I was sitting in a circle discussion on the Sunday morning of a recent Buddhist retreat when the word 'aggression' came up and was decried as a thing that ought to be scoured out of our minds if we want to create an enlightened society. I disagreed and reclaimed the word 'aggression' with a liberal dose of straightforward humor, whereupon it was suggested to me that (1) 'aggression' was the wrong word for what I was describing, and (2) I'd 'get it' eventually if I just kept working on myself. This while one of the men in the circle tittered and exchanged sidelong glances with another man as I spoke. Of course these responses were problematic, especially since much of the conversation was about the aggression, assertiveness and strength of women. But I understood them, coming as they did from basically good people at a Buddhist retreat who were working toward peace. Still, they reminded me of the reasons why I'm not a Buddhist.
Dispatches from the Word Mines is an irregular blog series about literature and writing from the perspective of writers themselves. This entry comes to us from Sherry D. Ramsey, author of The Seventh Crow, The Murder Prophet, One's Aspect to the Sun (a personal favorite!) and many other tales. She is a founding editor at Third Person Press, a member of the Writers' Federation of Nova Scotia Writers' Council and an active member of SF Canada.
I'm pleased to announce that I'm offering from my archives a reprint of "Casting Sin," which initially appeared in Murky Depths Issue #4. Here's a bit more about the story:
On our last night in the UK, we stayed at a Holiday Inn Express at the Glasgow airport. Sean found a vegan restaurant downtown called The 78 with a set menu and a reggae band playing later that evening, so we took a cab in. On the way, I struck up a conversation with the cabbie about Gàidhlig, and he was able to give me "Ciamar a tha thu," but that was all he had.
Dinner was great, and the atmosphere was cool. It was interesting to me that our first experience of Glasgow was this hip, modern place with a mostly young and liberal clientele. While we were waiting on the cab home, I struck up a conversation with three young vegans sitting at a table outside. The young woman among them worked in government and pronounced Gàidhlig dead. Then she amended the statement to say that there were people trying to revive the language, but they weren't doing enough, so it was mostly dead. The two young men had no Gàidhlig at all and didn't care.
Rhonda Parrish begins a "Fractured Friday" blog series with my B is for Broken contributor interview. Check it out!
Dispatches from the Word Mines is an irregular blog series about literature and writing from the perspective of writers themselves. This entry comes to us from Rebecca Buchanan, author of A Witch Among Wolves, and Other Pagan Tales. She discusses that collection here, shares her thoughts about Pagan fiction, and tells us where to find her current and forthcoming work. Many thanks, Rebecca!
Welcome to Issue #15 of my quarterly newsletter, posted to csmaccath.com and e-mailed to subscribers on Beltane 2015.
During my social media hiatus, I began thinking about ways I might be of use to my community of writers, especially my community of speculative fiction writers. I've been afforded the opportunity to write about my work in three interviews recently, and I've been grateful for each one. They not only gave me a forum for discussing my writing, they helped me think about my process, which is always valuable to me.
I'd like to pay that forward by offering my blog space to fellow writers periodically so they can talk about their own writing and processes. I want to read about works in progress and the processes around those, forthcoming work that includes featured samples, elements of the craft, editing, marketing and any other worthy topic that nurtures and promotes writers and writing.