#WeAreSTL (We Are St. Louis)

Note: I’m leaving this post up, because I’m not hiding that I wrote it. But since that time, I’ve learned a lot and thought more deeply about what the #WeAreSTL posts were about. I’ve decided that, as well intentioned as they were, they were problematic. They, mine included, were written from a position of privilege. What I (I can’t speak for anyone else) was aiming for was solidarity with the city of STL. I intended to show that while the city, including Ferguson, was experiencing was something real, devastating, and important, it wasn’t and isn’t all there is to STL. I thought I could say both at once, without one delegitimizing the other. But you can’t. In actual fact, what was conveyed was “THIS is our Saint Louis, NOT THAT.” It created an us and them I didn’t intend, but was also admittedly too comfortable to recognize. I’ll even be more blatant. It created a ‘this is our white STL, not that black STL.’ Or maybe ‘this is our wealthy STL.’ Either way, it was nothing I understood myself to be part of until I looked back at it. For that I’m ashamed of myself, but again, I’m not going to hide mistakes of my past. Just note that I made them and I’m aware of them. I want to end with an apology, but asking for and expecting the forgiveness that goes with it feels like another privilege. Plus, this post is quite old. I’m well aware that I’m writing this addendum for my own hubris.

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My city is a city in pain. It is with a heavy heart that I’ve watched the after effect of Michael Brown’s death. Everyone seems to have their opinion of it. I have mine too. But while there are a lot of varied ideas on who was or wasn’t ‘right’ in all this, few would argue that the city/county’s poor handling of the matter has inflamed entire communities.

Cultural-DiversityPeople are hurting—’black people,’ ‘white people,’ people who don’t fit so starkly into an ill-defined and largely imagined binary view on race and color. We are hurting and We Are STL.

But we are not all Ferguson, or at least not the Ferguson that the rest of the world thinks they know—Ferguson that the media has reduced to angry mobs and burning buildings.

There is so much more to this city, both the community of Ferguson, which has a long history, a number of stately homes and a flipping farmers market (you never hear about that) and the city of Saint Louis itself.

For this reason the #WeAreSTL initiative was started by a local vlogger, to remind the rest of the world that there is a lot of other good in this city too. (I say other because what is happening in and around Ferguson is a good. It’s a growing-pain, but a necessary one.)

Obviously, we don’t all vlog. I, for example, blog about books. But everyone is invited to participate. All you have to do is create a short video, post or whatever formats you have access to (sky writing? have a go) and link it to your social media.

Here is mine. I am a reader. Saint Louis is eclectic and literary. I love the independent bookstores, library consortium and abundant places to settle with a book.

Le me break that down a little further for you. I love to read. It is one of my greatest joys in life and Saint Louis is a wonderful city to be a reader in. We have our own Independent Bookstore Alliance. Believe me, in a time when the publishing industry is in such flux, this is an amazing and important thing.

Within ten miles of my home I can visit The Novel Neighbor, The Bookhouse, Webster Groves Book Shop, Dunawy Books, STLBooks, two Left-Bank Books, Big Sleep Books and Subterranean Books. Not to mention the normal chain bookstores and probably at least a few indies I haven’t found yet.

The city also has number of yearly bookish events. There is the Greater Saint Louis Book Fair, Lit in the Lou, Saint Louis Jewish Book Festival and  a YMCA Book Fair. And those are just the big yearly events (that I know of). There are a billion smaller or not yearly ones. We have a number of large universities, an expansive library consortium (which I’ll discuss in a moment) and all those book stores, all of which host smaller or not yearly writerly events.

And all of that is without even getting into all of the cool places to actually READ. Our library consortium allows you to borrow books from any library in the system; vastly expanding the number of books a reader has access to, which is cool. But the central library is amazing.

St. Louis Public Library 2012 Grand Reopening Video from St. Louis Public Library on Vimeo.

