Friday morning and thoughts on the future of Eclipse…

I’m in the middle of a handful of projects, and feel like I’m notably failing to bring my not particularly vaunted project management skills to bear on making sure that everything gets done. I’ve been reading swords and sorcery stories, weird stories, indefinable stories, and mostly have been feeling very happy with them.

Some time soon stories by Scott Lynch, Pat Cadigan, Nicola Griffith, and many others will find their way out into the world, and the world once again will be able to provide me with a reality check on how it feels about my taste (it’ll like some, not others, and be unsure in some places, but that’s cool).

Anyhow, one of the things I’ve been thinking about this past week is my anthology series Eclipse. Not so very long ago I spent some time drafting a post for this blog announcing the end of the Eclipse series. I felt like it was reaching the end of its lifespan.  Jason Williams of Night Shade and I had initially decided to do three volumes of the series, and had agreed that we would then evaluate it to see if it would continue.  We had that conversation, or part of it, a month or two ago.  At that time we both agreed that Eclipse had been a success, but that maybe it had run its course.

What I’ve realized – one of several things – in the time since then is that I’m not done with Eclipse. Stories have been coming in, good stories.  They’re not all by big names, they’re not much like one another, but they’re interesting and provocative and different. Where I was worn out after Eclipse Two, I find myself feeling invigorated moving forward with Eclipse Three. I’m eager to get it completed, and hopefully published by World Fantasy this year. I want to know what the world will think of it, and to see what it will be.

Why? Well, Eclipse is a free-form thing in a way that none of my other books has been.  I am more grateful to Jason and Jeremy than I think I’ve ever actually said publicly.  For three years they’ve fronted the money and provided the publishing support for me to do what I would between the covers of each book.  While we have discussed the series as it’s continued, they’ve never pushed me to do anything other than what I’ve wanted to do. It’s resulted in three very different books, each of which seem likely to appeal to different readers.  Eclipse One was a slipstream fantasy/SF kind of deal.  Eclipse Two was very much an SF book.  Eclipse Three is something else again.

I’ve learnt more than I ever imagined I would.  I’ve had to think of things I never expected. I’ve confronted issues to do with my own awareness as a person – readers of this blog know I hated (hated, hated, hated!) the gender discussions that surrounded Eclipse One and Two, for example, but I learned a lot and have tried (am trying) to change – as well as learnt things about editing, publishing, and a lot of other things.

For example I’m working on some thoughts on the fundamental things an anthology editor does. I believe that one of them is to shape a message in book form. An anthology editor conceives an idea, collects stories that bounce of that idea, crafts interstitial material, titles the book, works with a publisher on packaging and is instrumental in delivering a new book into the world.  When it’s successful that book IS a simple, clear, readily identifiable message, a thought, an idea. It has honesty and integrity, which I believe readers respond to. One reason I think Jeff and Ann VanderMeer are brilliant at what they do is they probably are better at crafting anthology-as-message than anyone else I know.  Their Steampunk and New Weird anthologies are superbly executed examples of anthologies as ideas.

It has had me thinking about the conceptual future of Eclipse.  To date Eclipse has been quite deliberately all over the place. It’s concept, for me, has evolved into Eclipse being a home for story; genre story, but mostly story. It’s been variably successful at this, and that’s a reflection of how I’m progressing with learning how to do this anthology-editing thing. I’m still reasonably new at it (I really only started in 2004, when you think about it).   I’d like to think that in future volumes of Eclipse there’ll be more coherency, more consistency at an editorial level, and more uniformity of vision.

And I guess that’s where I’m up to this morning. Right now I’m working on Eclipse Three. There’s every chance it could be the final Eclipse, though I now very much hope this won’t be that case.  I’m thinking hard about phase two for Eclipse.  I am eager to do Eclipse Four, Eclipse Five, and Eclipse Six.  Very eager. I am hopeful I’ll find a way to make that happen.  I have thought there’d be no more Eclipse, and I’m not eager to make sure that’s not the case. I’d thought I’d take next year off, and yet right now my mind’s full of Eclipse and what Eclipse Four might be.   I hope it’ll continue.  In the meantime, an enormous ‘thank you’ to Night Shade Books, who really have taken a huge chance with the series, traversed storms because of it, and have been incredibly supportive.  Many thanks, too, to all of the contributors. They have been generous beyond all need to be, and I’m grateful.  As to Eclipse’s future: when I know, I’ll let you know. I promise.

