some opinions on Subterranean #7 stories

Here are some comments on various stories in the issue:

yendi's blog

Anna Tambour is in the issue and wrote me privately what I asked her to post in her blog.
Anna Tambour

Not if you were the last story on earth

And from one of those who won the issue on this blog--thanks:
radiant fracture

A. Nakama's blog

Nick Gever reviewed the issue in the current Locus, picking Lisa Tuttle's "Old Mr Boudreaux" and Jeffrey Ford's "Under the Bottom of the Lake" for his best of the month --I think that he chose Lucius's "Vacancy" for the same when it was originally published on the Subterranean website a few months ago.

In the Locus review he says:
"Jeffrey Ford works characteristic oneiric wonders in "Under the Bottom of the Sea," a subtle serpentine fabulation.... A bewitching confection...."

"Tuttle's portrait ("Old Mr. Boudreaux") of an aging mansion in the heart of suburban Houston, its grounds poisoned reminder of a now otherwise built-over landscape is splendid...."

About "Holiday" by M. Rickert: "Uneasy, edgy storytelling, this, another demonstration of Rickert's preternaturlaly acute understanding of controversial social issues."

About Terry Bisson's "Pirates of the Somali Coast": "a vitriolic condemnation of the trivialization of violent death inherent in contemporary children's entertainment."

Quote from cassiphone at Not if You Were the Last Story on Earth:

"The Jeweller of Second-Hand Roe," by Anna Tambour, Subterranean #7 - one of Tambour's classic gorgeous-weird storie, this one with s strong (and somewhat pungent) historical flavour."

Insomnia and nightmares

I had insomnia last night for the first time in awhile--I think I may have drunk some very strong iced coffee (from morning leftovers) too late in the evening. I finally got to sleep then this morning was awakenend by my alarm clock by a nightmare. My dreams are rarely very detailed and I hardly ever dream in color so they're often kind of vague. Thinking about it now I realize it wasn't such a horrible dream and it's sooooo obvious. (most of my dreams deal with things that are consciously or subconsciouly troubling m):

I was walking with some friends in the horror field and then ran into some friends from the science fiction field. I was torn between the two groups and ending up being separated from the horror people. I and the sf folk went into a building where we were on some sort of entertainment reality show. I was chosen (or not) for something and escorted upstairs. The person upstairs was being very nice to me and explaining something and I woke up....It's funny, but relating it now I can't see why it was upsetting to me but at the time I KNEW it was a nightmare.

I don't need interpretations because it's obvious (and I did Jungian therapy for 3 years when I was in my late 20s): As an sf/f/h editor I am torn among the three fields --although consciously I think this is a good thing. Perhaps subconsciously I worry about it.... As far as the reality show: I'm terrified of "performing" ie. giving speeches. (yes, I'm fine with panels, discussions, interviews, workshopping, and the like--as long as I'm not alone up there and performing)....

Now I feel dumb. Is this really what people post about on their blogs? (I'll try to not do it too often! :-) )