While the Central Branch is unquestioningly the most architecturally stunning, the people of the Ferguson library have demonstrated most clearly what it means to be a St. Louisian.

That’s right, they’ve remained open throughout the unrest in their area, even as school and businesses were closing (or damaged) around them they’ve kept their doors open to support both their community and those peacefully seeking change in their neighbourhood.

stl arkOnce you’ve visited the library and checked out a book or two (dozen) weather permitting, there are a whole host of parks a reader can relax and enjoy their favourite literary wonder in. I highly recommend Forrest Park, Tower Grove Park and Bee Tree Park. If you have a few dollars to spend on atmosphere, the Botanical Gardens are always a delightful place to pair a book and bench.

If you’re a little more experiential and want to read, say, Planet of the Apes surrounded by actual apes, the zoo is free. Just find a bench facing the primate house and there you go, smellivision to enhance your reading experience.

Not the outdoor type and libraries too quiet for you? How about the vast array of coffee houses? There is one in practically each of Saint Louis’ eclectic array of neighbourhoods. Try this list for some ideas.

A friend of mine and I hit a different one every Sunday morning. Most recently, we’ve been seen at Comet Coffee, Foundation Grounds Coffee and The Webster Groves Garden Cafe. All of which, I can say with some authority, would be a great place to read.

So, while our city tears itself apart in its impotent rage, I #StandWithFerguson, have stood with them. I had to explain to my seven year old why school was canceled this morning, what a riot is and why people are doing it right now. This required addressing race, and privileged and racism and poverty—all very intense subjects for a child and difficult to explain before my morning caffeine.

In my daily life I try and counter any and all blindly condemning bull shitstatements about Ferguson (which could be any other community in any other city), like this one that I recently found on Facebook. Whomever wrote it obviously understands nothing of any of the issues my seven year old was able to grasp the fundamentals of this morning. (Not to mention the difference between a protest, riot and looting. Just because all three occur at the same time, place or event does not mean everyone present is responsible for each.) And yes, the ‘friend’ who posted it got an irritated comment from me.

I also attended the Justice For All march in October and was part of the Candlelight Vigil for Peace, of which there will be another one tonight (Nov. 25th) at 7-8, central time. I invite everyone to participate.

This is our Saint Louis. I am Saint Louis; a bibliocrazy reading zealot who goes nowhere without a Kindle, and obsessively tracks good book stores and excellent coffee.

Now it’s your turn. Tell me what you are, Saint Louis is and what you love about it. Include the #WeAreSTL hashtag, post to your own social media sites and add yourself to the linky below. (If you would like to include the linky in your post, you can find the code here.) Remind the world that, while what is happening in one part of our city is important, it isn’t all our city is.

I’ve lived in a lot of towns, in a lot of states, in two different countries on two different continents and Saint Louis is one of my ultimate favourite places.

Before you run off to write/draw/film/record/sing your own #WeAreSTL post, why not check out some of the others’?

…and just for fun.

NaNoWriMo update…I won!

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Yesterday afternoon, around 2pm, I passed 50,000 words in my current NaNo novel. There was no dancing involved, though it would have been well deserved. I was halfway through a scene that I calmly remained seated to get down, finally stopping at a respectable 50,540 words. That also gave me a nice little buffer, in case there was a discrepancy between my Scrivner word count and the NaNo word count validator.

This was the first time I’d done NaNo and I came into it completely intimidated. If you estimate 250 words to a page, it’s roughly 200 pages…in a month! And I did it in 20 day! (Yeah, that deserves a second exclamation point, even if I’m usually stingy with them.) I really surprised myself. Not only because I made it to 50k, but because this is what my graph looks like throughout the month.

my graphNice and steady, no peaks, no valleys, no gaps; I set a target of 1,700 words a day and I hit it, every damn day. That makes me all fluttery inside.

