I made a mixtape (playlist). This week's It's Storytime With Wil Wheaton is The Loneliness of Former Constellations, by P.H. Low, originally published in Strange Horizons. I have two live shows happening in Los Angeles, both with limited tickets.
This week's It's Storytime With Wil Wheaton is a sweet, queer story about that awkward, tentative, uncertain time when, maybe, something is different, something is changing, something is awakening, and it all feels like a smear of toothpaste.
There are more actual humans subscribed to my blog posts than the stupid algorithm shows my posts to on Threads. If I have something to important to share, however brief, I'll say it here.
Today, I just wanted to share a couple things that I'm excited about. I hope you'll get excited about them, too.
"Hey, check this out," seems to have migrated over to social media, so it feels a little ... vestigial? ... to do one of those posts, but I want to post something, and the story I'm working on isn't ready, so here are some links.
I have an essay in this month's Uncanny Magazine, called Being A Brief History of It's Storytime With Wil Wheaton! I requested payment in a paper check, so I can frame it, since it's the first time I've been paid the professional rate for an essay.
Felicia Day and I are getting the band back together for a new show about the games (and some other things) we love, and you can help make it happen.
A funny and fun thing happens when I put the robe on. Without meaning to, I stand up as straight as I can, and I feel legitimately cool. As Lester Bangs says in Almost Famous, "Oh, dude, they made you feel cool, and you are not cool."
It feels like it was about 18 months ago, but could be as long as three years ago, that my friend told me about a TV show he was developing. It was a brilliant idea, I thought. A science fiction action comedy? YES PLEASE.
In the early 2000s, I worked on a couple of movies that were direct-to-DVD, low budget versions of successful, big budget movies of the moment. They weren't high art, but they were so much fun. This is a story about one of them.
I think it was always corporate; we just never noticed.
I went to the mall and I wrote about it.
I was grateful for it, because choosing to experience grief instead of avoiding it with anger was a big time goal, something I worked really hard to accomplish.
Gently, the point of this is to scream as loudly and persistently as I can that when the choice is between Fascism and Not Fascism, you choose Not Fascism. I can't believe I have to keep spelling this out.
Tell that to Renee Good and Alex Pretti. Tell that to the thousands of families who have been torn apart. Tell that to the children in Iran who were murdered by American bombs. Go tell them all that SHE failed YOU, and beg them for forgiveness. Oh. Wait. You can't. They're dead.
OMG where did you get this photo? Are there more?
None of this would be happening if Kamala Harris were president. None of it. And we fucking told you so.
That is the argument a lot of us are making, and it's the argument that's winning with voters. I'm puzzled that you aren't seeing that, too.
You're so kind. I'm glad to know that Wesley was there for you when you needed him.
Thank you for that. I thought that we could offer an affordable option for people who can't get out to a con in person, for whatever reason. I'm thrilled you'll be attending!