Last night…

I’m slowly trying to get back into the swing of things, but am still laid somewhat low by the virus that has been kicking my butt for the past week. I’m trying the lie in bed, play on the laptop, and don’t be too horrendous approach. Will see how that goes.

Yesterday was all about Jessica’s birthday. She was nine, and was very excited about it. Presents had been arranged, family came over, and we partied till the wee small hours of the mid-evening. A real success. She was delighted, and both girls made their parents very proud.

Jessica is 9!

Smiles!
Smiles!

Today is Jessica’s ninth birthday. Nine years ago, at around 6pm, I was down at King Edward Memorial Hospital, doing the pacing dad-to-be thing. I remember being raced into the surgery with Marianne, the worry of the doctors, brief joy, three weeks of stress and fear in the Neonatal Unit at PMH, and now nine full years of a gorgeous girl working to become herself, every day. It’s been a wonderful, joy-filled, scary journey. I look forward to many, many, many more years of it.

Rest of the day…

Today was all about the tail end of the sinus infection that has laid me low, on and off, since Thursday.  I’m pretty much better and will definitely be back at work tomorrow (which is Jessica’s 9th birthday!!). I spent the day talking, writing a little, and reading some story submissions.  I need to ramp up everything soon (not today) so that I can start hitting deadlines before they start hitting back.  Eclipse Three and Conquering Swords are both looking in good shape, though a few stories are still to come in for both of them.  I’ve also been working on the special issue of Subterranean, which is also looking good, though I’m waiting on one or two pieces for it.  Other than that, I spent a lot of today thinking about and talking about Jessica.  Nine.  Wow.  She’s growing up and is wonderful, though a constant worry for a parent.  We have some enormous decisions to make about her schooling and so on, to make sure she grows to the best version of herself that she can be.  I think sometimes we tend to be overprotective and oversupportive, so the time is coming to pull back a little, which will be hard but must happen. The challenges of parenthood never end.

Wednesday Morning, 9AM

How did it get to be Wednesday morning? When we left off, I was sitting in a cafe at Adelaide International Airport listening to Beth Orton’s Central Reservation, drinking pretty rotten coffee, and waiting for QF545 to take me home again.  The flight was uneventful, if not overly pleasant.  The empty seat I’d angled for disappeared, as they do, and I found myself limited to the space I’d actually paid for, which was adequate but not wonderful.

I arrived home safe, to warm and wonderful welcomes, but dragging the darn sinus infection I had in Adelaide home with me.  I sniffled, coughed, popped my ears all the time, and eventually stumbled off to bed.  Tuesday I didn’t get out the front door of the house. I’d thought I might catch up on some low level work, but other than VPNing to the day job and making sure some things didn’t fall to bits (they wouldn’t have, but I feel responsible), I didn’t get anything done.  I meant to read, but didn’t. Meant to work on contracts and line edits, but didn’t. I did buy a couple more stories, but that  was just sending two simple emails to say ‘Yay’ to Pat and Gord.  Gossiped a little with GJ and Bill, and then a walk with Sophie, and that was it.

And here we are, looking at today.  The girls are at school, Marianne will be in and out doing shopping and getting ready for Jessica’s 9th birthday, and I’m slowly feeling better.  I’ll definitely be back in the office today, so I’m going to try to get one or two things done, but we shall see.

Given my lapses with the blog (and we won’t mention those short story reviews, shall we?), I wouldn’t be surprised if no-one’s reading this at all, but I don’t have that much else to report that isn’t business-like.  I should call Oakland (I’ve been missing talking to CHARLES), and some other stuff.  More, I suspect, later in the morning…

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