There are things you think will make you a REAL WRITER. And then they happen, and you're still just you. I'm real. You're real. Write. — Meg Elison (@megelison) February […]
Starhawk’s of City of Refuge: the Fading Magic of Nostalgia
This year, Starhawk’s “City of Refuge” was the gift I bought myself. I backed the Kickstarter and couldn’t wait for it to show up. Getting the third book in this […]
Guest post: Ten Principles in Search of a Story
Meg’s note: This post was written by my husband, John Elison, who has no blog of his own. He likes to tell long stories, and I like to hear them. […]
9 Things I Wish I Had Known Before Burning Man
I’ve spent a lot of words here trying to define an experience that is ultimately indefinable. It’s something different for everyone, and you will likely have different wishes after your first burn.
It was the best and worst vacation I’ve ever had.
LA Review of Books Raves about TBOTUM
From the front page of the L.A. Review of Books: “In 2015, Elison’s novel won the Philip K. Dick Award, in part because it offers an equally compelling — although […]
Palimpsest: the Most Beautiful Book I’ve Read in Ages
One of the shittiest things about growing up (and there are a great many shitty things about growing up) is the forfeiture of your magical inheritance. As a child, your […]
NorWesCon 38: a Glorious Blur
Memory is the ghost of time trapped in meat and it doesn’t always work. It works even less when the meat is excited. First, an old friend. I was met […]
SoCal Book Tour
Traveling is both the privilege and the curse of a writer’s life. I spent the the end of March driving all over Southern California, some time in LA followed by […]
See me at NorWesCon!
If you’d like to see me at NorWesCon or get a signed copy of my book, this is my loose schedule for the weekend. I’m tied up most evenings with […]
Chocolate Wasteland
February is the cruellest month, breeding Roses for dead relationships, confusing Obligation for the real thing. Winter kept us coupled, disguising complacency in neglectful rhythm, faking A little affection with […]