My first English SF workshop

Last Saturday, I took the bus and subway to go to a workshop.

The wookshop took place in the Tightrope books office, with a river of coffee with biscuits and strawberries. It was a very convivial setting, near a subway (excellent for me transiting from Mississauga).  Author and poet Sandra Kasturi was our host.

Sandra took the time to explore the preoccupations and favourite topics of each participant beforehand, so the workshop was well attuned. For me, it was my first English-language workshop (all my published books are in French), and I found out that I like to write in English!

Sandra’s sharing of her writing was deep felt. The writing exercises were short but intense, with the added incentive of submitting what we produced to various venues. Each of us, from first time writers to published ones, or hoping to, was well received. Francine is working on her novel, Johanne, an engineer like I was, is negotiating the hurdles of a first hard-SF novel , I had already read some of Kate Riedel’s texts in ON SPEC

I hope to see them again soon.

Sandra’s vision is that there shouldn’t be hard “rules” in writing, because each of us has a different lifestyle or occupation. She provided us with a lot of practical resource informations, plus a taste to continue to create and share our stories with the rest of the world.

Now, I must work on my flash-fiction…

Merry wishes

All my best wishes for this blog’s readers!

Views of Saskatoon in late Autumn

P1060589RiviereRochesPont The rocky side of the Saskatchewan River.

For the event Lire à tous vents, I had the joy to discover a Saskatchewan, visiting schools in Saskatoon and Prince-Albert. Prince-Albert was under snow, but I received a warm welcome from the staff and students.

The Saskatchewan River divides in two parts the Saskatoon city, founded in 1882.

Le bord de la riviere Saskatchewan Autumn reflection

Saskatoon had been named after the little Saskatoon bay which grew there. Seven bridges were built to reunite the two part.

Freshly disembarqued from the plane, I had a grand afternoon for visit the Mendel Museum with a nice mini-botanical garden, and the Art gallery.

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I was impressed by the portraits by James Henderson, realized between 1914 and 1930.

Henderson painted Indians, and was nicknamed  Wicite Owapi Wicasa: the man who paints the old men.

Galerie Mendel - portraits Portraits of chiefs with landscapes. Those faces are marked with dignity.

And, since for one I had the time, I took my tablet to copy some of the portraits.  The museums offered a lot of folding chairs for artist and art students. Here is on of my efforts.

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(Guess which one from the murale…)

I visited 6 schools from threee different School boards who collaborated to make the event a success.  A few pictures of the visits, where I explain with caricatures the differences between the flavours of the literature ice cream, to introduce the students to science-fiction

P1060592 MicheleNarutoHKelseyWeb One Naruto in 30 seconds at Henry Kelsey school, Saskatoon

P1060563 TechnologieHolyCrossWebTechnologie salvatrice ! This smart board can keep the drawing in memory! (Holy Cross school, Prince-Albert, SK)

Séance impromptue de signatures après la présentations Signings at École Sister O’Brien (Ann Gordon O’Brien, social worker, helper of families and education)

 

The organizers made me discover the nice aspects of Saskatoon, among them, the Bessborough hotel.  Bessborough

With the Mendel museum, I found good restaurants, and never did I ate so well in a Tour! Among the new meals, The salade de poires et de fromage bleu, asperged with a vinaigrette aux Saskatoon berry, well balanced. Also, at my hotel Sheraton (near the “Bess”), The restaurant offered a lasagne au Ricotta et à la courge “Buttercup”. The dessert was, a Saskatoon berries pie.

Some hotels boast a nice interior garden, like this one.

Jardin Interieur

 

 

My S-F novel is a finalist of the GG awards!

Couverture des vents de Tammerlan

Les vents de Tammerlan,  the second tome of my Chaaas’ cycle, is now a finalist of the General Governor’s literary Awards in the children’s literature category.

“This captivating novel by Michèle Laframboise strays from the well-worn paths of science fiction. While conserving the essential elements of the genre, the author’s subtle, at times poetic, prose creates moving and colourful images and gives life to complex, lovable characters.

