Launch Day for the Tanith Lee Tribute Anthology!

The Kickstarter Campaign for STORYTELLER: A Tanith Lee Tribute Anthology, launched today! To celebrate, my co-editors and I read from Tanith’s work for a live event. You can watch it here. Carina Bissett read from the novel White as Snow, Julie C Day read from The Silver Metal Lover, and I read from “The Persecution Machine,” Lee’s loving homage to Edward Gorey.

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Tanith Lee Tribute Kickstarter about to launch!

The Kickstarter for Storyteller, the Tanith Lee tribute anthology is launching soon! There are amazing authors contributing to the book, many authors who were either influenced by her and fans of her work. We’ve amassed a diverse crowd (both in terms of genre and gender, ethnicity and sexuality–like Tanith’s fiction) and there are 6 open spots for other authors when the project gets funded. Tanith was not only an influence, she was very supportive of my own work and I consider her a mentor. (We had a robust correspondence in the 2000s).

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Tanith Lee Roundtable

The roundtable discussion, entitled Storyteller: The Legacy and Work of Tanith Lee panel discussion is now available for your viewing pleasure on YouTube. The Outer Dark hosted the panel, which will be on the OD podcast sometime in the future. I had a blast talking with and listening to fellow panelists editor/author Terri Windling, scholars Lisa Kröger, and Melanie R Anderson. The panel was moderated by Julie C. Day, with whom myself and Carina Bissett will be editing a tribute anthology called Storyteller. You can check out the soon to be live Kickstarter here.

Gothic Revolution: Madame Two Swords by Tanith Lee

Nestled somewhere between magical realism and alternate history, this slim novella shows Tanith Lee working with the vast store of information she amassed about the French Revolution. She used most of the material for her lone historical novel THE GODS ARE THIRSTY. In many ways, MADAME TWO SWORDS is like a darker sister to that novel.

Set in an imaginary French city under English rule, the nameless narrator finds a slim book of poetry and essays in a used bookstore. Stuffed inside of the book is the miniature portrait of the book’s author, with whom she falls in love with. Lucien de Ceppays is a stand-in for the very real Camille Desmoulins (and the subject of TGAT), the doomed pamphleteer of the French Revolution. De Ceppays is a poet and author of the treatise on human rights in this alternate city, which also had a monarchy-ousting revolution that in turn inspired a rampage of political terror. Lee uses a series of Gothic tropes—ranging from spectral occurrences to the coincidences that happen in such fiction—to introduce a theme that one does not find in much of Lee’s fiction.  Bryonic heroes, destitute heroines, mysterious crones are all in the service of a tale about the narrator’s awakening sense of Social Justice.

It’s all told in Lee’s trademark decadent, ominous prose, which creates an intriguing subgenre—woke goth? She manages to capture both the horrid employment conditions of women in the turn-of-century and the fickle nature of mob-led movements as acutely as she did in that epic historical novel.

I am in possession of a signed and illustrated (by Thomas Canty) copy of this novella, which has been reprinted by Immanion Press.

How Dead Can Dance helped me come out

I just got tickets to see the goth-world-neoclassical band Dead Can Dance in April 2020. This might be the seventh or eighth time since I’ve seen them. I’ve also seen solo tours from the Dead Can Dance members Brendan Perry and Lisa Gerrard. Their somber, majestic and beautiful music has been a constant in my life. I discovered their music (and Cocteau Twins) around the same time I found the writing of Tanith Lee. Lee and DCD are forever linked in my mind.

They are indirectly responsible for my official coming out. I remember back in the late 80s debating whether or not to attend the local LGBT youth group. I was still in the closet (but not to myself). Joining a youth group was a big step for me. I had stood outside the place where the weekly meeting had been held a couple of times and been too chicken to go.

Then, one afternoon, I saw a guy wearing a homemade Dead Can Dance t-shirt. It was like a sign: I would be OK. I joined the youth group, and began the process of coming out.

Thank you, Brendan and Lisa.

I’m looking forward to seeing them live. This time, they’re delving deep into their catalog, performing older and rarely played tracks.