy of nomination. They’re so unskilled, so blinded by politically inspired rage, and so lacking in humility that this idea doesn’t seem to have occurred to them.
This year, like last year, as a dutiful Hugo voter, I’ll read all the nominees and carefully consider whether they represent the year’s best. I’m not hopeful, however. This is another attack by organized jealous wannabes.
Which is all the Puppies really are.
— Sue Burke
Prairie grass loves buffalo.
(A bison at the National Bison Range in Montana. Photo by Paul Frederickson.
It’s a mutual love story that began during the Miocene epoch about 23 million years ago. This was the time when kelp forests appeared in oceans, birds and mammals were well established (including our ancestors, who were splitting from chimpanzees), and grass-grazer ecosystems took over large parts of the world.
Grass is like few other plants. Its stems grow underground. What we see as grass are merely the leaves. Buffalo can eat the leaves (or we can chop the leaves off with a lawn mower), and the grass can keep on growing.
As grasses evolved and expanded their territories, so did animals to eat them, as varied as deer, elk, elephants, wooly mammoths, sheep, horses, zebras, rabbits, cows, buffalo, and bison. (American bison are called “buffalo” because they were named by French fur trappers, who apparently weren’t taxonomy experts.) Large grazers were key to the spread of grasslands.
Here’s why: trees will take over any land they can, including prairies. As they grow, they block the sun, killing the grass. So for grass to flourish, trees must be eliminated. Grazers do this by eating seedlings as they munch the grass and by trampling the seedlings. They also eat other kinds of plants that grow with above-ground stems and would compete with the grass.
So buffalo need grasslands for grazing, and grasslands need buffalo to keep arboreal intruders from encroaching on their territory. America’s Great Plains and the American bison created and maintained each other.
If we look at it from the point of view of grasses, we can see that they get to reign supreme by putting up with the inconvenience of being grazed on from time to time. Grasslands cover almost a third of the planet’s land: they’ve found a winning strategy.
When I was researching ecologies to worldbuild a planet where plants might have more ability to control their environment, time and again I found situations were plants used animals for their own ends. Or plants would use animals, if plants could scheme. And if plants could scheme...
Bearing that in mind, I wrote a novel, Semiosis.
Watch for more news closer to its publication date.
And in the meantime, remember that the ratio of flora to fauna on Earth is 100 to 1. Humans consider themselves the dominant species, but I think we should be more humble. There’s a lot going on, and we’re just one small player in a big, complicated game where we might not be much loved beyond our usefulness.
— Sue Burke
Also posted at my professional writing website: www.sue.burke.name
I do freelance editing and proofreading, and I’ve edited a few works recently where the authors either don’t seem to have proofread their work or don’t know some basic rules of grammar and writing.
I’ve been editing for decades, especially during my time working at newspapers and magazines. Sometimes, texts come in very clean. Other times, they need work. Obviously, the latter class of writers didn’t have my university journalism professor, the late, esteemed Jay Sykes, who said you want to turn in clean copy to protect yourself from editors. “Once they change one thing, no matter how small, that will encourage them to change even more.”
As an editor myself, I understand how small changes embolden editors to make big changes. Worse yet, after enough big changes, I’m tempted to move beyond the correction of errors and make “improvements” in style, as despicable an editorial act as that is.
I wonder if these writers treasure their words. Since I’m being paid by the hour, I also wonder if they realize they could save themselves some money by being a bit more careful.
But I have a bigger concern. Writers who don’t know rules of grammar and usage (I’ve witnessed some who seem proud to say they don’t) are like professional sports players who don’t know the rule book: they don’t know what they have to do, what they can do, and how far they can get away with bending and consciously, even conspicuously breaking the rules. To use another metaphor, a writer’s only tools are words and grammar, and not knowing how to use them to their fullest with precision is like being a musician who hasn’t systematically explored and mastered all the possibilities of an instrument. Those writers will never play guitar like Prince (rest in peace) – or fully fathom why they can’t.
Sure, as an editor, I can fix things, but writers who don’t know language deeply, who haven’t mastered the art of words, will miss opportunities, and those can’t be edited in.
It makes me sad.
— Sue Burke
“Literature goes out to meet readers.” That’s the motto for the 2016 Book Night in Madrid, La Noche de los Libros
. It will take place on Friday, April 22, the eve of World Book Day. More than 600 events are planned: author conferences, Bookcrossing points, children’s activities, recitals, theater, music, workshops, panel discussions, book signings, storytelling, exhibits...
And I will be part of the VI International Poetry Encounter with poets from 14 countries at 8:30 p.m. at Librería-Champañeria Maria Pandora, a book store-café at Plaza Gabriel Miro 1, right across from Las Vistillas Park in downtown Madrid. Come join us!
World Book Day celebrates the (supposed)
deaths on the same day, April 23, 1616, of both Miguel de Cervantes and William Shakespeare – 400 years ago on Saturday. That calls for a big celebration. At a minimum, we can all buy a book.
