—posted 4 days ago
Have some books. “Wake up…” collects chapters 1 – 11; The Dazzle of Day collects chapters 12 – 22; the first season omnibus, Autumn into Winter, collects all 22 in one handy ebook—so you should get the two, or the one, but not all three, unless you’re feeling especially generous. —You can buy copies through Amazon, or Smashwords, or Payhip, or (of course) me; you can add them to your Goodreads or LibraryThing shelves; you might, if you need a little more convincing, read some reviews and interviews first.
No. 21, “Gallowglas,” will see its free online premiére on Monday, April 21st, with no. 22, “Maiestie,” to follow. Until then, you’ll need to secure a copy of The Dazzle of Day or the omnibus (or the paper chapbooks, of course) to read them. —And after that? Well. Whatever comes next is after that.
—posted 11 days ago
It is done; it has been done. It is, more to the point, available for preorder over at Smashwords, and of course direct from the source. (I’d offer up the Amazon link for Kindle and paperback editions, but it seems Amazon doesn’t bother to offer preorder capabilities to self-publishers.)
On (or after) February 25th, then, you’ll finally get to learn what happens next, for a value of “next” limited to those events which are depicted in nos. 21 and 22 of City of Roses. (Unless, of course, you’ve ordered paper copies of those chapbooks, in which case, check the mail.) —Don’t ask about the stock market, lottery tickets, or sportsball scores; prophesy’s a delicate business at best.
While you’re waiting, you can add Vol. 2 over on Goodreads, or talk it up hither, or yon. Beginning in April, let’s say Monday, April 21st, “Gallowglas” and then “Maiestie” will begin their serialization here, to round out the web-based, freely available collection. —Meanwhile, I’ll be over on the couch with a pile of books and madly scribbled scraps of paper, trying to figure out what happens in the next next.
(Oh, also? I’ll be at Readercon this year, for pretty much sure and certain. Further on which when more is known.)
—posted 41 days ago
Often we grow impatient with epic poems. Too long, we feel—all those irrelevant interruptions, those additions, conventions, invocations, interpolations, those stories and speeches, catalog and dull history. But these are all part of the journey, the reader’s journey on his long way around. For just as there are epic poets, involved in the task of creating, and just as there are epic heroes, who labor to create, so also are there epic readers. And all of those digressions and history and stretches of catalog, all those elements of the poem which image the vastness and variety of the real world, allow the epic poet to involve the epic reader in the meaning of the poem, which is the immense difficulty of getting there and the driving necessity to go.
—posted 49 days ago
The passage goes on into another paragraph, crescendoing with a sunrise, the whole revealing the city with the shock of the familiar made new.
And that is ultimately the answer. Fantasy tropes may fade, become familiar and tired, lose their power. Perhaps someday fantasy, itself, will do the same. But the classic cycle of myth and religion, which fantasy has taken on over and over again, isn’t one of life and then death, but of life, death, and rebirth. Familiarity is a question of context: what is your world made of? As our world shifts, what is new becomes old and what is old becomes new. The elements may be the same, but the magic is in the combination.
—posted 60 days ago
Supersticery Press is proud to announce a delay in the impending publication of The Dazzle of Day, volume 2 of City of Roses, the acclaimed web serial by Kip Manley.
Kip Manley, director of marketing for Supersticery Press, says it’s disappointing to everyone who was looking forward to this release to have to hold off for at least a week.
“We all realize as an industry that the best product we can deliver to the consumers is the better, and the better the product the more money the writer will get for the product. So it’s a win-win for everybody if we just wait and only publish the best possible product,” Manley said.
“I did try to make it crystal fucking clear that a fixed release date without even a completed, edited draft, was criminally bonkers,” said Kip Manley, art director for Supersticery Press, when asked for comment. “I can turn around a fucking ebook pretty fucking quick at this point, but the paperback overhaul’s gonna take time to say the least, and that’s not even factoring in the goddamn ARCs that should’ve been hitting the bricks a month ago at this point. And we still haven’t got even an actual finished first draft in the can! You gotta talk to the fucking writer about that. I mean damn.”
