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I went in and got my back fixed this morning. It's still pretty sore and probably will be for the rest of the day; the muscles need to go back where they belong. Drinking plenty of water.

Then I went in to the optometrist, and it was immediately clear to everyone involved that my new contacts were not what they ought to be. So they're ordering me another pair, and those will show up "this week" according to the optometrist, which may mean next week, but at least they're on their way. I don't have a specific time to plan around, but I can schedule this appointment around other plans whenever it happens. So yay for that.

I picked up a Children's Writer's & Illustrator's Market. I believe the usage is incorrect in this title, because I believe the markets apply to more than one writer and more than one illustrator. But if they only apply to one, I hope it's me. markgritter assures me that I should not, in fact, return it to Barnes and Noble and apply to be someone's secretary or God forbid go back to nuclear physics. So I press onwards.

I read a lot while my back was making me miserable, and yes, I know, you're reeling from the shock of it. Poor dears. Anyway, reading Moonwise got me thinking about how I have to be grateful to Mercedes Lackey. Moonwise, you see, seems to me to be a very genre-y book. It reminded me of a dozen different things. It made me want to reread a dozen different things. I have heard praises sung of interstitiality -- and in fact I love some works that get called interstitial -- but Moonwise seemed to me to be thoroughly stitial. Rooted in its genre. Able to make me think of Lord Dunsany and alecaustin and pameladean and Charles de Lint and T.H. White and all sorts of other not-immediately similar writers. It isn't all that referential to other books in its genre, but it feels to me that it's connected to other books in its genre.

( discovery of genre fandoms )

And a story.

nihilistic_kid points out that my story, "Another Hollywood Miracle," is available at Fortean Bureau, along with his column and cpolk's story and other groovy things.

So go, read, enjoy.

Two Gender Yargs

So here I am looking through children's market listings, making notes, and I came upon this statement, quoted verbatim from the publisher in question: "We want nonfiction specfiically targeted to girls. If the approach would appeal to boys as well as girls, it is not right for American Girl Library."

This reflects a view of both boys and girls that is so alien to me that I can hardly even count how many fundamentla disagreements I have with this mindset. It's a very good thing I have no intention of writing for American Girl Library nor ever have, or my dream would be hereby crushed.

And then, the Victoria's Secret holiday catalog arrived. They always send this ridiculous thing, where you can order two sweaters, five pairs of panties, and a safari, or something stupid like that. This time, on page four, it reads, "No matter what role you play, underneath it all, every woman is an angel."

What freakin' year is this? 1886? Honestly!!! Every woman is an angel my lily-white angelic ASS!