— Sue Burke
You may recall me blogging from time to time last year about a crowdfunding project: the translation of an anthology of short stories that were landmarks in science fiction, fantasy, and horror in Spain. We raised enough money, assembled a talented team of translators – and in less than a week, the book can be yours.Castles in Spain
can be preordered as an ebook from Amazon.com
, and will go on sale on April 19. A paperback edition will be available soon, and both will also be for sale at the publisher’s website, Sportula
. The Spanish-language version, both ebook and paperback, are already available at Amazon
Thank you to everyone who backed the project. You should all have your ebooks by now. (If not, let me know. The paperbacks are coming.)
English-language publishers are leery of translations, but step by step we can show them that translations sell. If you read it and like it, post reviews, give it stars on Amazon, and share the love.
— Sue Burke
Miguel de Cervantes, author of Don Quixote de la Mancha
– among many other works – died 400 years ago. Here are four myths to clear up before you commemorate this anniversary.Myth 1: Cervantes died on April 23
No. Cervantes probably died on April 22. Church records say he was interred on April 23, 1616, and in Spain people are generally laid to rest the day after their death. There is no doubt, however, that he was interred at the church of the Convent of the Barefoot Trinitarians in central Madrid, a few blocks away from his home.Myth 2: Cervantes died on the same day as Shakespeare
No, for two reasons. Number 1: William Shakespeare died on April 23, 1616, not April 22. Number 2: Spain was using the Gregorian calendar (just as we do now), while England was still using the Julian calendar. The Gregorian equivalent of April 23, 1616, is May 3, 1616. Shakespeare died ten days after Cervantes was interred.
In spite of that, UNESCO has established April 23 as World Book Day to honor their (more or less) simultaneous deaths and their (unquestionable) status as giants of literature.Myth 3: Cervantes’ remains have been found
Maybe. A team of 36 experts in history, archeology, and anthropology spent more than a year investigating Cervantes’ interment at the Trinitarian church. They knew his remains had been “consolidated” around 1730 after the church was rebuilt. That means the remains from several crypts were combined to free up space for more interments.
Eventually, these experts located a grave from the right time, judging from fragments of clothing and a coin found in it. But what they discovered (seen here, photo by Municipality of Madrid) was in fact a mixture of casket hardware, pieces of wood, some rocks, and bone fragments, all deteriorated. The bones were sorted out and corresponded to 6 children and at least 10 adults, including men and women.
One of those bones was a jaw whose owner had lost most of his teeth. We know that Cervantes had very few teeth when he died. Some rib and arm bones showed signs of injuries like the ones Cervantes suffered in the Battle of Lepanto. So the director of the investigation announced
that “it is possible” that “some fragments” were from Cervantes. “We can’t resolve that question with absolute certainty and that’s why we’re prudent. We’re convinced we have something.”
Corroborating that “something” with DNA would help, but it’s going to be tough to get DNA from family members, since their remains aren’t in any better shape, if they can even be found.
In spite of all that, you can now go on guided tours of the church and view the nice new five-foot-tall granite headstone that rests a floor above what are possibly Cervantes’ remains. But the tour guide tells visitors, “It doesn’t matter if they’re here, over there, or somewhere else. The author hasn’t left this place.” And that’s for certain. What’s left of him, though it might not be much, is most definitely in that church. Somewhere.Myth 4: We writers should honor his remains with a visit
Maybe. These aren’t saintly relics, however, so they won’t radiate any sort of blessing to improve our souls. And even if they did, remember that while we now celebrate Cervantes’ genius, during his lifetime he was always poor and overlooked. That’s why his remains were “consolidated.” Only those rich enough to pay for the privilege got to rest in peace and solitude for all time to come. Everyone else was moved to joint burials if their space was needed by someone else.
If we make a solemn pilgrimage to his resting place, we might be blessed by genius – or cursed by poverty and obscurity. We don’t need Cervantes’ help to achieve that.Vale.
— Sue Burke
Also posted at my professional website
From Publisher’s Weekly:
Sue Burke's SEMIOSIS,
a novel of first contact, a multi-generational story about colonists on a planet where plants are the dominant life forms – and they see animals, including humans, as their pawns, to Jennifer Gunnels at Tor, in a nice deal, for publication in January 2018, by Jennie Goloboy at Red Sofa Literary.
My novel is going to be published! Thank you, Jennie Goloboy, for all your work to sell it, and thank you, Jennifer Gunnels, for buying it.First question: What is semiosis?
Here’s a definition: “Semiosis (from the Greek verb sēmeiô,
"to mark") is any form of activity, conduct, or process that involves signs, including the production of meaning; an action or process involving the establishment of a relationship between a sign and its object and meaning.” Semiosis encompasses more than semantics, which focuses on language. It can include both human and nonhuman systems that use chemical, auditory, visual, or tactile signs to pass on information.Second question: Is this a first novel?
Yes, and with luck, not the last. I actually finished this book in 2004, and then a bunch of stuff happened – or failed to happen – and the moral of the story is never give up.Third question: Dominant plants? Really?
Years ago, one of my houseplants killed another plant. At first, I thought it was my fault because I should have been more attentive, like a proper indoor gardener. Then a few months later, now vigilant, I caught a philodendron about to attack another plant. So I did some research and learned that plants are horrible and vicious to each other – and when it comes to animals, they’re coldly manipulative.
Horrible, vicious, and manipulative – on Earth. What would happen on a different planet with a little more time to evolve?
I still have houseplants, by the way, but I don’t trust them.
— Sue Burke