Today I was very happy that the internets gave me a new, hip poem with the above title by one of my favorite authors: here.
This is awesome because:
(1) It’s an update on werewolves, ok? Yeah. By definition: awesome.
(2) The author, Margaret Atwood, is 72 years old, has 332,495 Twitter followers right this minute, and has published 13 novels + 15 poetry collections + a bunch of other books — and she is Trying New Technologies that I have never heard of. (Meanwhile, I may still be too tech-skeered to get an iPhone.) This poem, for example, is on a new self-publishing platform/community called WattPad.
She is an awesome writerly role model for me because she writes fantastic, super-popular, feminist, subversive novels, many of which are set in alternate realities. I was talking about Atwood earlier today to a client who is writing an awesome speculative fiction novel. (Beloved client: the books I was telling you about are Year of the Flood and Oryx and Crake, and I was thinking of the storyline involving the God’s Gardeners, a small community of survivors of a planetary biological catastrophe.)
That is all for now, except:
Yes, I am aware that I say “awesome” more than the average citizen of the planet. This is because I am an American, unlike Margaret Atwood who is Canadian. Canadians, by the way, are awesome, eh?
Hope you, dear reader, have an awesome day, and do watch this if you have a couple of minutes to get pleasantly spooked:
Book trailer for Wolf Girls: Dark Tales of Teeth, Claws, and Lycogyny (2012)