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February 15, 2021
The Jaguar Heart 1 - I Built an Unsustainable Career

Here's the first of my talks, with transcript for those of you who prefer to read.


Hi, all. Welcome to episode one of The Jaguar’s Heart.

Let me begin with a confession: I built an unsustainable career. I built an unsustainable career and it has crushed my heart. This error is entirely on me. I should have listened to my gut, and now… here I am. Starting from scratch, with honesty.

Talking about this is a lot harder than I thought. Here goes.

For most of my career, I have tried to walk a very narrow line between alienating my audience with unnecessary authorial inserts… and not hiding my beliefs. I chose that path because as a reader, I find it tiresome when authors get too political, even about innocuous things. I think this might be because I don’t want to be mistaken for one of their friends. The relationship between myself and an entertainer is inherently one-sided, and I prefer to observe that boundary. I go to them, then, for entertainment… not the kind of conversation I expect from someone I know personally. And while an entertainer can bring their life experiences into their routines, that’s still shared through a parasocial lens, and should be shared that way.

The kind of conversations you have with friends are not the kind of conversations you have with strangers who are paying you, and I wanted to be the kind of entertainer I liked: someone who was respecting the boundaries. I didn’t think my beliefs made for funny stories—thoughtful ones, sometimes, but not often funny—and I was more interested in sharing my art than I was making statements.

This stance, though, is only possible as long as society allows different belief systems to co-exist. The moment society starts discriminating against a belief system, you have two choices: you can speak up and get people used to the idea that other people exist, or you can be silent, and be silenced.

For a long time, I tried to have it both ways: to speak up, but diffidently, and without fighting about it. Just pop my head up, say something as carefully as possible while still being honest, and then vanish again. This is why at least some people can say, “Yeah, she’s Christian, some kind of Christian.” Or “yeah, she was the only conservative SFWA board member.” I picked my moments and tried to be as non-offensive as possible, while observing that my peers on the opposite side of the debate had no such compunctions… filling their social media with offensive content, or brazenly linking to things that ‘all good people agree with’, or writing actual screeds against people like me.

I hate conflict. And I love people, and casually Othering large swathes of them isn’t in my nature, normally. I usually only spoke out after suffering some discrimination that I felt had to be discussed, but even then I grinned and bore a lot… because I knew from experience that anything I mentioned would result in some small number of people listening… and the majority attacking, mocking, or gaslighting me. So I never pushed it. And I never, ever made my protestations a permanent, visible part of my online presence, because it simply wasn’t safe, and it wasn’t neutral. My liberal friends could afford to be honest about their beliefs. I knew, from experience, that I would be closing doors in the industry if I did the same.

So I was quiet.

It wasn’t until the 2016 election that I realized that my quiet had combined with a lot of other people’s quiet to become a river of quiet: a silenced majority that had either already quit the arena, or were deep in hiding to prevent their own cancellation. And because we’d been quiet, and because we’d never been open about ourselves, we had allowed people unlike us to believe that we didn’t exist. That only evil people believed the things we did. That we didn’t deserve a voice, a platform, a livelihood, our children.

They didn’t realize they knew anyone who had those beliefs. And I had been complicit in that illusion, by silencing myself to avoid upsetting anyone.

And really, that’s what I did. I silenced myself. I shut down my livejournal and retreated behind a paywall, and cut down all my social media, and refused to participate. I couldn’t. I thought… maybe if I pull back, the hysteria will die down. But overwhelmingly, what I wanted was to reduce my vulnerability, because some part of me thought ‘this will get worse.’ Which… it did. Because I now live in a world where the media talks casually of people like me as domestic terrorists, where the publishing industry says we shouldn’t get book deals and big tech thinks we need to be ratioed or suspended or shadowbanned. Where people I thought of as friends agree that everyone on alternate social media platforms should be denied jobs, or who’ve signed onto letters that conservatives who enabled the 45th president should be considered criminals. If I cornered them about it, they would tell me ‘I didn’t mean you.’ (I hope.) But it always starts as ‘we didn’t mean you.’ And then… it is you, and by then it’s too late.

And I have found, now that I feel cornered, that my silence has stuck in my throat, and in my wrists, and in the bones of my fingers and the backs of my eyes, and I can’t draw and I can’t write and everything feels false.

I have built my career on the foundation of a desire to entertain people, people of any kind, any belief, any background. I wanted to make people laugh and smile, feel hope and glee and joy and silliness. I wanted art to be the bridge between my heart and the hearts of my audience, if only for a moment. But I can’t build that bridge in this world. It’s been set on fire from the other side, and I don’t have the heart—or the means, alone—to restore it.

I honestly don’t know what to do.

Some part of me whispers that the only way back is to begin again. With honesty. By no longer trying so hard to make other people comfortable that I erase myself for their sake. If the numbers are correct, half of America shares my ideals; I am not outnumbered. When I speak for myself, I am speaking to those people, who also feel silenced. And I hope, I am speaking to people who are not like me, and saying: “I exist. Now you know someone who isn’t like you, and who isn’t a monster.”

It may be that my honesty will cost me readers. It’s better that I lose them now, as a result of a conscious decision, then that I should live in fear of discovery and cancellation. I can’t make art in that environment, and it’s a miracle I managed it for so long.

