AWP

Apr. 27th, 2019 06:13 pm
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So I went to my first AWP this year a few weeks ago, right after ICFA actually. I left Monday morning to hang with my cousin Andrea (her mom is my dad's aunt; moved to Portland back in the 70s, and Andrea is just a couple of years older than me). We ate a lot, and we also played a lot of Just Dance on her Kinect. It was a lot of fun! Also I am terrible at it. I'm also terrible at DDR which is why I always pick the easiest levels, but the amount of coordination needed for Just Dance is WAY more than I expected. But it was wonderful being able to do a thing with my cousin that wasn't just eating out all the time! We also went shoe shopping, and I have a lovely new pair from Abeo with a bit of a heel. We hit up all three shoe shops in the mall and this pair was kinda pinchy, but it was the one pair that made me wanna dance.

On Wednesday, I took a Lyft over to the Convention Center to meet Maurisa. The line was already really long, although it moved at a quick clip, since the registration area had about 12 computers set up for people to sign in themselves, and printers to print out badges, with volunteers nearby to hand out lanyards. It was really efficient! And very impressive, considering how many people were there.

The program book was a TOME, and I decided I was totally going to try to go to as many panels as I could. I didn't get to all of the ones I wanted to do, though. The ones I do recall going to are:

- A panel on alternatives to the traditional writing workshop. This was more about teaching writing, and more about the academic setting of creative writing, but it was still really interesting! One of the panelists taught memoirs, the other taught a mixed media hip hop class (lots of integration of blogging, video editing, and other interesting videography stuff). The one that struck me most was a guy who had taught a group of pre-college art students over summer. In art classes, the workshops begin with the students themselves making presentations of their work, explaining what they were trying to accomplish with it, asking for feedback on specific areas. It's topsy-turvy from how it gets done in writing classes, where everyone else gives their feedback and the writer just sits there. Someone in the audience asked how this doesn't end up becoming a validation-request type session, and the faculty member said that it was actually really effective for minority students, who have to endure cis white male readers repeat "I didn't connect with the text" because sometimes that is not the point!! So the writer gets to lead the discussion with what they were trying to accomplish, and the readers understand where the writer is coming from and can give more meaningful feedback that way.

I'm still think about this weeks later. My mind is blown. And it feels surprisingly intuitive?? Whenever folks ask me for feedback on writing, I generally start by asking what they're looking for specifically anyway. In this method, the writer also is expected to think critically about their own work and talk about it. I was taught that the writing should speak for itself, but I can see how this approach in workshopping is valuable too--if the writer is saying one thing, but the readers are seeing another thing in the text, then that's useful feedback too!

- A panel on Asian ghosts, which I had been initially excited for until I saw the moderator was a white dude. And it still could have been awesome! It appears to be a convention at AWP that panelists begin with a reading from their own work, which is relevant to the panel topic somehow. And the moderator prepares by reading the work in question, which I thought was very interesting. Still, the moderator was kind of a bad person to moderator the topic, because, just, ugh, at one point he was like, "convince me that there are benevolent ghosts, since I only ever hear of violent ones" and just like, gwailo shut up!!! Then he said, "do you actually believe in ghosts? I'm a rationalist so I don't" and WOW how is this even relevant.

- A panel on indie magazines, which was... significantly less useful than I wanted it to be. A lot of it was the founders talking about their struggles in staying afloat, without really talking about the magazine as a BUSINESS and any long-term planning. Only one of them had seen intergenerational longevity; the EIC had bought it off the previous owner. But he kept it afloat by submission fees. Disappointing all around.

- Luckily right after, I had a choice between "Small Press Success" and "Small Press Accounting 101" and texted Jill asking which I should go to. "Go to the Accounting one. I don't trust anything with 'success' in the title." And that was SUPER useful! I was late because I got lost trying to find the ballroom, but the panelists were all sponsored by the Council of Literary Magazines and Presses, and the panelists were all professional accountants. The moderator was really good at explaining stuff, but also good at handing it off to the panelists to explain specific terms. There was an Excel file being projected. It was really good stuff; a lot of things I vaguely remembered from high school, and some I'd picked up through osmosis, but it was so useful to have it all laid out.

- I tried going to a panel about craft talks, because the panelists are from the Napa Valley Conference which is apparently famous for craft talks and I...... found it dreadfully mealy-mouthed and vague. It was all "I don't really know what makes a craft talk so great, it's simultaneously so personal and yet so universal" and after about ten minutes of this nonsense I walked out.

- I went to Nisi's panel on alternate history instead, which wasn't quite as interesting as I hoped, but someone asked about the utopic impulse in alternate history, and whether utopia could be separated from the State, and I approached her afterwards to discuss Tom Moylan's work on utopia, as well as Parable of the Sower in which there's a utopic space that's not dependent on a larger state government to run it.

I... did not know that I was approaching Larissa Lai.

I met Larissa Lai!


Which leads me to talk about my social activities!!

I roomed with Angela and Maurisa, from UCR, and also with Darcie Little Badger!!!! Darcie had to come in late, and Maurisa had free credits from Zipcar, so we drove out to get her. It was really fun, and it was good to catch up with Maurisa. Darcie and I took the couch in the outer suite because it was softer.

