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I haven’t been on in a while, so let us fix that with…cat pictures!
The orange one is our boy Bruce, the tabby is his sister Jen.
Imaginary Corpse Pre-Order!
Good news, my wondrous Interfriends! As you may have seen if you checked my Twitter feed or my Facebook page this morning (Pacific time), the pre-order links for The Imaginary Corpse are live!
The links are available on my Publications page, but for those are getting this via tyler-hayes.com or Tumblr, the links are here for your convenience.
Order direct from Angry Robot Books (currently only ebook pre-orders are available)
Order from Amazon (both Kindle and paperback pre-orders)
Please feel free to order whichever format is best for you and from whichever site is best for you in terms of price point, accessibility, etc.; I won’t judge whatever needs govern your decision!
There will be more info in the coming weeks and months, including a cover reveal as soon as it’s ready, and some fun facts and trivia I’m developing along with the other #Debut19Chat authors on Twitter that I’ll post once complete (follow along with the hashtag if you’re interested!). For now, though, have a wonderful night, Happy Holidays, and thank you!
The Biggest News Yet
This is a post literally decades in the making…
Today, Publisher’s Weekly listed this in their Deals: “Debut author Tyler Hayes's THE IMAGINARY CORPSE, pitched as Raymond Chandler meets THE VELVETEEN RABBIT for adults…”
I’ve sold a novel.
Angry Robot Books has bought The Imaginary Corpse, and is publishing it in 2019.
The Imaginary Corpse is my debut novel. I am a debut author.
I want to say so much and at the same time I want to say nothing. When I got the offer from Angry Robot, I literally froze in place for a second. An editor — a stranger — told me that they loved my story, that they wanted to pay for the right to put it on their list. Two sets of strangers, at Kimberley Cameron & Associates and at Angry Robot, believed in me enough to make my career a part of their careers. To make my story a part of their careers.
It’s not just that I’ve sold a novel that brings me so much joy (though God, that too and that so much!); it’s that my debut novel gets to be this novel. The Imaginary Corpse is a book of my heart, an idea that sprung from ideas I’ve had for my entire conscious life, that is based on my desire to write something that was thoughtful and kind; to write me instead of writing the people who influenced me. I love this book — I loved brainstorming it and I loved writing it and I loved editing it — but I was actually getting ready to trunk it when the offer from Angry Robot came in. I had literally come to the conclusion just weeks before this all went down that letting it come out later in my career was OK; and then I was told that no, this book is happening. That someone believed in this story. That the book of my heart is going to be real and out there for people to buy and read and love. I’ve already had a stranger tell me it “sounds so good” on Twitter.
It’s real. I’ve sold my first novel.
Today has been a day of people Liking my posts and sending congratulations, and it’s been such a powerful reminder of how fortunate I am. I’ve not always had the best luck with people, and not always had the best self-esteem; and I am so grateful that now, today, when the dream I’ve been chasing finally stopped and waited for me, I am celebrating it with people I admire and love and respect, and who admire and love and respect me, people who value growth, who value empathy, who care about people. That I could achieve this pinnacle with my eyes wide open and my neurotransmitters properly medicated and the knowledge that yes, I do deserve this, and yes, it’s OK to be proud.
There will be a million updates about this in the coming months: cover reveals, giveaways, frequently asked questions, everything I’ve been looking forward to doing. But for now, I just want to say: thank you. Thank you to everyone who has believed in me; to my family who bought me writing books and gave me time to write and cheered me on; to Sonya, who has always supported my writing career and who was the first person to tell me this book had legs; to the Isle of Write, who held me up when I got low and gave me a space to both celebrate and freak out, and made me feel like a part of a community in a way I rarely ever do; to C.L. Polk, who told me from the first time she heard about it that this book was a good book; and to every friend who ever liked a post or beta-read a story or had me sign an anthology or otherwise helped me build to this day. To this dream.
I’m going to get offline and go celebrate — Paul Sheldon has Dom Perignon and a cigarette, I have whiskey and Caesar salad and Sentinels of the Multiverse — but again, and forever, thank you all. I am so looking forward to bringing this weird and wonderful book into the world and into your hands. And then tomorrow…it’s time to get moving on the next one.
