Ellen Kushner

@ellenkushner.bsky.social

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Author & woman around town. Married to Delia Sherman. Wrote Swordspoint. Host/writer of public radio’s Sound & Spirit. A new gig every 17 years. Back to writing novels. Seeking for further amusement. I would probably like you.

French cover of Ellen Kushner’s novel Swordspoint shows a figure clad in dark clothes advancing across a snowy street with a bloodied rapier. The swordsman’s head is not in frame.
Jason Pederson on Facebook: Arizona stands with Minnesota and joins the resistance. I’ve been seeing emblems using state birds based on the Rebel Alliance logo show up on socials. So I did one for AZ.
HEY GOP CONGRESS: He's fucking threatening to take Greenland by force from a NATO Ally, which would end the alliance that's prevented World War 3 for 75 years and you do and say NOTHING WHATSOEVER You've abandoned us, profaned your oath and dishonored your country. You should do your fucking job or quit.
They block the clotting cascade, especially platelet aggregation. You lose the ability to clot, but the viscosity of your blood is unchanged.
Menorah with 1 candle lit
From the rabbi of NYC’s “gay synagogue” Beit Simchat Torah
A white t-shirt printed with green letters so small that the entire text of a novel fits on it—except where it’s left white to display the illustration of a hand holding a sword.
Photo of a picture of a twisty French road from my latest sub stack, with text saying: for Thanksgiving, in many time zones at least, with an interactive list of holiday food, fights, links to my children’s Hanukkah book… And the inevitable footnotes
Quiet, Piggy He's their hero, riding angry waves Of hatred every great white father rides. They love him cause it's only he who saves Their vileness with the cover he provides. They're waiting for their coming chance to cheer When after 'piggy' he completes the riddle And says the thing they really want to hear: Another word with two gees in the middle. Misogynist and racist, they are loud In saying worse than so far he will say. That's who they've always been, and they are proud To vote for him in hopes they'll get their way. They haven't changed, and won't change moving on. There won't be any difference when he's gone. .by Marcus Bales
Golden leaves on tree
Ellen & Delia in front of the BORN WITH TEETH poster
Ellen looking up at theater poster
“If you saw the video of the Charlie Kirk shooting, you know how horrible and gruesome it was. Now imagine it was a class of six and seven-year-olds… 20 of them. That was Sandy Hook in 2012 and we have done virtually nothing since then.”
Because he’s an MD, chairs the Senate Health Committee, bears personal responsibility for confirming RFK, Jr., to his position, and was called on by fired CDC head to provide oversight. Also, his political career in Louisiana was built on providing vaccines to children. Also he will NEVER be reelected as a Republican in Louisiana, so does not really have anything to lose.
A friend wrote me: Hello! Did you know that chirpbooks.com has all three Tremontaine anthologies on sale for $2.99 and $3.99?
August 22 -- Dorothy Parker's birthday Another Sonnet Another sonnet he sent me, which I burned. How cursively the poet's hand had drawn it, Petrarchan, as it delicately yearned, Another sonnet. I knew the octet, sestet, volta -- learned From his enthusiastic discourse on it -- How everything is balanced as he turned Another sonnet. I would have thought, by now, he'd sense I'd spurned The whole idea of sonnets, but, doggone it, It seems he thinks that somehow I have earned Another sonnet.
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August Third, Redux I do not want to live my life in dread Of Surreptitious Sonnet Day each year And always write a villanelle instead. On Surreptitious Sonnet Day I said That this time I would find my sonnet gear -- I do not want to live my life in dread. I swore I wouldn't spend the day in bed Watching informercials, drinking beer, And writing goddamned villanelles. Instead, I'd march along the old iambic tread Imbibing the pentameter for cheer: I do not want to live my life in dread. Am I the only poet in whose head The couplets circle round inside, and sneer They'd rather be a villanelle instead? The lines align, the sonnet form has fled In favor of a form that’s more austere; I do not want to live my life in dread -- So, could you use a villanelle instead? .by Marcus Bales
If Whitman Had Written "I Will Survive" Did you think that I'd lay down and die? Did you think that no one ever grew? Oh, camerado, did you think that I Was still that little one in love with you? The ebb of oceans and the flow of life Have drained and filled me since you tried to break Me with goodbye, and I was stunned with strife And sucked of love before I could re-make And gather for myself these leaves of grass, And tune them to the harp of freedom, and play Them in another joyful key, to pass The pain you left when you had gone away. Now, newly worthy of the self you see, I sing this song of me, of loving me.