The next morning we went to breakfast with Tempest and Nico (Nico is a local). Meals were also had with Nisi and Tempest (and Darcie!), breakfast with Alan (and Darcie!) and I organized a dinner for the Asians in Publishing Facebook group members. There were 7 of us, and it was nice to meet folks face to face, like Yilin Wang.

I also got to have a reunion with my Clarion classmates! Alan, Jen, Mackenzie, Maggie and Emily were there, as was Kelly, since Small Beer Press regularly does AWP. AWP is in Austin next year, and Tachyon has an employee there, so if I'm around next year, I'll look into how much it costs and maybe pitch to Jacob to do the Austin show, assuming of course we don't miss the deadline.


The vendor hall was large, and kind of reminded me of SDCC, even if it wasn't that as big as that? But large enough that it was a bit hard to navigate. I am pretty sure it was easier to go through the hall to get to the other side of the convention center (panels were EVERYWHERE, I don't know that they had any empty rooms) but because the vendor hall was so large, and also had only one entrance because they weren't letting non-attendees in, it was difficult to figure that out.


I hadn't known that AWP ending on Saturday meant there would be programming all the way into the evening, otherwise I would have planned to leave on Sunday instead!

But it was all in all an overwhelming experience. I'm not sure it'd be a conference I'd go to regularly, but to be fair, getting an AWP membership also meant getting the Writer's Chronicle, which is actually a really good publication, I really enjoy reading it. I never think I will, but then I just settle down to read it, and I just dig it. I don't LOVE everything, but I do like the literary analysis and craft stuff in it. I'm not a fan of poetry? But I do like poetry analysis! Weird. It makes me wonder if I would read Locus more if there were more essays on craft in it, rather than just interviews and reviews.
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I am back from LA!

Going down:

This was a fun trip. Tempest was already coming down to visit Rina, and found out about the King Tut exhibit in the California Science Center. Rina decided to go down and spend Thanksgiving with her family in Anaheim and offered to drive down. Fran also decided to visit family in LA. I was faffing on going, and was waiting on LosCon. In the end I decided to just go, whether or not I was attending LosCon, because even if I wasn't attending LosCon, I could still treat it as a writing retreat.

We drove down on Wednesday, and it felt like it went by so quickly because Rina and Fran kept up a steady stream of chatter. We dropped Fran off at her cousin's, and went to the hotel. Rina stayed the night before heading off to Anaheim the next morning.

While there:

Thursday, Tempest, her friend Emma, and I went to Redondo Beach to hang out and play Pokemon Go. When we got back, we made a trip to Target so Emma could get a swimsuit, and at the last minute I decided to also look for a swimsuit too. My two-piece, which I bought for a China trip back in like 2008 or something, looks great, and after losing the grad school weight, I fit back into it fine, but the waistline elastic is loose, and I can't dive the way I like to do for my laps without the bottom piece sliding off. I very much prefer one-piece swimsuits anyway!

We went to the hotel pool, which was heated, and it was marvelous. I did a few laps, then went to the hot tub. I really really miss swimming!

Friday I had an afternoon panel, but otherwise took it easy until the evening for a POC dinner, which was fun as usual.

Saturday I had a rather stressful panel. It was supposed to be about women in fandom, and how we've always been involved in fandom despite our involvement being rather invisiblized. Brianna Wu and Leigh-Ann Hildebrand were on the panel, as was an older woman who was clearly of the "awkward geeks are awkward and they are unused to having women in their midst" variety. So things spiraled into a shouting match with that concoction of clueless and outspoken. The other woman, Gerry, was very forceful about insisting that Leigh-Ann name her WorldCon rapist.

But I got out and went to the King Tut exhibit and it was really great!

Ended up having dinner in the lobby with Laurie Tom, Fran, DeAna Jones (a TOC mate from HIDDEN YOUTH; I never knew she was in LA!), and Isabel, who gave us the rundown of what happened at the New Masters of SF panel she attended, where she watched Greg Benford be a complete jerk moving goalposts on what constituted a master of SF and be dismissive towards NK Jemisin's work.

Sunday I tried to keep my two panels chill. They were both craft panels, which I liked a lot. I also had lunch with SB Divya and some of her Codex friends

Tempest, Fran and I took a Lyft over to Fran's cousin's place, where we were treated to a great dinner out. Then we hung out in the hot tub at the back of the house. Just, whew, relatives with money...

Monday, I accompanied Fran out to the fabric district because she was looking for more velvet to make her dresses. We also wandered down Santee Alley, and I bought a new dress. It needs pockets but I think I have the right kind of fabric for that. Then Fran went to have dinner at another cousin's place, while Tempest and I hit up Santa Monica for Pokemon Go and dinner (Cheesecake Factory! I really like the crab bites.)

Coming back:

Tuesday, yesterday! Rina came to get us around 9am, and we drove back up, without Fran who caught a flight in the early afternoon. I tried to buy more honeymead from Pea Soup Anderson's, but they had completely sold out over the holiday weekend!! Aaaaaaaargh. Oh well! The server gave me a phone number that I could call.