For those unaware because staff isn’t saying it
Tumblr was deemed too full of inappropriate content to be allowed to be downloaded from the app store.
It has this “inappropriate” problem because of rampant porn ad bot accounts. The old solutions were bots to detect image sets with nsfw content, the automatically enabled safe mode, tag filtering for mobile, and wide takedowns of nsfw bots based on words used (that’s why their messages are full of numbers and symbols, to evade this)
Tumblr released their own bot supposedly capable of wiping the ad bots, but it’s taking down many popular blogs, possibly due to sheer amounts of posting or sheer amounts of ad bots in their notes. This bot was likely rushed to be put out.
You are more likely to be accidentally flagged if you post external links, as well. If your acct is taken down you CAN get it back, but it’s a pain. E-mail tumblr support for help with this. It takes down side blogs with the main ones.
I’ll be halting posts for about a week or until this problem is fixed.
Fucking superb you funky little death omen
My brain: I sure would like to make some new friends
Me: You know you have to interact with people to get to know them right?
My Brain:
Just tag me next time
people seem to forget a lot that the dm is ALSO one of the players whenever you sit down for a session, and that their comfort, enjoyment, and limitations matter just as much as everyone else’s. i think sometimes people get really used to treating the dm like they’re a game engine that can and will have to produce entertaining results for anything you do as a player without realizing that while improvisation is a valued and important skill for a dm, its also probably a sign of a bad player to take too much pride in burning your dm’s campaign to the ground. imagine if another player got smug about constantly pushing your pc off of cliffs. you wouldn’t be having a very good time if that happened.
OMG this!!!!
Cosigned.
i dont trust birds. fuckin hollow bones. suspicious. what are you hiding in there
fuck. shit. youre right. fuck.
Assert dominance over ghosts by jumping out at yourself from dark corners
Why wait for a poltergeist to cause a ruckus? Slam your own doors. Rattle your own windows. Smash your own favourite plate against the wall. Haunt your own house. You don’t need no weakass spirit. The only supernatural force you need in your life is yourself.
this is so inspiring i’m crying thank you
Be the ghost you want to see in the world.
Old dentists' office walls are full of thousands of "buried teeth"
For at least the third time, construction workers in Georgia have opened up the walls of a former dentist’s office only to discover thousands of teeth in the wall cavity.
The latest discovery was made at Valdosta, Georgia’s TB Converse Building, built in 1900, in a dental office occupied by Dr Clarence Whittington and then Dr Lester G Youmans, from 1900 until the 1930s.
Previous troves of entombed teeth have been discovered in old dentists’ offices n Greensboro and Carrolton.
https://boingboing.net/2018/10/27/poor-r-value.html
>for at least the t h i r d t i m e
apparently the cool thing to do post-war was utilize the empty space between studs as a fucking sharps container because that could never cause a problem in the future
thanks boomers
Now walls are potentially dangerous. Was there anything boomers DIDN’T make worse?
My Process
Here it is: The inevitable writing process post.
I hadn’t really planned to do this; I find these kinds of posts educational, but I always assume that my own process isn’t going to be helpful to others. But then a friend in a different creative field asked about my process, the big question being: How do I keep myself moving forward on my writing career while also working 40 hours a week in my editing career? How do I maintain creative discipline? When I got that specific question, rather than a generic “what’s your process?” (or God forbid “where do you get your ideas?”), I found that actually, I had a pretty detailed answer — and also, it’s one that I realize I hear a lot. So if you need an answer to how you keep yourself writing, here you go!
Two caveats, though. One: I can’t guarantee this will work for you, and frankly I wouldn’t want you to just carbon-copy my process. This is built around my lifestyle, my mental health, and my needs, and yours are probably not mine. It’s OK for you to take some of this and throw out the rest, or to decide to do it completely differently because your method works better for you. This is my answer, not the answer.
Two: I don’t get into specifics like word count per day here. That’s because, even for me in my own practice, that number is very much a moving target, and plenty of days can’t be measured in word count (I get into that a paragraph or so down). Plus, presuming that a certain number of words every day will equal success like some kind of magic spell is reductive at best, and potentially ableist at worst. Instead, I tried to boil the process down into general ways I stay disciplined and don’t sink into the Swamp of Despair.