And I’ve rewarded myself too. I’m going to have an exciting mail week. I ordered myself this beautiful wooden bookmark and this pair of comfy, loungy pants. That’s important, since I do most of my writing sitting cross-legged on the couch. Jellyfish bookmark

Mum pantsOf course, 50,000 unedited words is only about half a novel, so I’ve thought ahead and picked out what my 100,000 word rewards will be. *claps excitedly.* When that day comes, I’ll allow myself the following:

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Yes, that is a beautiful wooden ruler (I’m a sucker for all things hand-crafted and wooden.) and a Dune-inspired bracelet. And if I’m really honest, I’ll admit the hour or so cruising Etsy to pick it all out was a reward of sorts too.

As excited as I am about goodies, completing this challenge wasn’t really about the things I would let myself spend my meagre income on. In a very real way, it also wasn’t about writing any particular book.

It was about writing in general. Writing is something I enjoy, torturous as it often is. But I’d fallen out of habit. I’d let myself become the classic ‘one day writer.’ That well-intentioned, but ultimately unfocused author who recognises the plot bunnies as they frolic through her mind, but never actually sits down and writes. Rather, I always intended to do it one day.

Doing NaNo this year was about making today the day, and then tomorrow and the next. It was about once again establishing the habit of ssandcastlesitting down and putting words on paper, even if they’re crap. I spent a lot of time reminding myself of this during the last three weeks. And I expect once I’ve reached my 100k, the first thing I’ll do is reread it all and cut a third. But better that than having nothing at all.

This is especially true for my current work. I really think it needs to be written. Unfortunately, I also kind of wish the muse had passed it on to someone a little more experienced and given me a quick bit of monster-erotica or something. This is hard.

It’s the first time I’ve written anything that isn’t wholly fantasy, meaning I can’t just make it up as I go. Plus, I’m dealing with some heavy and probably controversial issues, while trying to respectfully address cultural practices that are largely foreign and frightening to Americans. I have suddenly become painfully aware of my own Western gaze and how much of what we take for granted as givens, in fact aren’t for a lot of the world.

And the one thing I don’t want to be accused of at the end of this is Recognizing-Unconscious-Bias-The-Impact-of-Identity-on-Behavior-300x300presenting Western mores as universals, when they patently aren’t. But this means teasing out which of my own closely held beliefs are culturally specific, which ones I learned so early and so slowly that I never noticed. This is not easy and it’s uncomfortable. But it’s necessary and both my book and I will be better for it.  *sigh*

But I digress. My point is that this work would be especially easy to continue to put off, because, for me, it has a lot of added challenges. I’m absolutely convinced that if I hadn’t started it as a NaNo project, with the ridged structure necessary to hit 50,000 words in a month, I would still be tiptoeing around the idea of eventually writing it. Now I’m halfway through a rough first draft…and feeling like a total badass.

So, though I don’t have a complete work in my hands at the end of this experience, I have some things I consider even more valuable. I have a reinvigorated dedication to my writing. I have a project that is well enough on its way to feel real and accomplishable. I have my passion back. For these things, I’ll thank NaNoWriMo and imagine this won’t be the last time I sign up.

Once again, how to piss off your book blogger

Let me tell you a story. Recently, I received a very lengthy email from a Director of Marketing for a small indie press.  It started like this:

I realize you get swamped with new book announcements daily and, for your own sanity, probably pay attention only to those coming from those publishing houses and PR reps you know. However, I am hoping that I can get XXX on your radar.

Now, in the way of many things that annoy a person, I didn’t immediately find that irritating. But by the end of my exchange with this DoM it did.

Let me backtrack to explain why. Several months ago I received an email informing me that I had been pre-approved, via Netgalley, to read/review a book. This struck me as odd because it was the first time I had received any communication about a Netgalley arc not coming directly from Netgalley. I quirked an eyebrow, but let it go as it was also the first time I had received an unsolicited pre-approval. I wasn’t completely sure of the procedure.