We got back in around 7pm, and Fran had arrived home by that time, so since Rina had offered to drive her fabric back up, we swung around to drop it all off before Rina dropped me home.

Today I went into work and drafted some newsletter-y stuff. It was.... a slow brain day, not just for myself but for the whole office. (I was treated to Jacob having completely forgotten to fold his collar over his tie because when I got into the office he had been up barely five minutes.)
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My period this time around is hella garbage! I woke up yesterday feeling terrible and just couldn't get up, until way past my usual time. I went to the Fat Fish to get some fried fish and wings for dinner, and ate one piece of each and just felt iiiiiiilllllllll afterwards.

This morning wasn't much better, but at least on my way up, I remembered that yesterday I'd asked whether we could get more hot chocolate packets in the office, and Jacob went upstairs and brought down hot chocolate packets ("the end of the universe is staved off for now"), so that cheered me a little bit as I hiked up the hill to the office.

But later in the day I went out, got a cookie, a Milky Way bar, and a packet of M&Ms, and wow I felt SO MUCH BETTER afterwards.

I finished my stuff early, so I took off, caught a bus downtown, did a couple of raids, and then took a transbay bus home. Was disappointed that the actual bus terminal was closed (I'm guessing it has to do with the protest against Salesforce happening right now because Salesforce is having some big event), but the bus ride was okay. I'll have to try doing it again with my Gotcha so I don't divide my attention between my phone and my book, and really see if I can read on the bus. I'd love to be able to read on the bus! The bus is a lot less crowded than the Bart train, probably because it takes so much longer.

Tomorrow I'm flying out to Minneapolis to attend a writing retreat (see you soon [personal profile] ninamazing!!) and hopefully I will get some words out. I'll return early Monday morning, and hopefully will have gotten enough sleep both in a bed and in a plane that getting to work right after will be fine. I should be good enough; I mean, if I can deliver a presentation at 8am after a 17-hour flight, I'm sure I can deal with a chill work day.

I swapped out the warm weather clothes for the winter clothes last night. Here's hoping I don't regret that XD
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It's 3.41 on Friday.

I woke up 5am Thursday, to catch a 6.15am train to Union Station. Should have gotten me in around 7.35, in time for the 8am bus out. Picked this over the 5.15 and 5.45 trains, because eh.

Well, the 5.15 train had mechanical issues. Which held up the 5.45 train, and then my train. We rolled into Union Station around 8.15, which meant I had to hang out waiting for the 2.30 bus.

Which, fine, I'd still get into Oakland at 11pm, reasonable. Sucks to miss having dinner with Jia Ling but whatever. I go to the temple to pray, I go to Little Tokyo for some food that will last me, I have some Ben and Jerry's.

I'm allowed onto the 2.30 bus even though the scanner insists that I've boarded the 8am bus that's fine. The bus is mostly empty, so I get a row to myself.

Halfway between Bakersfield and Fresno, around 5pm, the bus starts having engine trouble. We stop at some gas station which is not Fresno, our official stop. I eat chips and candy.

We wait for a mechanic.

The mechanic can't fix anything.

Which means we have to wait for... another bus. Which left LA at 9pm. That's a lot of not moving. Around midnight the bus comes.

I get into Oakland around 5am, a full 24 hours after I first woke up to start this awful journey. I take a Lyft to Jia Ling's house because I just. cannot. handle. further. travel.

I mean, I know that buses break down and this is the first time it's ever happened, but wow.

Jia Ling and I talk until she leaves for work at 9am because it just. We couldn't not. I went to sleep. It's 3pm, I'm sort of hungry? But also really not up for moving despite wanting to earlier today. Also, it's raining, so I'll sit tight and get rested for [personal profile] oyceter's wedding tomorrow.
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Have stayed at completely different places in the last three days: Corral Creek Cabins was in the mountains right by Kern River, then Sequoia Riverfront Cabins was a weird place which WAS right by a river, not across the road from one, and its front desk was a general store about a mile away, and now in a beachfront resort in San Simeon. My brother has been driving us a lot. We've been radio-surfing a lot.

Tomorrow we'll head to Santa Cruz, and hit up Monterey on the way, and after a couple of nights in Santa Cruz, we'll go to San Francisco.

I'm really liking the beachfront place. The front office gave us two rooms, one with a view of the ocean downstairs, and one upstairs with a fireplace. And I snagged the downstairs immediately because I wanted to work at a desk with a view of the sea. It's not been working, of course, because I spent most of the evening texting with A instead of working. But hope spring eternal?? We don't have to check out until noon anyway.
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- I have an interview this morning with the University Writing Program, since I don't have a TAship for next quarter.

- Went to Los Angeles yesterday. Took the Lyft for the first time to the Metrolink, which was good, and again to the Consulate's visa office. I expected a long line but nope, I was first in line. I can go get back my passport on Friday but since I won't have time, I'll just go again next Tuesday.

I found the Metro train just a block away and went back to Union Station, after fretting about getting bus money which led to the purchase of some baked goods. So when I went to the temple in Chinatown, I left the baked goods at the last altar (it's a shabby altar for forgotten souls). I burned some paper money. I sat and meditated for a while. People were still visiting it as tourists, like any other normal day.