All attempts to date at contacting Kip Manley, director of content generation for Supersticery Press, have been met with incoherent screams and ominous thumps and shattering noises of unknown provenance.
The Web Fiction Guide says City of Roses is “utterly captivating” and “brilliant.” The Guardian says “City of Roses is an absorbing read that many fantasy fans will enjoy immensely,” and the Oregonian has called it “just another Portland story.” Fans everywhere are assumed to be united in their desire to see the damn thing published already, dammit.
The Dazzle of Day will collect chapters 12 – 22 of City of Roses, completing the story begun in volume 1, “Wake up…”, published in 2011. The Dazzle of Day will be available as an ebook for all software and devices, as well as a handsomely designed paperback, at some point after Tuesday, December 17th, 2013, from all major online retailers, as well as stores within and around Portland, and directly from the publisher. Review copies will be made available as soon as they exist.
The publication date, yet to be determined, will also see a release of a new edition of volume 1, “Wake up…”, and a change in the pricing of ebooks and paperbacks (yet to be finalized). An omnibus ebook containing all 22 chapters will also be published. After a brief hiatus, the serial will resume; the next two volumes, also consisting of 11 chapters each, will be titled In the Reign of Good Queen Dick, and —or Betty Martin.
Please address any questions to the publisher of Supersticery Press, Kip Manley, at firstname.lastname@example.org.
—posted 91 days ago
One can say the epic is a profoundly political kind of poem, if we take political as it is derived from the Greek polis, city, and thus is concerned with the way men live in community. But we mistake this political preoccupation if we regard epic only as celebrating creation and hymning the order and goodly government of things. Epic does sing of order, but out of necessity as much as delight; for epic is profoundly aware of the forces that destroy, of the disease and savage loneliness within man that renders so much of his human effort futile. The Iliad, after all, ends with the imminent destruction of a city; the festive Odyssey culminates with a vast feast hall littered with dead bodies. And the Aeneid begins with Troy in flames and ends with another city conquered, as, in the name of fatherhood and civilization, Aeneas becomes another Achilles, and brutal Turnus another Hector, killed before a conquered town. Paradise Lost, for all the hopes and promises of redemption, ends with the solitary pair wandering past flaming swords, exiled from the garden that was a perfect earthly image of God’s city. The great civilizing passage of the son to fatherhood, of the individual to an institution, cannot be accomplished without pain and loss. “For nothing can be sole or whole,” says Yeats, “that has not been rent.”
—A. Bartlett Giamatti, Play of Double Senses:
Spenser’s F‐‐rie Queene
—posted 122 days ago
Supersticery Press is pleased to announce the impending publication of The Dazzle of Day, volume 2 of City of Roses, the acclaimed webserial by Kip Manley.
The Dazzle of Day will collect chapters 12 – 22, completing the story begun in volume 1, “Wake up…”, published in 2011. The Dazzle of Day will be available as an ebook for all software and devices, as well as a handsomely designed paperback, on Tuesday, December 10th, 2013, from all major online retailers, as well as stores within and around Portland, and directly from the publisher.
The Web Fiction Guide says it’s “utterly captivating” and “brilliant.” The Guardian says “City of Roses is an absorbing read that many fantasy fans will enjoy immensely,” and the Oregonian has called it “just another Portland story.”
Review copies of The Dazzle of Day will be made available toward the end of October, as production work on the volume is completed. The publication date will also see a release of a new edition of volume 1, “Wake up…”, and a change in the pricing of ebooks and paperbacks (yet to be finalized). An omnibus ebook containing all 22 chapters will also be published. After a brief hiatus, the serial will resume; the next two volumes, also consisting of 11 chapters each, will be titled In the Reign of Good Queen Dick, and —or Betty Martin.
Please address any questions to the author and publisher, Kip Manley, at email@example.com. (Kip Manley was, some time ago, a senior editor and staff writer for Portland’s late, lamented Anodyne magazine. He currently lives in Portland with the celebrated cartoonist Jenn Manley Lee and the generally astounding Taran Jack. Mostly he just wanders about the city looking for cool places to stage sword fights.)