Feeling lucky to have been chosen, I downloaded the book. But it wasn’t due for publication for several months and I like to read such books close to their publication dates, as many publishers ask that reviews not be posted more than a month prior to release.

Between the initial email and the eventual publication of the book, I also received at least two more emails concerning the review of this particular book. (I still have three emails in my mailbox. I may have deleted some as they became redundant.) Since the emails appear a bit formulaic, I imagine there was a mailing list of some sort and I wasn’t the only one getting them. But still, I got enough of them to think, ‘really, another one?’

Mere days before the book was due to be set free in the wild, I read/reviewed/blogged about and posted to Netgalley a review for the book in question.

My point in all of this is two-fold. One, the indie press that this DoM was hoping to get on my radar was already on and chafing my radar. Because, while four emails may not seem like many, it’s three more than I need. Plus, the book had been on my Netgalley shelf, listed right next to its publisher’s name. Two, I’d already read and reviewed the book here on the blog, not to mention posted my review on Amazon.com, Amazon.uk, Netgalley itself, and Goodreads. I had done my due diligence for the book already. Thank you for noticing Ms. DoM.

Then, as a minor side irritant is the small matter of assuming who I do or don’t pay attention to. This is especially arrogant since my policies state quite explicitly that I’m open to everyone, especially self-published authors and indie presses. Plus, it just feels a little accusatory, as if she’s inferring I had already ignored her. I don’t know, maybe she thought I should have been more excited about all those emails.

But the whole exchange got worse. Because since I was feeling a little harassed to have received yet another email, now not just feeling like spam but spam about a book I’d already reviewed, I went ahead and dropped a note to the DoM saying,

Thank you for your email concerning XXX. I maintain a fairly open acceptance policy, treating all books with equal attention (or inattention, depending on circumstances)….And I have already read and reviewed YYY, through NetGalley.
However, I welcome any future publications.
Thank you again for your email.
She then responded with:
Thank you for your prompt response, Sadie. I’m delighted you had the opportunity to read and review “XXX.” When you have a chance, I’d greatly appreciate receiving a link to the review.

And here is where I pretty much lost my shit with the whole thing. OK, that’s an exaggeration, but I did get annoyed. Here’s why, this person does appear to have read the policies (I have a bit of a trick in there to flush out those who don’t) but doesn’t appear to have looked much farther.

I know this for several reasons. One, the book she was promoting was the first review on the second page of the blog. In other words, she only had to click back once to find the review she was interested in. Two, the review of the book she was pimping was listed under ‘recent posts’ on the left-hand side of that home page. Three, all my reviews are listed alphabetically, by author, under a tab titled “book reviews,” which would be a logical place to look for a review, and four, my blog has a search bar, right up top.

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So this person, who would very much like me to do the favor of reading her company’s books, A) can’t be bothered to keep track of who they have already hit up for a review, B) do any of her own work to find the review, even when its existence has been pointed out to her.

Why does anyone think it’s appropriate behavior to ask a stranger, who has already done them an unpaid service, to stop what they are doing to complete a task they should and could in approximately 30 seconds do on their own? Had she looked and not found it, I would understand. But it’s immediately obvious that she didn’t even look!

I suspect she’s never even glanced at the homepage, let alone read one of my reviews. But she wants me to review ‘her’ books, for sure. Feels a little one-sided, if you ask me.

Yes, it would have taken a lot less effort to just send her the darned link, but then she’ll probably run some other poor blogger ragged doing her job for her. OK, now I’m just being mean. I’ll probably cut that bit before I hit publish.

My point, to all authors seeking reviews from book bloggers and their PR staff, is this: no matter what you think the value of a digital download is, bloggers don’t work for you. You do not get to give them extraneous tasks. You especially don’t get to do so after already riding them like a micromanaging boss and before you even attempt said task on your own. It’s just plain rude.

FYI, the ‘Once again’ refers to the fact that I had a very similar rant (and yeah, I recognize this as a rant) last year. You can read it here.