So what does this mean going forward? I wish I knew. I know I have some audio rambles like this one planned. None of those are intended as lectures or debates—they’re going to be about my internal experience of being an artistic and literary countercultural voice. I hope if I talk enough of this out, that maybe I can go back to making art again. I guess… we’ll see.

Anyway, thanks for listening to this broken heart. Jaguar out.

The Jaguar Heart 1 - I Built an Unsustainable Career
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Hi, all. Welcome to this episode of The Jaguar’s Heart.

A while back I was introduced to a comedy sketch about Cuban coffee by a Mexican comedian, Gabriel Iglesias. ( The sketch begins with him greeting all his fellow Latinos and then backing up to say ‘but we’re all different, aren’t we’ which is a segue into a demonstration of how different Hispanics speak Spanish.

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I also loved it because the Cuban coffee part is real. I grew up with Cubans. I know how we are....

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Hi, all. Welcome to this week’s episode of The Jaguar’s Heart.

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We have forgotten how to listen.

Increasingly, we have also ...

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Or, if you prefer, you can wait for the retail edition (ebook and paperback). Those links are here: https://books2read.com/shieldmatron2

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Gamelit 1 - https://studiomcah.locals.com/post/4241337/gamelit-novel-first-chapter

Gamelit 2 - https://studiomcah.locals.com/post/4255477/gamelit-novel-last-bit-of-chapter-1

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November 27, 2024
Meta-Conversation: Why

 

            “When the Admonishments were new,” I say, “I remember one of my readers asking me for the Ai-Naidari word for ‘why’, because she said it was the one question you asked most frequently, in every encounter, over and over: ‘why’.” I taste the word, which starts with a ‘v’ that sounds like an ‘f’. “Va.

It is a rare foggy day out, and I have walked to the lake to watch the mist hang over its dim surface. When I don’t continue, Kor steps up beside me. “A good beginning. Continue.”

            “People are asking me if Kherishdar can explain how people can believe such different things when confronted with the same world.”

            “And you realize you have been avoiding the question.”

            “Yes,” I say. “Because sometimes people ask something, and you think that’s what they want to know. But it’s not.” I glance at him. “That’s the reason you ask so many questions. Because people often don’t know what they really want to know, what they think, what they need, until they’ve talked themselves through all the wrong answers.”

            He smiles a little. “Do you wonder why Shame can love an artist?”

            “No,” I say. “At least, not an honest one. Honest artists are always trying to observe reality.”

            “And have you observed this one? Or shall I observe it for you, and save you from the discomfort?”

            Such a Shame response. And maybe once upon a time I would have needed to prove I could handle any challenge. Now, sometimes it’s a relief to lean on other people’s strength, and always a relief to receive other people’s wisdom. “Please.”

            “They don’t want to understand other people,” Shame said. “They want to understand how to live with them without having to change.”

            I nod. “No one will like the answers.”

            His smile is brief. “Especially you?”

            “Always especially me,” I say, smiling too. “But we say something here, that when you’re taking flak, keep going: you’re over the target. So I follow my discomfort, and if it gets more extreme, then I know I’m closing in on a truth that I have been avoiding.” I allow some mischief in my voice. “I am a very excellent sort of artist, you know. Most artists are so in love with novelty, change, and new experiences that they skate out to the perimeters of acceptable behavior and ideas and live there as if it’s paradise. But it takes someone like me, who’s skeptical of all those things, to make bridges between those ideas and normal people. When it’s warranted.”

            “You also know that it is not for artists to decide what is warranted.”

            “No,” I say, and now I am feeling cheerful. “That’s your job, Civilization’s Shame. You’re welcome to it.”

            He chuckles.

            “I still love people,” I say. “So do you. And I love you.” The symmetry makes me smile. “Do you wonder that an artist might love Shame?”

            “Only in the very personal way that one might wonder why anyone is loved by a particular person,” Shame said.

            “That’s good for you,” I say sagely.

            Since that was teasing, I’m surprised when he answers, serious, “Yes. For a mortal heart to have all the answers is annihilating. It destroys the vital spark—there is impetus for neither change nor growth. One would wake, and not know why. We need uncertainty, datyani. Don’t forget it, when Tsevet comes to you with his stories on his lips.”

            “No,” I promise. And, because it’s become habit: “Give me a word, Kor.”

            “Veqoth.”

            Easy one, that: sterility. I recognize the root: veqore, to die, and veqos, death. “Another?”

            There’s a glimmer in his eye then, that’s just enough warning before he hits me with, “Cheksoteqedar.”

            He waits while I work through that. “That means… rock-enjoyer??” I burst out laughing. “Seriously? You have all these fancy words for acquisition of knowledge, and fields of study, and the word for ‘geologist’ is ‘rock enjoying person’?”

            “You may tell the cheksoteqedari that you are not the only person who remembers her question.”

            I shake my head, still amused. “But why ‘rock’, when you have a separate word for ‘gemstones’? Or is this a ‘because only people who love them enough to study them would bother with rocks over shinier things?”

            “Truly a question that could only be asked by someone who does not love a rock.”

            “But I do!”

            “Then, qirini, you should have known better.” A little more serious now. “You do know better, don’t you?”

            “I do,” I say. “And I’ll try not to avoid too many obvious answers in the future. The not-obvious ones will give me enough trouble.”

           

 

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