Then I went to Homegirl Cafe where I bought a baked good for myself, went to lunch at Union Station, played some Pokemon Go, caught the train home. Decided that if the #16 bus came to the Metrolink first, I'd go to campus and do my GSA office hours. If not, I'll go home and nap. The #16 came.

I graded on the train and the rest of the day. The first batch of 30 papers will be done by this afternoon. They're pretty terrible papers (a lot of students trying to coast by on not having read the Iliad) so it's a bit easy to grade since I don't have to parse what's wrong and what's accurate.

- Besides the interview today, I have two more meetings.

- Yesterday, I called the Mayor's office to ask about whether the International Student Friendly Taskforce is going to issue a statement on the election. The person in charge of it isn't in town so I'll call back next week, but the official DID tell me that it's usually not the Mayor's habit to comment on national issues. To which I said, "oh, hm," because I was really just experimenting on how easy it is to call the Mayor's office.

- I spent the weekend crying a lot.
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So I'm using a Xiaomi Redmi Note 3, which uses Android v5.1.1. I'm still trying to get the hang of it and I have to look up how to organize folders and stuff. The phone is a bit too wide for my liking, alas, at 2.99inches. Still getting used to the touchscreen, which I'm not crazy about. I have a longer post coming about shopping for smartphones versus shopping for phones brewing in me, because I have many shopping-for-phone feels. Still, it should allow me to roam around in the States without having to switch my SIM card... I'm hoping this will still hold when I change my plan from a GoPhone account to something else which will allow me data usage.

I have totally progressed in Pokemon Go! Around Level 10 I did the Lucky Egg + Mass Evolution combo and went up to Level 13.

When I went to Singapore last weekend, I was expressly forbidden to play by my dad but I used mall wifi here and there. A friend also generously let me hop onto his hotspot (he has more data per month than he could ever use) at some point, and I felt bad when Pokemon starting spawning on my phone and not his. Good haul, though. I added a lot more to my Pokedex, and yesterday when I went to the Marina Bay Sands Shoppes, I finally caught a Pikachu. There was one more Pokemon which I wanted to add to the Pokedex but I was already late for lunch with my hostess so I skedaddled home instead.

It was a really marvelous weekend! My hostess is a friend and former worker of my dad's, and her daughter just got back from Australia doing an English degree, so we had lots to talk about. They're very churchy people tho so we didn't spend much time together. (Also their apartment was right between two Pokestops, so I spent a lot of time harvesting.)

On Saturday I went to have brunch with [personal profile] jolantru, and two others came to join us, Christopher Hwang and SEAsteampunk contributor Timothy Dimacali!! Chris had to leave us after lunch, but Timothy joined us at the fish spa :D

I went back to my hostess' place at Red Hill for a rest, and then went to have dinner with [profile] delfinuum (she is so smol!), and we played Pokemon Go in Raffles City for a while until I ran out of Wifi usage time. So we went to the Singapore Night Fest since it was nearby and ended up marveling at Nyonya embroidery and beadwork in the Peranakan Museum.

Yesterday I woke early and had breakfast with my hostess, and they were going to be at church until noon which left me two hours on my lonesome. I was feeling kinda tired so I only left at 11am and wandered to Marina Bay Sands to find out how to get to the Observation Deck. Took some pictures (oh, I have an Instagram now, because of the smartphone; I aim to be one of those insufferable selfie-takers) and went to the shopping mall side where I proceeded to catch Pokemon, just because I could.

The GPS is really wonky in Singapore, though. I wandered further than I actually was unless I was on the move. Kinda interesting, and I don't really want to complain too much because it means my 10km egg hatched earlier than expected (Electabuzz!).

I have to say that highway Pokestops are very interesting and fruitful places! I caught a Clefable on the way home :D Also it's fascinating what random things Ingress agents have decided should be portals... most of them don't actually take pictures of the stops themselves but random crap around it like... water towers. My bus was also caught in a traffic jam and I figured opening up Pokemon Go would make the jam go quicker.

This morning I decided to see how Map My Walk would interact with Pokemon Go! Because I wanted to hatch a buncha eggs all at once. (Three!) Turns out it doesn't work well... I think the GPS is suspended a little whenever catching a pokemon, and it doesn't register on the Walk app. So I had a few straight lines where there shouldn't have been because of the pause in GPS data. And if I'm not flicking between the two regularly the route doesn't quite register on the Walk app. I'm gonna try to experiment a bit more with this though, because I would really like to record my Pokemon hunts.

My dad's traveling until tomorrow night and I really want to go Poketrawling with him at least someplace further than the nearby lake or shops once before I leave for the States, so hopefully this will be a thing.

5am, 1pm

Aug. 8th, 2016 12:55 pm
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I'm in the transit hotel at Incheon. It's been a few travel full days. My computer says it's 1pm, and the clock on the wall says it's 5pm. I got in around 6pm local time, checked into the transit hotel, and crashed.

