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November 2007Newsletter 22 |
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Hello, friends! Summer has lingered into fall here in North Texas, but the seasons are finally changing. I always feel more than usually introspective as the year wanes. Dry leaves shift uncomfortably in the fall winds. In the Lord of the Rings calendar, Frodo has sailed to the west. In the church calendar, we have passed All Hallows Eve, All Saints Day, and All Souls Day, known in this part of the world as the Day of the Dead, Dia de los Muertos—a celebration of the lives of ancestors. And now the Christmas lights are going up! There’s a reason winter holidays include bright lights, candles, scarlet and gold. It’s time to lay out the manger scenes, hang up the stockings, and celebrate birth rather than death. After getting Blackness Tower turned in to Juno Books, in June—ON TIME, you will note—I throttled back over the summer and actually read some novels. Plus I set myself up a small page on Facebook, if any of y’all are there and would like to befriend me. I also fulfilled my obligation to contribute a short story to a fantasy anthology titled The Dimension Next Door, to be published in 2008 by DAW Books. The theme of DND is the realms of reality that co-exist on another level within our own. Editors Kerrie Hughes and Martin Greenberg asked me to do a story set in Glastonbury, no doubt thinking of the alternate-dimensional quality of my novel Lucifer’s Crown. The story is titled “The Avalon Psalter”. In it, I spun off the character of Magnus Anderson from Blackness Tower. He’s the American host of a British TV program called The Paranormal Files, who’s looking for verifiable proof of the paranormal. He’s one of my more over-the-top characters and is therefore fun to work with.
I’ve signed up for the famous—even notorious—Romantic Times convention which will be in Pittsburgh April 16-21, 2008. I’ll not only be promoting fantasy romance Blackness Tower, I’ve also joined a group of mystery writers, twelve women and one brave man. We are billed as Mystery Chix and a Rooster, and will be having a mixer with food and prizes to promote our books that “turn romance into a mysterious adventure!” (Well, isn’t romance always mysterious?) I’m also on a panel titled “Romantic Mysteries—a new subgenre?” (Well, no, I’ve been writing romance/mystery blends for years.) A week after Romantic Times is Malice Domestic, a convention I’ve attended a dozen times—and a good thing, too, because I figure by then I’ll be wandering around with glazed eyes and a fixed smile. My mysteries? Oh yeah—The Secret Glass, The Murder Portrait, The Burning Hole....
Now that the good reviews have hopefully stimulated sales, Five Star is interested in my doing another book in the series. Therefore, in volume four, The Charm Stone, Jean and Alasdair come to the United States, to Colonial Williamsburg in Virginia.
My husband and I spent the last week of October in Williamsburg. We attended a fascinating concert by Dean Shostak, who plays glass instruments including the harmonica, invented by Benjamin Franklin. We also went to a candlelight concert at the Governor’s Palace and took an after dark Ghosts and Legends tour. If they can’t keep the town as dark as it would actually have been in the eighteenth century, then they at least keep it darker than an often eyeball-searing modern city. And I tell you what, those old houses can be spooky at night, even if you’re not there on Halloween when shadowy shapes carrying lanterns are telling ghost stories. The principle behind Colonial Williamsburg is “that the future may learn from the past”, a worthy goal if ever there was one. As I’ve often said, you don’t arrive here (in the present) without having been there (in the past). Every time we visit CW, we see fascinating historical interpretations, such as the first reading of the Declaration of Independence in Virginia. We also spent several hours walking around Yorktown, where the British surrendered to George Washington in 1781. We were there on a beautiful cool, clear Halloween morning, and were utterly delighted to see costumed children partying beside the cemetery at Grace Episcopal Church (originally built in 1697). Talk about Dia de los Muertos! And Grace Church has a labyrinth walk, just to bring us back around to Lucifer’s Crown and Blackness Tower.
As well as starting The Charm Stone, I’m finishing The Vorkosigan Companion (which I’m co-editing with the aforementioned Martin H. Greenberg and his staff), a retrospective on the work of my good friend, science fiction writer Lois McMaster Bujold. (Her birthday, appropriately enough, is November 2nd, All Soul’s Day.) The Companion includes a variety of essays, a concordance, maps and a timeline, and original material from Lois. It will be published by Baen Books in 2009.
And that pretty much brings us to the end of 2007. May you and yours have a glorious holiday season and a wonderful beginning to 2008!
IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO RECEIVE THIS NEWSLETTER contact me through my website and I will remove you from my list. My best wishes to you and your families for a healthy, happy end to 2006. May the spooks of Halloween make you laugh, may the special dinners of Thanksgiving fill your heart as well as your stomach, and may the blessings of Christmas go with you and yours into the next year. Cheers, Lillian Lillian Stewart Carl http://www.lillianstewartcarl.com "Tonight was All Hallow's Eve, when the church sent its saints to sweep lingering pagan spirits under its rug. Tonight was Samhain, the pagan New Year's Eve. In two months another New Year's Eve would end the year. For sixty days the past and the future would possess the same metaphysical space and time." --Lillian Stewart Carl, Lucifer's Crown |