Valya Dudycz Lupescu

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    Live from Chicago…This Saturday

    Live from Chicago…This Saturday

    When I was young, I didn’t know that science fiction conventions or fandom existed. A gathering place where people dressed up in costumes, met with “actual authors,” and talked about the stories they loved would have seemed as fantastic as some of the stories themselves. Reading was a solitary activity, and I didn’t know a lot of other kids (or later adults) who loved sci-fi or fantasy. I attended my first convention in 2012, when the World Science Fiction Convention (Worldcon) was held in Chicago (and called Chicon), and it opened up a new world to me. It was a joy[...]
    Deepwater Horizon

    Deepwater Horizon

    Ten years ago today, the semi-submersible offshore drilling rig the Deepwater Horizon sank, following an explosion that left the oil well gushing and caused the largest marine oil spill in history.  This poem was inspired by that tragedy. It first appeared in Mythic Delirium in 2014: Deepwater April 22, 2010 Oil gushes like a wound, carrying with it the death of more creatures than my Gulf has accepted for millennia, but this is massacre not sacrifice offered up to unnamed gods of chaos who live in primordial seas. As the oil consumes scales, wings, skins, and blood, it sinks like a horrible prayer. I rise to the surface[...]
    Art in the Time of Quarantine

    Art in the Time of Quarantine

    Time. Time is one of the threads that everyone seems to touch on these days in their tweets and posts. We have long been guided by schedules of work and school and other constructs, and then this virus hit and everything changed, slowed down, stopped, went out of sync.  Each of us is going through this surreal shared moment in time, viewing the world through our own lenses, with our unique combinations of challenges and privileges, maybe sharing that view with the people we are living with or talking to. My experience is enmeshed with that of the kids. Most of[...]
    Week 2:  Shared

    Week 2: Shared

    TGIF. I’m tired. I know many of us are so, so tired, trying to keep it all together with anxious teenagers and attention-seeking toddlers and hurting bodies and frantic brain weasels and stressed partners and nervous students and struggling friends and hurting communities and ailing parents and compromised immune systems and the list goes on and on.  This week felt like a month, every long day rolling into the next: nudge kids about homework, do the dayjob, laundry, clean, cook, make sure kids are getting enough sleep, dayjob, feed the cats, homework, feed the rats, check in on friends, make time[...]
    Thoughts at the Turn of a Decade

    Thoughts at the Turn of a Decade

    I planned to spend the last day of 2019 writing and the evening hanging out with the kids. They’re getting older, and I know that days spent celebrating New Year’s Eve with Mom are few and precious. But then I decided that I wanted to prepare a special meal for the day, which meant that instead I spent much of the afternoon in the kitchen making a cassoulet—as well as a batch of varenyky in advance for Sviat Vechir, Ukrainian Christmas Eve, next week. So, in between chopping and sautéing, braising and boiling, I kept leaning over to jot down thoughts[...]

Critical Acclaim

Lovely Prose

The lovely prose and the mix of mythic Ukrainian matter with a contemporary setting won me over. Continue reading on sfsite.com

5 out of 5 stars

This is definitely something to read and add to your collection if you enjoy a good story that involves the use of folk tales. 5 out of 5 stars. Continue reading on Indie Comix

Robert McClelland
Indie Comix

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