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Bad News Blues

Word of the latest casualties in the Village Voice evisceration is traveling this morning, and it appears that book review editor Ed Park is no longer there. A shame, that. Park’s reviews were always thoughtful and on target and his impeccable taste meant good books from all over the place got covered. The NYT has this:

Ed Park, a senior editor in charge of the books section who said he learned by telephone on Wednesday that he was being let go, said he was “shocked and insulted” by the firings. But, he said, “I could see that this was coming,” in part because of talk of centralized arts coverage. He added that Village Voice management had an “attitude of disdain for what I thought were the strong points of The Voice. It was a swaggering attitude that their chain of papers were so good and The Voice was an embarrassment and we have to get up to their level somehow.”

Here’s hoping Park lands somewhere prominent quickly and that the people who made this decision experience stabbing pains all day. And Jenny Davidson says he’s working on a brilliant novel, which is a bit of good news in with this very bad stuff (see link below).

See also:
Jenny D mourns the firing.
Eek on Robert Christgau.

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Alan for President (updated)

Of something? Can’t we make this man president of something? Like SFWA?

Just look at this.

Let loose the puppies of war. Beautiful.

p.s. Greg Frost has talked with Connie Willis, who seems to be wisely and gracefully letting what happened speak for itself.

p.p.s. Moles exposes some of the seedier side of all this, heretofore hidden behind the Great Wall of SFWA Lounge password protection. (There’s some good stuff as well.)

And I’m nominating Rosenbaum for VP. (Seriously, that’s some beautiful shit.)

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Playing Favorites

SirensI was immediately kicking myself after the Bloggasm interview for not mentioning one of my most favorite of blogs, and a fairly new discovery (for me, anyway — I found it sometime earlier this year, I think, via Darby’s also excellent blog): Austin Kleon‘s site.

From what I can tell, Austin is a superhumanly talented comic artist and writer with great taste in just about everything. And he’s always putting up these beautiful images from his works in progress (like that one over on the left from today) and tidbits of wisdom from other writers and artists. I would use the word inspirational, but that sounds too twee and fuzzy haloed. So I’ll say instead that Austin’s blog never fails to make me want to get on my ass and write, or just generally Get Things Done.

Anyway, I thought I’d do a little pointer in case anyone who reads this site hasn’t yet found Austin’s. If only all such silly omissions were as easily corrected.

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Wednesday Hangovers

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Animal Planet (A Different Topic)

Having a dog that leaps up to catch and, yes, sometimes eats bugs? Not so much gross as funny.

Here’s little Miss Emma, who’s nursing another little infection–we think the last round of anti-b’s just never did their total job:

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(Yeah, it was too dark and I doctored it, but isn’t she such a ham?)

And here’s Hemingway eating the lucky bamboo on C’s desk:

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Project sent (& now the ritual crossing of the fingers, glass of wine, and sleep, sleep, sleep).

p.s. Lest you assume otherwise, the E.T. pencil holder is mine, all mine.

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Two Things (REUpdated)

(Because I really am still on a deadline!)

1. Jeff VanderMeer and Evil Monkey have a sensible talk about Dirty Old Harlangate. (Oh, and also Alan’s response is to cheer for.)

For those of you not in SF — and some in — the reason a lot of us are reacting this way is because there very much is a League of Dirty Old Gentlemen in SF that seem to get a pass for this sort of behavior, and have for years, and we’re sick of it. And, yes, this one incident is inexcusable and disgusting in and of itself, too.

2. Project Runway fans will want to check out Project Rungay for the most hilarious show commentary ever.

Updated: The ever-brilliant editrix Susan Marie Groppi posted something in the comments I thought worth bumping up here so none of y’all miss it; it’s what I was trying to say before, but expressed with far greater clarity:

Alan’s right, and brilliantly so, that this isn’t Just About Harlan. What it feels like, honestly, is that this incident has become the center around which all of the vague and half-formed anger that we’ve all been carrying for years is finally coalescing. Everyone who has any contact at all with this community has some body of stories about the completely inappropriate ways in which older male writers feel entitled to behave towards women; for whatever reason, we needed that behavior to occur in a public forum (and against someone as well-loved and respected as Connie Willis) for all that simmering to come to a boil.

And one more: Lots of discussion in E. Bear’s comments (including by eyewitnesses), and too many other great posts for me to keep up with them at the moment. Despite this all being about something disgraceful in SF, I couldn’t be more proud of all the people who are providing thoughtful, no bullshit responses — that’s where we’re headed, tribe. That’s the field I want to exist. Not to get all warm and fuzzy.

Oh yeah. Deadline.

REUpdated: Ellison "apologizes," while majorly selling the "I Caught It From Tom Cruise"* batshit crazy insane vibe. Still, as many have pointed out, this is about larger issues anyway. (Thanks to Ed for the heads up.) Over at Patrick Nielsen Hayden’s someone has excerpted, for those who don’t feel like wading. (Thanks, Niall!)

And yeah, after reading this thoroughly, especially the follow-ups, the word apology definitely requires air quotes.

*Cruise, it should be noted, is a jumper and hugger, maybe sometimes a squealer, always a hyena laugher, but not a groper.

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I Have No Shame and I Must Gossip

Breaking in to point to the chatter that Harlan Ellison groped Connie Willis (scroll to 3) — sans permission, natch, as the verb groping more or less implies — on stage during the Hugos.

Why was there no groping in Glasgow? Kim Newman and Paul McAuley would have been far less disturbing (and funnier), I’m sure.

But seriously, I think this news is going to remind a lot of us of a certain ICFA banquet gone terribly wrong. It must stop.

Updated: This is one of the most disgusting photos I’ve ever seen. Someone please put Ellison down. Immediately. Update of Update: As Ed points out, someone’s pulling a revisionist bait and switch so we are now linking to a different disturbing photo (meant, I suppose, to imply that it’s OKAY he grabbed her boob, because at some point she kissed him) instead of the mic/mouth one. But it’s still up here (scroll down) — if you want to see something hugely disturbing, anyway.

Updated again: Ed is right on.

Updated yet again: And so is Gavin.

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To (Pre)Judge or Not to (Pre)Judge

There’s a miniscule brouhaha over in TEV’s comments about the intrinsic merits (or rather deficiencies) of YA and other genre-type books and whether they can have as much "lasting value" as Great Adult Literature. I’m paraphrasing, but not by much.

I have promised myself not to post any further comments, because happy news day, stuff to do, and the like. But I’m weak, so who knows? And that doesn’t mean you can’t.

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