May was a busy month.
I’ve been a pretty vocal supporter of Reaper Miniatures since I discovered them a few years ago, and unfortunately, one of their employees said some offensive things online recently (it’s hard to tell exactly when, things were edited). I’ve been struggling with this for a few days, and unfortunately I don’t think I’m articulating my concern well. It doesn’t help that people seem to have moved on since the news was revealed and any attempt at discussion either gets ignored or shouted down. Continue reading
Claude Lalumiere‘s Objects of Worship was the first ChiZine title I ever read (I eventually interned there, but not before I read many more of their books), and I’ve tried to read everything he’s done since (I chose Objects… because I had previously read – and loved – an anthology he edited called Montreal Dreams). This past weekend he had a launch event at Toronto’s Bakka Phoenix bookstore for his new book, Venera Dreams: A Weird Entertainment.
There are already a number of better-written (I enjoyed this post by Scalzi and the ensuing discussion), more informed posts on Charlottesville, however, keeping quiet is support, and this all seems crazy to me. I’m horrified by what happened. Here are a few things I’ve come across, and reminders that Canada has a problem too.
I’ve just learned that Joe Pulver is seriously ill, and looking at costly medical expenses despite insurance. While I don’t know him, many people I like speak highly of him. 100% of the funds from publication of Dim Shores‘ just announced “The Resplendent Troswoman Below” by Pulver Sr. and Edward Morris will go to the Pulvers. It’s not yet posted, so maybe sign up for the mailing list, or send an email or Facebook message if you’re interested. There’s also a Go Fund Me. Hopefully everything turns out okay.
The year-long lead-up to the celebration of Canada’s sesquicentennial has amazingly lacked awareness of how much this has been a celebration of colonialism in much of the country. It’s not like it’s been absent from the news, though. The whole spectacle has only reinforced the current government’s broken promises regarding reconciliation and recognition.
I mentioned last time that my wife had her PhD graduation ceremony on Monday. I wanted to go, but only because that thing took 8 years to finish, and something that significant deserves some kind of recognition, a ritual for closure’s sake. But the ceremony itself was torture. Continue reading