Two Weeks :: FKA twigs

FKA twigs ‘ “Two Weeks” is arresting from the moment it starts. Demonic Motown singers introduce the oily spirit of this song; its soul is obviously in torment, writhing from the onset. You know? It’s got this dark synth wiggle to it, is what I mean.

The first line has mf’er in it–definitive, but not catchy until she fairly chirps it in her characteristic super high trills. So pretty!

This song is polished, and it’s really irresistible once her voice and the orchestra of haunting little bone-ticks start undulating around and through each other. Whoo! So glad we pre-ordered LP1. This was a welcome surprise on my phone this morning. ^.^

take a listen

sight

I spend a lot of time daydreaming. More than half of the day. It isn’t something I do on purpose. It just happens. It’s like a cable box set on shuffle. Everything I look at, everything I hear, say, do…has a million stories lurking just under the skin. And I can see them moving there beneath the surface like an alien. You know, from Alien.

It drives me crazy. It makes me happy. It makes me distracted, unfocused, clumsy, forgetful. It makes me a writer. It makes me me. This sight.

The ten #sffsat

So, Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday: a mouthful, a blog hop, a hive mind of the most geek-tastic brains out there. Some guidelines, a little welcome:

Welcome to Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday. On the surface, it’s a web ring of authors who post snippets of their work for comment. In reality, it’s a close-knit group of friends and colleagues working together to support and encourage one another and promote the science fiction and fantasy genres.

- JC Cassels, 2012

Restrictions

  1. Absolutely no erotica or explicit content. This ring is for all ages to read. This is the founding reason for this ring, and any diversions will be removed from the final list on Saturday.
  2. Length of snippets:
    • Prose: 4 – 10 sentences.
    • Poetry: 4 – 10 lines.
  3. Any and all comments on the authors’ work are welcome, but please take care to keep them constructive.

I’ve been sharing snippets from a wip called Human: a tale about a detective who meets an android named Adelyn X. And can’t get her out of his head, which leads to trouble, of course. 

I have also started sharing Young Gods, a YA wip about its namesake.

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Today I’m sharing more of Human. Last time Adelyn finally began to explain why she’s so special and why she has decided to confide in Jack. Here’s what happened last time.

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“Other what?”

“The Ten. Androids. People like me. Research ventures. We are the first test. Experiment. Whatever.” Her language was becoming more imprecise as she became more upset.

“OK, calm down for a second. Take a deep breath,” he instructed. “You need one.” She took one automatically, bright eyes too big in her small face. “You are one of ten research…experiments that focus on combining humans and androids?”

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I think I’ve revealed enough. :) If I manage to make it back, we’ll pick up somewhere different!

Until next time, check out some more snippets.

 

I don’t need y’all anyway

My#wcw will be Iggy Azaela if I can remember to post it. She’s just so refreshing and transparent. Actually, to think of it, today is Tuesday, but I thought it was Monday. Oh, well. It also helps that many songs on New Classic relate to the protagonist in my current wip! <3  Enjoy. :)

take a listen

Onto an attempt at a conclusion….

For further research, I would like to spend specific and intense research time concerning the data of minority authors versus non-minority authors, not to divide us, but to provide means for a necessary comparison and contrast. I find it necessary only to highlight or emphasize the drastic difference that still is very alive and well. Again, it is extremely important that I note…

all of this research is for the purpose of more inclusion, not finger-pointing, segregation or a call for an uprising of black or minority authors. It is going to take all authors in the community, regardless of race or sex, to make this change.

 

Often researchers and authors have to ask themselves who cares? Well, if you look at the scholarship (i.e.,) the people who care are primarily black women. That is not to say that women of other colors (I owe a great deal of gratitude and love to Elisabeth Anne Leonard) or black men (Adilifu Nama’s work with superheroes is particularly significant and dear to me, considering my love for superheroes), or even white men (Sam Moskowtiz’s points and tone in the introduction of Strange Horizons remains a bolster to my spirits, concerning this endeavor) have not made many significant and far-reaching moves in scholarship; simply to say, a cursory glance would answer who cares with many, often dread-headed black women, including myself.

 

All of that to say that I hope this serves as a call to action for all lovers/supporters of speculative fiction and true diversity.