It has been a long time since any science-fiction book, and proudly assumed, was nominated for those awards. The last was Temps perdu, (1984) and Temps Mort (1988), by Charles Monpetit. Meanwhile, children’s and young adults book collections flourished, and SF was relegated in the shadows.

It is a small victory for my story and my paper children, and a larger victory for science-fiction, now recognized as a full  flavour of the literary ice cream!

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Images from my first experience of the 24-24 challenge, to draw 24 pages in 24 hours, at the Image Collections comic shop.

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Todd, Image Collections shop manager, giving us the challenge themes

Visitors: in the afternoon, visitors participated, contributing one or two pages.

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Juliette (seated, on the photo), near my SIP mug. Also presents : Chris McQuaid from McHozer comics, and Aubry who came later and stayed until the end.

I thought I would be  falling over by midnight, but the ambiance, the oppportunity of creating without interruption, and the mad creepy music provided by Todd kept us awake (and laughing). I didn’t have to use my bed roll.

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How we remained awake all night. (Dan, Aubry, Kyle, Michèle).

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8 o’clock morning saw the four of us working hard to complete the challenge (photo taken by Todd)

After midday, Sunday. We did it!

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From left to right: Kyle, Michèle, Daniel, Aubry, all slightly zombified but proud! (Most of us did rise around 8h00 am on Saturday morning!)

I produced “Wind mistress” (Maitresse des vents) a new story, improvised, set in my SF world. Technically, I managed to ink four of the 22 pages of this comic book, plus a cover and back-cover and 22 pages.

And for me? It was paradise. Cartooning without interruption!

The Sunday artist on the Sunday Morning

The Sunday artist on the Sunday Morning.

Talking squids

Tsssk! Margaret Atwood doesn’t write Sf because she doesn’t write about “talking squids”. Her last novel, The Year of the flood, reviewed by UK LeGuin, is supposed to be Real Literature.  The Flood is good science-fiction, except  that you are not supposed to say it. High denial (S-F author is full denial stage)

My SF colleagues had a lot of fun trying to find something in their writing approaching this reduced definition of SF. I was certain I had coined in a story a funny-looking talking something, when… Ms Atwood changed her goalmark! Now, it must be a talking cabbage to pass muster as a real science-fiction writer.

Ursula K. Le Guin laments the passing of the squid on the Ansible : ‘[L]ast night on the Lehrer news hour Margaret Atwood did not say she did not write science fiction because she did not write about talking squids, but said that she did not write science fiction because she did not write about talking cabbages. I am pondering the significance of this change from sea beast to land vegetable, but so far it escapes me. She was otherwise charming, and I do think The Year of the Flood is good science fiction even though its cabbages are speechless.’ (23 September) Those eloquent cabbages presumably live on Planet X: the indefatigable Ms Atwood told the New York Times that her work is not sf since ‘I don’t write about Planet X, I write about where we are now.’ (21 September)

The ansible reports another funny thing concerning Cory Doctorow’s latest opus: Cory Doctorow has left our little genre behind, according to a review of his Makers subtitled ‘… a sci-fi writer growing up’: ‘It would be wrong to position this as a science fiction novel, even though it is set in the future and deals with technologies that do not yet exist …’ (Bill Thompson, New Humanist, September/October 2009)

The real reason is that the reviewer was enthralled with a good book, then the Pavlov reflex kicked in: (sing all together now): “If it is good, it can’t be science-fiction“.  Or the reverse: “If it is science-fiction, it can’t be good! ”

Ms Atwood’s book was ousted from the Booker’short list, by jury members who identified it (correctly) as SF, but were horrified by it. SF author Kim Stanley Robinson (of the Mars trilogy) asks why SF novels never wins the Booker Prize. Booker juries ignore SF submissions and give their awards to what usually turn out to be historical novels. He tells in his article, Science fiction: The stories of now: I say this as a happy fan and an awed colleague: the range, depth, intensity, wit and beauty of the science fiction being published in the UK these days is simply amazing.