As soon as I got back from Clarion, I was out having dinner with Birgit. S came over on Wednesday to hang out--we went to lunch and watched Ghostbusters. (Leslie Jones was underused; Katie McKinnon was annoying except when she was talking science and even that was tiresome; Melissa McCarthy is good; Kristin Wiig's character was so incompetent I couldn't stand it.) Stopped by JoAnn's so I could get some jewelry things for my new piece of tree sap (which I saw on a tree in Balboa Park and made my classmate Derek get for me). It looks really good. Then the next day, I hung with Maurisa and Eric, and then Maurisa and I met with Nalo in the evening. Maurisa brought her friend and we went to Haagen-Daaz to get some icecream and listen to the live band playing in Uni Village.

The Amtrak to Oakland was some 11 hours; I missed the 6.50am train to LA because taxis are unreliable. But the 8.10 train got me to the train tracks, right on time for the Coast Starlight. I lugged my luggage to the Bart station, found Claire's place, and was greeted by Tempest.

Spent the whole Saturday with Tempest! We had breakfast with one of my classmates, and then worked in Borderlands for several hours before heading out to dinner with Chris. Then Joyce and Randy came out to hang and play Pokemon Go so we went to Dolores Park for it. So many Pokemon in SF!

Sunday morning, Maurisa came to get me and we went to dim sum with Emily.

Airport airport airport. The flight was 11 hours long so I watched the following:

MY BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING 2: This was AMAZING and I am SO glad I got to watch it. It picks up 17 years after the first movie, and since the characters have been established, there is SO much more going on alongside the main three plotlines. Paris is annoying as a teen as can be expected, but adorable all the same (especially her face when she discovers her date is a nice Greek boy, and I also like that he doesn't show up at the end); Toula and Ian are still sqwooshy. I was VERY pleased to see the continued involvement of Ian's parents, who were taciturn and a bit nervous in the first movie, in the whole family drama. It took me a while to realize that yes, they were in the family group, actively volunteering to help out. There were subplots involving family reunions, and as usual I really love how the men of the family act so macho but it turns out to not be a kind of toxic masculinity ("It's not good to keep secrets from your family," said Nick and I BAWLED when I realized what happened). Mama-yaya's character got really fleshed out in a really beautiful way; she was used mostly for comedy in the first movie, and she got a lot more moments in this one that's interestingly, uh, symbolic. Things have changed for Toula and Ian, like Toula losing her travel agency job due to the economy, but it was so believable, and the ups and downs of the family are trite but WHO CARES, it's a story about a family, with attendant suffocation and all. It was a satisfying, satisfying movie that hit all my buttons.

ZOOTOPIA: I see why this movie is good--it's got an ambitious scope and the plot twists and turns are really great. Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde are also really competent characters, which I like. I, uh.... I don't buy the worldbuilding, really. I think the scale is great with multiple climate types in a single city to have multiple types of animals, but what are the predators eating? Seriously. This bugged me all through the movie: WE NEVER SEE THEM EATING. Except donuts and popsicles. But it moves right along, each act feeding into each other really well.

THE MASTER: I watched this because I saw it playing on someone's screen ahead of me, which had two main characters having an intense conversation about their marriage while the husband is beating up thugs, and she's all like "we got married with the understanding that we would separate" and had great lines like "With or without a gardener, flowers die regardless. With or without a man, a woman would still live her own life."| It's not very coherent as a movie: a Wing-Chun master comes to Tianjin to establish a school (translated as dojo in the subs) but apparently the rules are that he needs a disciple who is a local to defeat at least 8 of the schools, and the disciple afterwards must leave Tianjin. Then there's the whole business where he marries a local woman (who's unmarried because she had a baby out of wedlock) for reasons unclear to me. Then there're the machinations of one of the leading schools (led by this woman who never does any actual martial arts, she's the wife of a former Grandmaster, and she's always really well-dressed), some double-crossings by a current grandmaster and the military gets involved and also a dual love story involving the disciple and a local noodle seller who I think is supposed to be coded as an ethnic minority due to her costume and aaaaaaaaaaaaaa what is going onnnnnnn. Like I felt like the movie was shot just so everyone could look cool (and to be fair, everyone does look cool)--it's so artful and posed. I also have never seen a Chinese movie with SO MANY random white people in the background before: the wife worked in a Western restaurant, seemingly the only local there; the grandmaster likes to watch performances of that Russian folk dance where the dancers seem to float across the floor. But really one would watch it for the escalating fight scene, especially the last part where it looks like the protagonist is making his way through a series of final bosses.

THE TALE OF TALES: This movie is hella fucked up and I watched it because I like fairytales but as far as fairytales go, this got hella dark and the bodycount was really high. It has about THREE stories in the one movie, and they never really cohere together other than, sometime at the beginning the characters come together for a funeral, and at the end the three courts come together again for a coronation. But you don't really see the characters from the different threads ever really talking to each other otherwise. And it's super fairytale because it's lush and gorgeous but apparently each kingdom really only needs like the ONE town to sustain it. it's based on a collection of Neapolitan tales, everyone is a one-note character, and it's made to be beautiful and lush and gorgeous, not to make any sense.