Now then, that said, my practice rests on five pillars: Discipline; Reasonable Goals; Pre-Planning; Forgiveness; and Support. Discipline
I set a goal of how often to work on writing and how much, and I stick with it. In my current practice, that’s five days of writing work every week, with two days off. (Note I have not specified what writing work; that’ll show up in a minute.) I find that, regardless of specific goals, overarching structure helps me a lot — if I look back and go "I did writing stuff every single day I said I would!" it helps me feel accomplished and makes it easier to do the next week.
This ties into…
Reasonable Goals
I set goals for myself for each day of writing, but I try to make sure those goals are things I can reasonably expect to get done and done well in that time frame; when I have an hour or two on a weeknight, setting a goal that would take me four hours under the best of circumstances is not going to do anything but frustrate me. To that end, when setting goals, I try to remember that setting a goal that turns out to be too little is better than a goal that’s too much. If I hit my planned benchmarks I tend to feel better, and feeling good about my work is the #1 thing that keep me inspired. Better to do what seems like a silly-small amount at first and then realize "I can do more!" than to break myself. This especially goes for trying to measure myself against the daily goals of full-time creators; I started my writing practice by trying to do every day what Stephen King does and it very nearly destroyed me once I started working full-time.
The other side of Reasonable Goals is trying to recognize what counts as creative work. Like I said before, it’s not just raw word count, or even editing. I have nights where all I do is business stuff, or simple brainstorming — my goal might “Answer all my agent’s questions about this manuscript” or "Spend 20 minutes writing down ideas for this novel" or something like that. The day that I and Lisa Abellera talked on the phone, I did no other writing stuff except follow-up from that conversation that was time-sensitive. I had to recognize that I was spending a ton of energy on those things and doing more was asking for burnout.
Which leads into…
Pre-Planning
I try to plan out ahead of time what I need to be working on, based on deadlines I might be facing and goals I've set myself. That can be week by week for a short story, or even over the course of months for a novel. Then once I have my deadlines figured out, I break that down into the aforementioned Reasonable Goals.
Example: Say I see that a short story market is opening soon that I have an idea for (either pre-conjured or that I get once I look at their guidelines). The cutoff date for submission is in 3 months. In that instance, I sit down and do the math for how long I need for each phase of the work: brainstorming, outlining, rough-drafting, revisions, etc. Then I figure out how much that means I need to do with each day of writing work that occurs between here and the big deadline three months from now. That road map helps me set my goals, keeps me moving toward the end goal of finishing the work, and ensures I am constantly meeting goals and feeling good about it and staying energized through the bad parts. Because the bad parts are going to happen, and that brings me to…
Forgiveness
Forgiveness means being good to myself and not getting too self-critical. Sometimes, I do not make my goals, for a variety of reasons, and that needs to be OK.
Easy example: I didn't make myself try to work on writing on Sunday, even though I had already had two days off from writing; I was totally zoned out from Extra Life even after a nap, and I knew that any work I did do was going to be very hard, and probably have to be re-done. Likewise, sometimes I get sick. Sometimes Sonya needs me for emotional support, or we’ve got hockey tickets, or the hockey game means we require emotional support. Sometimes I miss my train and get home late. And sometimes, I’ll sit down and find the words just won’t go, and I need to either work on something else or recharge my batteries. All of that is OK.
Obviously, if it’s happening all the time, some amount of reflection on why is important; but life happens, and life and writing need to not be positioned as at odds with each other. If you aren’t living your life while writing, is it really worth it?
And finally…
Support
Support is Forgiveness, but external to you: having loved ones who understand and help lift you up. One of the biggest things that helps me is that Sonya and I both see my writing as a career as well as a hobby, and we have built our lives around taking time for creativity seriously. She knows that I'll need an hour or on most weekend nights to work on writing stuff, and more on weekends, and I know that sometimes she's going to want time to knit or paint minis. I am a member of a writing community that helps each other stay sane through the bad times and celebrate the good times and provide advice and feedback and positive reinforcement as needed, and my writing since I joined up there has been markedly better. This makes all the difference in the world; I have friends who, I'll just say it, have much less robust support networks, and it is painful to watch. So make sure you cultivate a Team You for your writing practice, and that everyone around you is on board as much as you need them to be.