Me, writing science-fiction? Naaah. I write real, grown-up, stern, serious, belly-gazing canadian literature! :^)

Never surrender

Around this time of the year, leaves begin to fall and my annual royalties come in. I opened the envelope on a rather nice day, to find an abysmally low number. This, after 15 years of continuing effort, 16 books and comic books, school appearances, hundreds of hours sitting at a round table in the bookfairs.

Meet my fans Meet some of my fans !

It might be the recession and low overall sales, but the impact of it left me staggering. My wonderful co scenarist and fellow author Alain Bergeron had just come ill, so I was floored. (By the way, Alain got better and left the intensive care unit last Friday. )

Until now, my writing have reap five Awards. La quête de Chaaas (Chaaas’ Quest)  has been recently nominated in two major general-lit awards. Bookstores commanded copies of the novel. My science-fiction book did not get any of those top awards. Bookstores returned the novels. (Those returned books were, of course, substracted from this year’s royalties).

When you appear as a writer in any event, many well-meaning people assume that you are  rich or at least, well-known.

In 2006, I met  at a panel several mid-career writers in the SF field. Most of those I considered “well known” like Nalo Hopkinson from Toronto, or outright celebrities, like Ursula K LeGuin. I felt at first as a pretender among  them, a beginner having at the time a few YA novels published, in French.

But then, as  I exchanged with them, I found out that every one of them were affected with dropping book sales, diminishing revenues, the advent of Internet… The mergers of big publishing houses managed by businessmen brought a “rationalization ” of the inprints.  Work of new ideas had no place in the commercial SF&F field.

When Ursula said “The book market has always been difficult”, I was  flabbergasted. Here was a luminary in the SF field, tellling us that for her, too, the times were difficult.

So, no, we are never “arrived at the top of the hill”. The social recognizance comes first and mostly from the $$$ an author makes, not from the quality and ideas. Even literary prizes don’t bring much fame if the book sales don’t soar.

Canadian SF author Matt Hugues, who has held many jobs over the years, including various menial jobs, but also speechwriter, put a very inspiring reflection on perseverance. His work was rejected time and time over thirty years, but always stayed on course. He was addressing budding writers.

A few years back, Matt gave the keynote speech to the Surrey Writers Conference:  No surrender!

Here is a short excerpt :

It doesn’t matter what they throw at us.

We are writers. We will not give up. We will not stay down. We will not say uncle.

We will get back up on our feet, we’ll look the world in the eye, and we’ll tell them, “No surrender.”

Thanks, Matt, for telling it.

A nice letter from the Mayor

This morning I received a nice letter from Mississauga’s Mayor Hazel McCallion, congratulating me for my Aurora Award, and the fact that I helped to promote literacy and a love of reading among young adults. A recent Mississauga News story was published last week.

An extract from the letter:

Your science background certainly comes in handy and has enabled you to combine your knowledge and experience in the field with your wonderful imagination and creativity. Ralph Waldo Emerson said it best: “Men love to wonder and that is the seed of science,” and your book have certainly created a world of wonders for readers, transporting them into another realm of endless possibilities.

Our Mayor is a very special and determined woman, who played hockey in a professionnal women’s team in Montréal. She never could attend university, and took a secretarial course, but by determination and perseverance, and a keen interest for the no-nonsense politics, she managed to get elected Councillor in the town of Streetsville, then in 1978, she became mayor of the new merged city of Mississauga.

It is a very nice touch coming from someone I admire.

Anticipation orbits

The 67th WorldCon Anticipation 2009 attracted some  4000 fans, artists, writers, editors at Montréal. I had the chance of crossing many orbits and meet new friends.

The francophone friends:

Jean-Pierre Laigle, who crosses the ocean regularly to see us.

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Jean-Pierre Laigle, after his readings, and the savante folle (photo by Georges Bormand). Note the nice Frankenstein T-shirt hidden under the pass

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Stéphanie, Lucas Moreno from Switzerland, and Sheryl Curtis, of Montréal, translator emerita!

My pics of Mark Shainblum are not good, so I sent them directly.

I talked a little with Alain de Bussy, and Jean-Claude Duniach.