THE JUNGLE BOOK: This was pretty meh. There's still hella anthropocentrism up the wazoo; Mowgli is a special snowflake; I don't understand why the animals have American accents. It was entertaining but in the end I didn't care.

I played a lot of Phlinx, and now am in a transit hotel killing time trying to sleep some more. It's 7am, I only need to check out at 9am. So I'm gonna try to be horizontal a bit more.
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I've been visiting folks a lot!

Wednesday I went to ye olde school, and there were really only five teachers left I recognized. The classes are so much smaller, AND they have a new culinary arts stream! I was really kinda jelly at this. The demographics also appear to have changed--my cohort had more middle-class students, and it feels like a majority of students now are working class? Either way, it seems to be better now (aside from the weird mandatory technology in the classroom that doesn't actually work well sort of thing).

On Thursday, I got to hang out with Tumblr friends @technicoloresque and @tehmunchkindiary and was treated to tales of Catholic high school, going to church, gossip, and other stuff. It was a lot of fun! I just felt odd because they finished SPM in 2009, and I did mine in 2001, so there was a definite age gap. Turns out they also had tons of mutual acquaintances. It was good though--we just went to KL Sentral and hung out in Nu Sentral (because apparently we still can't get enough of malls here in Malaysia).

On Friday, I went to Tariq's house, and all four of us Killjoys sat around eating and stuff. We messed around with Hani's baby wrapping cloths (which, it turns out, CAN handle up to 85kg of weight, as a swing). It was super chill and I hadn't done that in a long time with anybody, because there's not very many people I would do that with. Kartina took me and Munira home at like 1am.

Saturday morning I went for a hike with my dad, and dinner.

Last night, my family went out to somewhere near Rawang to visit an aunt's friend's house, who had durian trees. It's gorgeous--he bought the land when it was still a swamp, two acres, needed bamboo bridges to get to the fruit trees. In the valley where it was swamp, it's now a fishpond (with edible freshwater fish) and a lotus pond, with a gazebo in the middle separating the two. The ponds are fed by a spring even, gosh. And by the side of the pond, of course, a house... built in the old Malay style, no nails, all hardwood, on stilts, by Indonesian architects. It's got three separate structures--a lower structure is a living/sitting room, the largest one has two bedrooms, two bathrooms (which are slightly open-air), a study, and a dining room, and the third structure is a kitchen. It's based on sultanate palaces of old. It's the sort of house that appears in my novel.

Unfortunately, at some point, probably while rifling through my little bag for mosquito repellant, I dropped my wallet there. My dad's going to get it today, because the man works in Subang Jaya, fortunately. Embarrassing! This is why I don't believe in purses and why I believe pockets are very important.

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I started drafting my submission for Hidden Youth. It's very sad but it's shaping up.

I'm also trying to commit to a particular decision in my novel and I don't know which one sounds better =/ It's the sort of thing where each different ending has a different set of morals attached.

Grad work, however, doesn't happen easily here, sigh.
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At Incheon in a lounge right now hanging out! I attempted more sleep, less movies this time, because I slept very little the night before and was in LA all day. Spent the afternoon at a friend's house in Baldwin Hills (it was a fancy house, holy crap).

I did catch two movies:
ANNIE -- OMG SO GOOD SO FUCKING GOOD. Quvenzhane was AMAZING, her character was so charming. The updating of the plot was really well done, used social media in a great car/helicopter chase scene. The presence of whiteness is SO interesting considering the racial make-up of the side characters. I've not seen many reviews commenting on Ben Stacks becoming more connected in a community way (that the movie ends with Annie cutting the ribbon on a literacy center) (Stacks' heart visibly breaking when he finds out Annie is illiterate after that AMAZING performance) (Annie covering up with performance art) (UGH ALL THE FEELS) (WHY DIDNT I SEE MORE META ON ANNIE ON TUMBLR I DONT KNOW) (ALSO, wtf that MoonQuake Lake movie scene with THE RIHANNA AND MILA KUNIS CAMEOS and everyone geeking out after?? SLAY ME HERE WHY DONT YOU) I'm going to get diabetes from this movie omfg. Definitely something to buy on DVD.

SEVENTH SON -- ..... This could have been a better movie except for the shitty world-building. Why would you construct a world where there are people hunting down witches because witches are categorically evil and most of the plot revolves around the complicated question on whether witches deserve to be left alive because they can actually do good? How do you manage to balance a cast with POC characters who are all antagonists and hella exotified? UGH. What I did appreciate was that there wasn't a lot of Male Gaze Fail (no gratuitous gore, no gratuitous sexual violence, there's a sweet fade-to-black love scene and the emphasis is clearly on the feelings the characters express for each other) and the witches were actually interesting, and the main character, who IS the Seventh Son, is also grappling with some interesting ethical issue (which fall flat because of the scripts dedication to the good/evil dichotomy and status quo rather than continuing to challenge it as he did throughout the whole film).
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- I met a lot of new people at ICFA and holy fuckstix I was so tired the whole time, and had to grade. The grading was fine, and it was really nice to decompress with my roommates in the suite area of the hotel room every evening to do so. I went to only two paper panels. Did two readings. E. Lily Yu bought me a drink!! I need to send her a thank-you email. She seems quite cool but we didn't get to talk much. Emily Jiang and I would talk until like 3am every night. I got to have quite a few one-on-ones I rarely do at these things.

