My Mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun

Up in here celebrating Shakespeare’s birthday with a wee essay about my favourite woman depicted in Shakespeare. Read the entire thing over at Books That Shook Us [link: ]

My Mistress, Sonnet 130

1600s paintingIt’s with a poet’s heart I claim as my favourite woman in all of Shakespeare the subject of Sonnet 130: “My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun.” In school we studied several of Shakespeare’s plays before an inspired and ambitious teacher drove us determinedly through the sonnets. After the previous parade of Ophelias, Juliets, and Titanias, I thrilled at Shakespeare’s earthy frankness in celebrating not only that a woman could be portrayed as human, but that as such she was more compelling than any idealization, caricature, or fancy.

      My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
     Coral is far more red than her lips’ red. . .

Norwescon 40

This weekend I’m in lovely Washington, just outside Seattle at the Norwescon SF&F convention. I’ll be taking part in several panel discussions with worthy colleagues in the field. Come say hello.

The air in this part of the country is stunningly delicious.


Girl of Sweet Truffle

In a delightfully accurate description of “His Sweet Truffle of a Girl,” the Japanese translation of FUNGI calls my piece “A sad story of a man on a mushroom submarine for a purpose.” Title translation: “Girl of Sweet Truffle.”

Very happy to think of this story out in the world, doing its truffly thing.

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