I missed several colleagues : Joe Mahoney, Paula Johanson, Mehdi Bouhalassa, … I cautgh a glimpse of Cory Doctorow, no time to buy his latest gem. And what of René Walling, this hero organizer? Always running to and fro!

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Yves Meynard in tuxedo, ready to host the Hugo ceremony!

JLT dans toute sa prestance, à al fin du congrès BoréalJean-Louis Trudel in all his prestance, at he end of the Boreal Congress.

Jean-Louis did also help a lot the organisation of Anticipation.

Philippe Aubert-Coté, MarioTessier et Julie Martel

Philippe Aubert-Coté, Mario Tessier and Julie Martel, on the last day, already, snif!

I took a last companiable meal at the restaurant La Popessa, with Mario, Claude Pelletier and Alison Sinclair, a Victoria moved to Montral Sf writer.

And I met a fan at Boreal, wearing one of my own designed Comic T-Shirts !

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Benjamin sporting a  T-Shirt of the Comic (Micro computer student committe of the École Polytechnique of Montréal)  signed Laframboise. The disembodied hand on his shoulder is my own…

The visitors from outer (canadian) space

Larry Niven

Larry Niven. I met him for the first time at the Torcon3 (the Toronto WorldCon).

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James Morrow, writer and philosoph; I recently discovered his ironic prose. I already have a few ribbons under my pass…

James Morrow et son épouse Kathy

James Morrow and his wife, Kathy

L'éditeur aux gouts éclectiquesDavid Hartwell, Tor Books editor, with his eclectic taste in clothes. Fortunately, Don Cherry was elsewhere! And… is that a squid on his tie?

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Élisabeth Vonarburg with David Hartwell at the Hugo Ceremony.

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David Hartwell’s impressive collection of ties, with his fashion credo.

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The Hugo winners

Les petites fusées

A Hugo finalist receives tiny wearables rockets. Guess the identity of this frequent Hugo finalist…

Frank Wu et son nouveau jouet

A happy camper in big shoes: Frank Wu testing his new toy, vrrrroar!

And… Neil Gaiman. My husband Gilles was the one who introduced me to the Sandman series (He even downloaded the complete script!)  I didn’t get much time for comics talk, since Neil was well-entoured and certainly tired from his day!

Nevertheless, he was very nice to me, even congratulating on my Aurora win! A nice fan took the photo.

Michèle, Neil Gaiman et sa petite fusée

Michèle, Neil Gaiman and his Hugo trophee

I want a little rocket, too!!!

“Les vents de Tammerlan” reaps an Aurora Award

My 2008 YA novel Les vents de Tammerlan (Winds of Tammerlan) was awarded the Aurora Prize for best novel in French published in Canada, Friday August 7th. The award ceremony for Canadian SF writers was held at the Anticipation WorldCon, at Montréal.

Christian, Danielle Martinigol et Michèle avec son trophée AuroraChristian Taralle, French author Danielle Martinigol and Michèle with her Aurora trophee.

Élisabeth et Michèle au banquet des Auroras.Élisabeth Vonarburg, Anticipation guest of honor, and Michèle, at the Aurora banquet, (before the announcements).

J’avais aussi deux nouvelles finalistes au Prix, mais c’est « Le Dôme de Saint-Macaire », de Jean-Louis Trudel (Solaris 167) qui a remporté le prix pour la meilleure nouvelle.

In English, the novel Marseguro, by Edward Willett (DAW Books), which I read, has been rewarded.

Lauréats des prix AuroraAurora winners. The Sunday artist is wearing red!

From left to right, the ceremony host, Liana Kerzner, Jean-Louis Trudel, Joel Champetier (Solaris magazine), Michèle Laframboise, Karl Johanson (NeoOpsis), Ed Willett.

Upon receiving the award, I congratulated all finalists.

The Aurora trophee is fortunately easy to take apart. The wooden base and all sharp metallic parts fitted in a back-sac. As I departed to Mississauga with tons of books, I left the trophee at my parent’s Montréal home.