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Occasionally people stop in here and check up on the site. One guy even left me a message even praising a short story. So where are all the updates?!
Well. Mostly over at SuperversiveSF.com and Castalia House, lately. Anything that I write scifi-wise for a blog will probably be on one of these two sites, but The Badger Contemplates will remain for when I feel like railing against some sort of theological of philosophical error, and also maybe to hawk my wares.
Speaking of which, I’d love it if you’d check out a couple anthologies I’m in:
God, Robot might be best described as Asimov and Aquinas having a debate about how to program robots. A fix-up novel written by several different authors, including the fantastic John C. Wright and his wife L. Jagi Lamplighter-Wright. My story, “Felix Culpa,” is a direct follow up to JCW’s story, and now one of my squealing fanboy dreams has come true. If you need more recommendations, we’re pulling 4.7 stars out of 5 on Amazon. Check it out and leave us a review!
Between the Wall and the Fire is a collection of Superversive stories about the importance of family. My tale, “Negev,” follows a rabbi on a dying Israeli colony world as he struggles with the loss of his wife to disaster and the imminent loss of his son to a faction of posthumans. People frequently cite this as one my best stories.
Do Buddhas Dream of Enlightened Sheep is progressing. I sent it off to my editor a few weeks ago, and he called back a few days later with a heap o’ work for me to do. Which is good! Everyone who has ever worked with him has praised his editing skills and told me to trust his judgements. Also, I get Castalia’s head editor, a privilege which apparently puts me in such august company as John C. Wright.
It’s been a long while– more than a month, and I apologize for that. I’m making the final push on the back half of Buddhas Dream of Enlightened Sheep, and my time to post between that, my wife, and seminary is mainly nill. Although, I did just spend a couple of hours talking about the Hugo Awards, Sad Puppies, and Science Fiction with L.Jagi Lamplighter, John C. Wright, Sci Phi Journal’s Jason Rennie, and others. If you’re interested, here’s the youtube of the Google hangout:
Any prayers you want to send my way for decent grades and good writing would be appreciated!
I really, really want to make this blog into something people can follow. Building my brand and all that, ahead of the publication of my novel. Thing is, between work, seminary, family life, and writing said novel, I’m super busy. (Half the week, I leave the house at 6:45 AM and return at about 9:30 PM.)
We all go through seasons in life, and some are busier than others. This is one of the busy ones– the busiest, I think, that I have ever experienced. I’m not complaining, mind you. I haven’t been bored in weeks. But I could certainly use any prayers that one feels like throwing my way. In return, have a free chunk of Buddhas Dream of Enlightened Sheep, coming from Castalia House this year:
“Now,” I said, “I’m aware that this is not the most subtle or least embarrassing way to go about this, and I’m well and truly regretful for that, but I’ve had a rough night and I’m going to have a hell of a lot of paperwork to fill out, so please don’t anyone make it worse by getting ideas. I’m in a shootin’ mood.”
“Ellison, is it?” the old woman said. “I don’t know who you think you are, but you’re obviously not someone with the right set of permissions. Our identities were randomized for privacy.” She tilted her jaw upwards and smiled a little. She was good at haughty, and it looked like she’d had plenty of years to practice.
“Jeez, lady,” I said. “There are brown dwarfs brighter than you.”
Hestia smiled behind her hand. The old woman didn’t see it or didn’t care. She was busy turning pale and wobbling unsteadily. You see that sometimes when folks find themselves staring down a bakufu authentication certificate. Allergic to being caught.
I feel like I should post something, but the next week or two is gonna be a busy stretch for me. I have two papers due next week (an exegesis of Daniel and a paper on the liturgical calendar) and my writing group this weekend, so I’m busting my butt to get a chapter of Buddhas Dream out for them to tear apart. We’ll see you on the other side of finals, or the next time the Spirit moves me/someone says something colossally stupid, whichever comes first.
Happy thanksgiving everyone! I’m grateful for my wife, our families, and the turkey that’s taunting me with it’s delicious smell. And also to the Wright family, who just drummed up this silly blog more traffic than I’ve ever seen.
Jason’s writing to Pastors and leaders here, but the lesson stands for all of us: when people are hurting, we don’t hurt them again.
I was an Associate Pastor in my first year of ministry. Part of my job was to make hospital visits and to pray for the sick. One day I was in the hospital room talking with an elderly lady from the church that had just gone through a heart procedure and was on her way to recovery. At this point in my ministry experience ,the hospital still made me very nervous and insecure because;
1) Hospitals already made me uncomfortable…there are needles there.
2) I had the baby face of Gary Coleman, and no one believed I was old enough to be a “Real Pastor.”
3) There were so many awkward moments and hard questions that would inevitably come up and I wasn’t ready to answer them.
4) Old people love to show you their scars and procedures…….Ill just leave that one right there.
As I was talking to the…
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It’s been a crazy week. I was laid off (something I’ve known was coming since spring, and, frankly, have known for the past few years) and then had an absolute nightmare at class when I, Mr. “I’ll do the powerpoint, because I’m the tech guy in this group!”, found that I’d forgotten to ensure that the room we were presenting in had a computer. Who puts a projector in a room and doesn’t include a computer? For that matter, what kind of school doesn’t have at least a computer in every room? Anyway, after the total nightmare that was Monday, I woke up on Tuesday to Castalia House’s kind review of Domo and the Sci Phi Journal over all, followed, shortly afterward, by Castalia House soliciting me for chapters of a novel. Wednesday I signed a contract for a novel, an anthology, and first refusal on my next novel.
So! Here’s the official announcement! Do Buddhas Dream of Enlightened Sheep, a hardboiled cyberpunk novel about a chain smoking government agent, will be forthcoming from Castalia House in 2015.
And for “Domo” in particular:
Overall, this is the strongest of the four short stories in the Sci Phi Journal, and definitely one of the better shorts so far this year. It explores robotics, sentience and artificial philosophy in an artful way, without ever stepping on the toes of an actual futuristic story about a domestic aide struggling to overcome a series of breakdowns.
Read the rest over at Castalia House.
The first issue of the Sci Phi Journal is out, and can be purchased from Amazon and Smashwords for the low, low price of 3.99 USD. Four short stories, the first of which is by yours truly, half a dozen articles, and a novella by John C. Wright. Practically a steal!
Coming soon: Thoughts on “A Theology of Science Fiction!”