Writing and Living in Dystopias
May. 16th, 2019 08:45 amI'm writing to you on this screen because hanging open on the other tab is the proposal form for the Loft's fall line-up. I have one day and some hours to finish filling it in, and I'm already stuck on the first question after my contact information. What should I call this class? I've had clever names over the years: Attack of the 80 Foot Writer! and Mars Needs Writes! but those are starting to feel old to me. I suppose a simple thing to do is to Google science fiction b-movie titles. Oh, hey, I haven't used "It Came From Outer Space" yet. I'll see what I can do with that.
All right, that one solved. Should I propose an intro course, intermediate, or an advanced course?
I think I need a lot more coffee before I tackle this.
Okay, it turns out that if I click the box that says I've taught this course before and I'm not changing anything about it, I don't actually have to go through the whole syllabus rigamarole. Who knew? Of course, this also seems to mean that I can't update my bio, but whatever. I can put the new one on the syllabus if the class ends up being viable.
I swear I JUST did this, but the Loft uses "submittable," a tracking program for these kinds of things, so I can see that I have no currently open proposals.
The other writing-related thing I did this morning was proof "Only Gossamer, My Gown," which is the apocalyptic short story that I submitted to Boundary Shock Quarterly. Unfortunately the cover reveal for the magazine isn't until June, because DAMN is it gorgeous. When I get all the information, I'll be sure to let you all know where, how, and when you can order your very own copy.
Yesterday, when I met up with Eleanor downtown, I started critiquing the manuscript the Loft sent me, too. If y'all don't know, you can hire me to read your novel and give it a very deep critique: https://loft.org/critique/lyda-morehouse-book-length-science-fictionfantasy-novels. That price s pretty steep, but I put a LOT of hours into these things. Anyway, tell your friends. It's one of the ways I make money in this late-stage capitalistic gig economy.
Otherwise, the weather continues to be amazing here. I made plans to get together with
jiawen when she comes to town, tried to do my online training for work (discovered that I have to be on site), and started a load of laundry.
I haven't written much about politics lately because I am running on empty. I have no words for what's happening in Alabama and the rest of the United States regarding abortion bans, except: elections matter.
I know I'm a science fiction writer, but I actually DON'T want to live in a dystopia.
All right, that one solved. Should I propose an intro course, intermediate, or an advanced course?
I think I need a lot more coffee before I tackle this.
*passage of time*
Okay, it turns out that if I click the box that says I've taught this course before and I'm not changing anything about it, I don't actually have to go through the whole syllabus rigamarole. Who knew? Of course, this also seems to mean that I can't update my bio, but whatever. I can put the new one on the syllabus if the class ends up being viable.
I swear I JUST did this, but the Loft uses "submittable," a tracking program for these kinds of things, so I can see that I have no currently open proposals.
The other writing-related thing I did this morning was proof "Only Gossamer, My Gown," which is the apocalyptic short story that I submitted to Boundary Shock Quarterly. Unfortunately the cover reveal for the magazine isn't until June, because DAMN is it gorgeous. When I get all the information, I'll be sure to let you all know where, how, and when you can order your very own copy.
Yesterday, when I met up with Eleanor downtown, I started critiquing the manuscript the Loft sent me, too. If y'all don't know, you can hire me to read your novel and give it a very deep critique: https://loft.org/critique/lyda-morehouse-book-length-science-fictionfantasy-novels. That price s pretty steep, but I put a LOT of hours into these things. Anyway, tell your friends. It's one of the ways I make money in this late-stage capitalistic gig economy.
Otherwise, the weather continues to be amazing here. I made plans to get together with
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I haven't written much about politics lately because I am running on empty. I have no words for what's happening in Alabama and the rest of the United States regarding abortion bans, except: elections matter.
I know I'm a science fiction writer, but I actually DON'T want to live in a dystopia.