When life takes the punchline away.
Mario here:
I was planning to post my turn at The Next Big Thing, a Q&A of what's up with my writing. Maybe next week, after the Mayan Apocalypse.
For the last six years I've sent out a special Xmas mailer, and this year I limited myself to this simple card. It was supposed to reflect my disappointment in big projects that still haven't panned out.
But in light of a couple of tragedies, I'd be a callous lout to pretend my little tribulations really matter in the grand scheme of the universe. So except for the few cards that were mailed last week, there will be no Mario Acevedo Xmas card this year.
First, we had the shooting in Newton, CT. That news flattened what was supposed to be an upbeat weekend. My only connection to the place was that long ago I had interviewed for a job in Newton, but this senseless rampage still put a hole in my heart.
I wasn't the only one whose humor backfired.
Last week the Onion published an article depicting President Obama as a paranoid gun nut. The story wasn't that funny to begin with, and with the horror at Newton, the joke was bitterly insensitive.
Then I found out that a friend and fellow instructor at Lighthouse Writers Workshop, poet
Jake Adam York, died Sunday of a stroke. He was 40 years old.
I guess the best we can do is hang the Christmas lights, pay our respects, and continue to count our blessings.
Labels: Jake Adam York, The Onion
Mile Hi Con behind us, up ahead...Halloween with wine!
Mario here,
Another Mile Hi Con bites the dust. You mix writers, geeks, booze, and costumes, you're bound to end up with all sorts of nuttiness. This con didn't disappoint.

<----Costumer-extraordinaire Neffra had to show
off her Klingon cleavage.

Ilana and Janene continued to strut their stuff after the costume contest.--->

As expected, Jeanne and
Betsy Dornbusch got a jump start on the mayhem by fueling up at the bar and plotting against you-know-who.
Cons are a great time to reunite with writer friends. Warren Hammond (L), Carrie Vaughn, and Paolo Bacigalupi (R).


We had much to celebrate with the recent success of Bacigalupi, winner of a Hugo and a Nebula for The Windup Girl, and as a Finalist for a National Book Award for Ship Breaker.
Jeanne represented the Biting-Edge on the Vampires, Werewolves, Mermaids: Next in Urban Fantasy panel with Author Guest of Honor Rachel Caine (L), and Stephen Graham Jones (R).
Every once in a rare while I surprise myself in a good way. It happened at this con when I met the Artist Guest of Honor Donato Giancola and guessed his major artistic influence. Giancola provided the breathtaking cover illustration for the conference program with a reproduction of his oil painting Mechanic. I complimented Giancola about his impressive ability to render such a convincing red metallic. He said he used a red Christmas ball ornament as a model.
I studied the painting and commented to Gianola that his color palette and style reminded me of the great British painter John Waterhouse (1849-1917).
Giancola brightened at my
observation and replied with an enthusiastic affirmative. (Waterhouse La Belle Dame Sans Merci --->)
Afterwards we had a wonderful conversation about Giancola's career, his techniques, and our appreciation for Waterhouse and NC Wyeth. Made me want to get back to the easel ASAP, and I will.
One topic among us writers is that in our stories, for all our struggles against formula, we can still unwittingly wallow in the tropes of our genre. If you want to churn through the banal and overdone concepts of the small screen, check out the website
TVtropes.org
I'm the guest blogger on Readaholic's Scarefest with my essay,
Why I Love Halloween. Thanks for the invitation, Bridget.
Since this is the season of witches and things that can make you go e-yeew! in a big way, we must share these videos.
First: from author Deborah Harkness, whose debut novel A Discovery of Witches, is due out February 8 from Viking.
Harkness is a vintner with an award-winning blog,
GoodWineUnder $20. But what about us poor writers? Anything for under five bucks?
I was asked by the AV Club of The Onion to share my favorite horror movie. No contest. John Carpenter's The Thing, and especially for this scene:
Enough with the gross outs. Fortunately, we have Elvira providing some needed and welcome relief (and more cleavage):
Happy Halloween!
Labels: AV Club, Giancola, Halloween, The Onion, wine