- It turns out I get kind of annoyed by people who insist that I'm not an introvert, because holy jesus people need to be able to separate my public face from my private face and not assume they see both. I also get annoyed when people insist that all writers benefit from having some mental depression of some sort. It is unpleasant when that person happens to be a fellow international student.

- A lot of people were very supportive of my SEAsian SFF zine idea! Even fellow publishers... I met Neil Clarke of Clarkesworld and Jacob i-cant-remember-his-surname of Tachyon Publications. I always feel a bit weird talking to other folks about my idea because it feels like I might be stepping on someone else's turf and become competition. Maybe it's just paranoia from seeing how Malaysian business operate and feeling coldness from people who treat you like an upstart and have no sense of mentorship towards newer people.

- I took photos of a lot of Asians and posted them to Twitter, using the hashtag #NotRelated. A joke between me and Emily (we were with two other Chinese-Americans, who actually were sisters, getting food, and some lady walked up to us asking, "excuse me, but are you sisters?" and we were like WHUT). So, that was fun.

- Ted Chiang emailed me! Woooo.

- Had a nap after lunch yesterday. Gotta catch up on sleep, but then on I will be writing writing writing to make some deadlines. Had a fairly plot-driven dream about a boarding school that is built over a underwater cave system, four girls discovering that they can transform into mermaids, only to discover there's a vengeful water spirit living underneath pissed off at the pollution of the waters. I think the girls and their little brothers die, especially the little brothers, who were awful shitbags. I'm not sure though.

- Must write write write! Have three things I want to submit to, argh!
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- finished paper, maybe. there's something i don't like about it but can't be helped now.

- went to LA chinatown with rubato yesterday, finally got to the Mazu temple. what fun! rubato had never been to a folk temple before. on the urging of the tour guide, we lit joss sticks and made the circuit at all the altars (with the help of a useful diagram showing us where all the altars were and who they were to), and finished by burning some joss paper (rubato had never burnt joss paper before either!) then we wandered around chinatown, had dinner in the san gabriel valley, dessert closer to LAX, and she dropped me off at the airport

- check in and security was quick and smooth but the flight was AWFUL. so turbulent, and the plane was just shitty! i think i slept some 3 hours out of the 5 hour flight. but PK and I were on the same flight, we got to the shuttle okay, and the front desk was very nice and said we had a room already.

- had breakfast with catherine, havent seen her in years! yay! also Ramada's breakfast area has a place where you can make your own damn waffles!!

- i meant to nip over to the conference hotel around noon to check out the tech, really must test mine, but i woke up at noon instead. very sound sleep though. i did get an email back from the tech person about what's available and he said i could come over to do a test run, so things are looking up.

- also, just sold a thing!
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I am alive.

It was a really uncomfortable trip. Stretching seems to make me feel sore. I got to sleep some on the first leg because the plane was quite empty and so I had a whole row to myself, but on the second leg, I was in an inner seat next to someone who didn't go to the bathroom often. Any attempt to be horizontal was met with pain.

I re-watched The Book Of Life. It's just as satisfying on a re-watch! I also watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles which is kind of ridic (they changed Splinter's backstory?! He used to be a man who becomes a rat-figure after being exposed to rats while on mutagen... now he's a rat who transforms into a humanoid).

When I got in, immigration was pretty smooth, and Jen Kavetsky (or should I say, DOCTOR K since she just defended her dissertation :D) was waiting to fetch me from the airport. She even had a fresh bottle of water for me since she figured I'd be dehydrated, and took me to a fast food place. We talked about her cats and traveling.

My laptop... I turned it on, but neglected to turn on the main powerbar. Now the thing won't turn on at all. I'm not sure I'm feeling up to going to the computer store but it is the only major computer in the house.

I slept for hours. I woke up even more sore, not sure how. Maybe because I'm finally allowing myself to be sore.

My discussion sections for this week have been canceled. Yay. I'm refusing to go to campus for the rest of the week now. I'm just so tired!

My apartment is also INCREDIBLY COLD. It was warm outside and my apartment was FREEZING. This is good in summer, not so much in winter when I want to be warm. Ugh!

My earthworms have survived. Their bedding is super dried out so they haven't been eating as much as I thought they would. Also because it's been cold, I bet. They have, however, started on the whole apple that I put in the corner of the bin!

I'm going to lie down again. I wish someone would bring me chocolate.
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Alive! Slightly awake.

Watched four movies on the plane: The Hundred-Foot Journey (loved it!), Guardians of the Galaxy (liked it all right), How To Train Your Dragon 2 (better than I expected), and Hercules (it was okay, but I agree with all the critics that it was hella white).

When I got into Incheon I made a cot out of two chairs and passed out for three hours. Still waking up. Need a shower quite desperately. Then I'll go get some food. There's a transit hotel lounge here which does a mean buffet spread that has never disappointed me. And I'll read. See you on the other side, internet!
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- Woke up at 9am today, with only 6 hours sleep. Had to wash my hair.

