Zephyr 98

Translated from the English

Category: Books

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Dear Western Writers of My Generation,
I’ve been reading Anil Menon’s The Beast with Nine Billion Feet (see here and here). It’s the intellectual SF adventure novel I would write if I had an encyclopedic brain and no day job, and an IQ that was at least 20 points higher. It’s both deliriously engaging and an [...]

The Canon

I wish Nancy Angier had been my mother’s best friend while I was growing up, someone who we hung out with for Saturday night card games, Sunday picnics, and summer vacations. My mother has a wide-eyed embrace for life and adventure, and my father delves deep into the intracies of life on our planet (often [...]

I'll take Eradication for $500, Alex

A title a day* helps keep the doldrums away. As a writing exercise, can you create a story from it?
Today
How to Recognize Leprosy: A Popular Guide, by Dr E. Muir
Publisher not stated, undated
Note: The illustration shows a physician gently probing a lesion/rash on the arm of a blindfolded patient.
Mice, armidillos, and animals closely related to [...]

Nasty Habit?

A title a day* helps keep the doldrums away. As a writing exercise, can you create a story from it without nudging and winking?
Today
Awful Disclosures of Maria Monk: What I Have Written is True!
Modern Fiction (London) Ltd, undated
Note: On the cover, Maria wears a nun’s habit.
I picture a magician’s assistant. (Wonder if I’m creating a [...]

Scouts in Bondage

A title a day helps keep the doldrums away. From the snickery book of real titles, Scouts in Bondage and other violations of literary propriety, ed. Michael Bell. As a writing exercise, can you create a story from these without nudging and winking, but also without losing humor?
Today
Willie’s Ordeal, by Amy Grey
pub. Religious Tract Society, London, [...]

Response to: The Hearts of Horses, by Molly Gloss

I’m not much of a Western lit reader (maybe one ever few years), but my mother’s family is from E. Oregon (Baker, Pondosa, La Grande, Pendleton), with many surviving friends who are ranchers, farmers, or townspeople. My maternal grandmother left home at 17 in the late 1920’s and worked for three years gentling horses using [...]