—posted 151 days ago
Saturday morning, much too early, I wrote the last few words of the chapter, then printed the whole thing out and spent the first hour or so of the Zine Symposium stapling and folding copies of no. 20. So it’s done; it’s fixed, bar a comma or two, or a misspelling corrected when nobody’s looking. A tin-eared turn of phrase re-tuned, perhaps, the slightest shift in mood, in tense—I really need to stop fussing. The important point: “Sun” will see its online première here on Monday, Sept. 2nd, and run M–W–F through Friday, Sept. 13th. I trust I’ll see you then?
And until then, I’ll be cranking away, turning the 17,000 words I wrote in the month of July into what must pass for no. 21, “Gallowglas,” and then go about finishing up the finale. —The plan, again: to release the whole mess as book and ebook, in or about November, and then to run the last two chapters here in December or so. —The actual dates for said events to have been fixed, I hope, by the time no. 20 runs here. I’ll need to add a marketer’s hat to the haberdashery on my head.
Until then, then, I’ll be revising, and you’ll be waiting: a nothing time, an empty time, a three-in-the-morning moment stretched out over the course of a few weeks. —Here, have a picture of what it looks like when all twenty chapbooks are laid out on a table:
If you click through, you can see some snaps of a four-year-old, running up and down an aisle with a fake rose.
—posted 208 days ago
I didn’t write a word yesterday. Thursday. —Actually, I wrote two words: “The hill—”
I just deleted them.
We’re off to a good start?
I finished the (first) draft of No. 21, “Gallowglas,” on Wednesday night, which mostly consisted of writing out what I’d spent Monday and Tuesday not writing out, and then sitting back, and then sitting up again to close the file (and thinking, as any writer can’t help but do at moments like this, of the horribly ambiguous gesture Richard Dreyfuss makes at the end of Stand By Me—were we supposed to understand he was supposed to be shutting down the computer itself, when he merely shut off the monitor? Were we supposed to understand he hadn’t saved his file, that his gesture was destructive, purgative, restorative? Or had he just, y’know, shut off his damn monitor?)—and I let out a breath it felt like I’d been holding for, well, far too damn long.
Now it’s time to write out the—is it a spoiler to say it’s an epilogue? This is, after all, first and foremost a television show, and I was reading somewhere about how ever since the Sopranos everybody’s been tying up their seasonal arcs in a blow-out in the penultimate episode, and using the last one before the break not as a cliff-hanger, but as a breath-catch after the plunge averted, the stock-taking after a loss sustained. But I got my initial splash of it from the fourth season of Buffy, which is anyway where I first started thinking about the structures of long-form episodic storytelling, and anyway had it reinforced by the Wire, which played that card with a flourish every time, and it has nothing to do with whether these folks stole it from those folks or who had the idea first, it has to do with the fact that there’s love yet for the epilogue, and not enough of them in the world.
That hill, then. —Oh, there’s a hill, and a flickering, winding line, but not of candles, and anyway that’s not where it’ll start. I just figured out this morning where it’ll start, is the thing. I’ve still got a list of all the things it’ll be impossible to fit, but that’s the sort of problem I can deal with. Knowing where to start, which word to put down, and which word comes after that—that was the problem. For about 24 hours or so, there.
If you’re following along at home, then: I’ve written 32,064 words of what was only thus far supposed to’ve been about 30,000; there’s still 15,000 to write, and only a day over two weeks left to write them in; a thousand words a day, here on out, if it’s to be done by then.
It’ll be close, I guess? —So far, over the course of the Write-a-Thon, I’ve written 16,345 words: an average of 630 words a day, for more than three weeks running, now. 32,066 words since March 31. (I’m counting “That hill” in the total since it was there, yesterday, even if it’s gone today.) That’s the longest sustained blast of—productivity? creativity? —The longest string of one word after another, anyway, that I can recall maintaining since this thing began.
So there’s that, then, for endings. They have a momentum. —Even if it’s hard, sometimes, catching your breath again, after you finally let that big one out.
—posted 232 days ago