So there it is: the process. I hope that helps, and I’m happy to answer any questions you might have.
Outsiders are not not saving a language by learning it.
While I’m personally grateful services like Tribalingual exist, creating some academic access to Indigenous languages, particularly for Indigenous diaspora (if they can afford it), I’m extremely dubious of the notion that a outsiders learning an Indigenous language is somehow “saving” it. There was a testimonial from some white American girl learning Ainu itak, and she spoke of it as if she were collecting some rare Pokemon card before it went out of print or something, framing it in typical dying Native rhetoric. What is she going to do with Ainu itak, except as some obscure lingual trophy?
If you want to save a language, save the people.
Language means nothing without history and culture breathing life into it, and in turn we are disconnected from our history and ancestors without it. Support Indigenous quality of life, ACCESS to quality education, quality health services (mental and physical), land and subsistence rights, CLEAN DRINKING WATER, advocate against police brutality and state violence, DEMAND ACTION FOR MISSING AND MURDERED INDIGENOUS WOMEN.
Damn, if you really want to “save the language” pay for an Indigenous person’s classes for them to reconnect to their mother tongues. I’m not saying outsiders shouldn’t learn languages they’re invited to learn, but don’t pretend like you learning conversational Ainu itak is saving it from extinction.
I was lucky enough to take Linguistic Anthropology under Dr. Bernard Perley, a Maliseet Native who brought a very real sense of judgement and urgency to his lessons. One that stuck with me was his framing of Zombie Linguistics. Languages that are “saved” from “death” by people who aren’t of the culture can become ambling, empty shadows of their “living” selves.
Outsiders who record native speakers as disembodied audio spirits frozen in time, or (usually white) linguists who copy down the bones and organs of a language without respecting its body, are guilty of resurrecting something that is not the original language. Language is so much more than files and corpora, and this idea that we who have degrees are the most qualified to “save” a language is colonialist and foolhardy. Every linguist who takes National Geographic money to go to a remote village to analyze an endangered language is just a vulture circling to feed — to truly save a language would be to give the community resources to teach and learn it as they see fit.
But that doesn’t get us published.
Read more on Zombie Linguistics in Dr. Perley’s paper here.
Informative thread on not acting like a linguistics degree or Rosetta Stone lesson is the same as a culture.
I want every Jewish person to be safe
I want every person to be safe
I want every Jewish person to be safe
I want every single living creature to be safe.
I want every Jewish person to be safe AND I WANT EVERY NAZI, NAZI SYMPATHIZER, AND NAZI APOLOGIST TO BE EXTREMELY UNSAFE AT ALL TIMES
I want every Jewish person to be safe and for Nazis and their human remoras to never feel safe outside their own beds and to be haunted forever by the feeling things are going to get worse again any second because THAT IS ONLY FAIR WITH HOW JEWISH PEOPLE FEEL RIGHT NOW
corn cat…reblog for a plentiful harvest
I was afraid not to.
Me too.
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He looks a lot like our elderly monster Yossarian.
I’m Ashamed to Ask for More Help. Urban Teacher in Tears, Asking for $375 for Bills and Necessities
As a lot of you know, being a teacher does not have me rolling in cash, and my second job doesn’t start for two weeks.
I keep asking for help because the bills and necessities do not disappear. I’ve shredded the hospital bills, but now 1 is in collections and the other is about to be ($200).
I have 3 work items that need to be dry cleaned.
A $40 electricity bill due Thursday.
More money for meds is needed as emergency prescriptions are being called in before my medication insurance plan changes ($30).
I also need help with my monthly student loan payment again ($72).
It’s really shameful to have to keep asking. Please don’t shame me anymore. I go to work everyday and work more hours a week than a ton of people. Not that respectability politics should matter. I say all this to say I am the working poor. Please get me out of the red:
Paypal: paypal.me/tiezesty
Cash app: $tiezesty
Venmo: tietie
Signal boost. If you can help, do.