- Ate just a noodle for lunch in anticipation of a dinner at some hotel with a new friend.

- Did some last minute cleaning, left the apartment at 2pm, caught the 2.25 bus downtown to the train station. It had to be re-routed because of some closure on Uni Ave.

- Train line was super long, because one of the machines was damn finicky and of course I got it. Took me three tries with all my available cards.

- Sat close to a chatty senior undergrad who, idk, had "rube" written all over her forehead, to hear her tell the ish she'd gone through the entire quarter. Tried to explain what I did, and she was enthused but started talking and I'm not sure I understood her sentences from start to finish. And I'm usually pretty good at deciphering these sorts of things.

- The Flyaway to LAX took almost an hour with the traffic. I kept texting the friend over and over, because I couldn't remember which hotel we were going to meet at. Couldn't check in early so I had to lug my luggage with me to wait for the shuttle.

- I got onto a shuttle that serves two hotels but didn't understand it. Didn't matter because the friend had thrown his back and couldn't make it down.

- Determined to make the best of it anyway. Ended up at the Westin. Had shrimp, a glass of wine, some fries, a brownie. Had a very nice waiter. A very expensive dinner.

- Caught the shuttle back to LAX, checked in, went through security. My cookies went through! So... now waiting for the flight. Developing a headache. Really want to sleep. Not looking forward to 13 hours of sitting. Too much sitting. Sigh.
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Holy crap public transit luck was AWESOME this morning.

Got up at 4.45, headed out around 5-something. Had to RUN to catch the bus as it was arriving at the stop and I was still several feet away.

The driver wasn't going to the train station but he stopped by a staircase closer to the station than the next stop. I got up it, and went up, and didn't realize that the gate in front led to a closed, LOCKED park. So I wandered in it looking for an open gate, and realized I should have just turned at the top and climbed over the fence which is way lower. I disturbed a couple of homeless people sleeping by the staircase, oops!

When I got to the train station, THREE of the FOUR ticket machines were out of order, boo! But I got my ticket, and got on the 5.55 train, like, three minutes before it left. And I had a glorious, glorious snooze.

When I got to Union Station, I bought my Flyaway ticket, headed to the Flyaway platform, where it was JUST about to leave and the driver was making announcements. He let me on, so I barely had to wait :D

At the terminal, a very nice lady noticed I was looking lost and directed me where to go. And of course the hotel shuttle didn't take long. And so I was at the hotel at 8am, rather than the projected 9 or 10!! *chuffed*

There's not a lot in the programming that I'm interested in (left so early because I specifically wanted to catch a panel on racial stereotypes in spy novels), but I hope to be able to hang out with friends more and meet some new people to get to know. Maybe sell some books too... one can hope! And hopefully meet some other big names I should have met by now. Tim Powers is supposed to be here, and I didn't realize. Could've brought my copy of Anubis Gates for him to sign, aw!

I finished writing a draft of my story for CYBERPUNK MALAYSIA in the courtyard just now and came up to the lobby for actual WiFi and some hot chocolate. My roommate isn't here yet and check-in isn't until 3pm anyway, bah.

I'm still super underslept and really tired, but still pretty excited about how the day is shaping up :D
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Finished NaNo last night around 4am. I am about a third into the novel, maybe? I don't know. There's still a lot left to write though.

Woke up at maybe 10am? But didn't bother getting out of bed until noon.

All I did today was work on some embroidery, made fried catfish nuggets and mashed potatoes, and I'm baking cookies right now.

Tomorrow I'm going to do my best to get out to the train station by 6am for a 4-hour commute to the LosCon hotel which might not be so irritating if it wasn't for the many transfers. I have no idea what I am going to wear. I still don't really understand Southern California weather.

I saw a different cat from the calico tonight. This one is a dark gray, solid color. I've never seen it before. It came sniffing at the shelter I set up, looked up into my window at me, then walked away.

Today's embroidery progress. Trying to decide if I should take it with me tomorrow onto the train, or if I should just read a book. Got so many to catch up with...
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Missed the Riverside train by a goddamn hair! Had to catch another train t Orange County and wait forever. I was going to be so good, and just use public transit instead of shuttling it, and in the end I caved and got a taxi for the final leg home because I could not STAND either moving my luggage further or waiting another hour. I spent two hours in immigration alone, ugh.

On the plus side, my new Asus travels really well. On the con side, I really need to get another AC adapter for it.

I am sure I've been traveling some 45+ hours and only slept properly for 6 of them. Going to turn in early tonight.

I watched Belle and Snowpiercer on the plane(s)! What great movies. I don't think I could watch Snowpiercer again anytime soon; it's so intense! Belle is a really satisfying movie tho. I killed time with X-Men Days of Future Past and I DID NOT KNOW BLINK WAS ASIAN.

I did one of those "cultural experiences" art and crafts things at Incheon airport; seems they switch it up every month or so. This time they were offering lacquered pendants; you put on the abalone pieces yourself with a toothpick. I'll selfie with it later.

I'm feeling pretty glad I volunteered for the MA grad orientation rather than insist on doing the PhD one, since that's on Wednesday and not tomorrow because I am feeling kind of rotten right now.

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