
Two of Emma’s favorite childhood memories are of typing out nonsense words on her parents’ black Royal manual typewriter, and watching the neighbor mow the lawn. She went to Beloit College, where she majored in English, then moved to Minneapolis, where there are two seasons: Snow removal and road repair. (Or, as it sometimes seems, snow repair and road removal.)
After that, she moved back to her native southern California, where she would’ve driven with the top down if she’d had a convertible. She was a resident of the Republic of Bisbee (AZ) and loved it (except on the few days of the year when there was snow). And now she’s living in Tucson, Arizona, where she would ride the range if she had a pony. But she does have a great cowboy hat.
She’s written novels, screenplays, a children’s book, and short stories. She and her husband, Will Shetterly, are members of the Interstate Writers’ Workshop, aka The Scribblies. Emma and Will conduct writing workshops now and then; they’ve taught in Los Angeles, at Clarion West, the Pima Writers Workshop, and elsewhere.
Emma played guitar and sang in the Flash Girls, a goth-folk duo. She was a member of Cats Laughing, a psychedelic improv folk-jazz band that included Steven Brust, Adam Stemple, Lojo Russo, and Bill Colsher.
She is the producer for Shadow Unit, a webfiction project she shares with Elizabeth Bear, Sarah Monette, Will Shetterly, and Amanda Downum. It combines novella-length episodes of a series story with hypertext “DVD extras” and character on-line journals. Contributing writers in its eight-episode second “season” include Holly Black and Leah Bobet.
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Pingback by Homo Sum » Blog Archive » I mean it–Go read this. — February 21, 2008 @ 3:04 pm |
[...] a reader, I lean more toward science fiction, but a well-written fantasy novel is a delight, and Emma Bull’s <i>Territory</i> kept me up half the night. It’s one of the best books [...]
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It looks as though your arm has healed just fine, I have very little contact with anyone that we knew, any more, I think I still have a few of your books, it would not surprise me if I am not remembered, winter solstice has not been as much fun for many years, I am a good friend of Kari’s, and a ( I believe, still) a friend of Lojo’s, altho since the moves, I have seen neither of you for years, and up until a few months ago, I had not seen Brust either. I miss seeing the old ambulance here and there, and of course the younger body I had LOL! hope this finds you well.
Steven
The guy with the flaming red Norton who frequented Nicolet Island, and the witch’s hat tower where some of the oaks lived. The guy who could fix anything electronic
Comment by Steven Anderson — April 7, 2008 @ 8:51 pm |
Bone Dance… the first of Emma’s stories I’ve read. Seemed one I’d pass over in a bookstore but the attitude of it’s essence made me do a double-take and give it a chance. I had the opportunity as my fiance’s book collection was sitting right there for me to explore and I needed something to give me new dreams to add to my old ones from my previous read. I was actually kinda surprised (or smug of my street-soul) that I understood the language of the book (getting better at it with each chapter till I was riding the story like a Horseman) – which made me feel smart and in on some secret – one that if you’re on the ball with it, you’re one of the chosen who will do something extraordinary in life in a precise moment when all others can’t or won’t and you’re one of the few that survives – perhaps in a different form afterwards, but much stronger. And damn will they all know you when that happens. From start to finish, and mirroring a few beliefs-of-the-universe of mine that I thought only I thought on, I was entranced and in love. Gods this woman is smart.
Comment by Adrianne Grady — August 25, 2008 @ 12:44 pm |
[...] a long time now, I’d heard mixed reviews of both War for the Oaks (Emma Bull’s classic) and Parable of the Sower (Octavia E. Butler’s classic), and had been [...]
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[...] opening scene of Territory by Emma Bull features a recently shot cowboy placed upon Doc Holliday’s poker table. The fun only [...]
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[...] I got home, I settled into our favorite reading chair and devoured the rest of War For the Oaks by Emma Bull. This is, by all accounts, the novel that defined the term “urban fantasy”. And wow. [...]
Pingback by Recent Read | kt literary — May 1, 2009 @ 11:19 am |
I’ve been courious about your book, War for the Oaks. Is Phouka black? yes, isnt he?
Comment by Madison Hallman — June 24, 2009 @ 9:19 am |
#8: Madison, to a human, he’d look like an African-American man, yep. To one of the Fae, he’d look like a member of the Seelie Court. He’d probably tell you, in his best infuriatingly smug way, that neither observation fully encompasses his wonderfulness. *g*
Comment by Emma Bull — June 24, 2009 @ 9:41 am |
Addendum to #9: Dan is, however, an African-American human. (Though everyone who plays in that band has also acquired a certain amount of fae chemistry through contact…)
Comment by Emma Bull — June 24, 2009 @ 11:15 am |
Emma,
I’m working on a review I’m doing of your latest edition of Bone Dance coming out in July. I wondered if you could please let me know who the cover artist is, as I need to include that in the review heading.
It’s a great book–it’s my first time reading it. It’ll be in paperback, correct?
Thanks!
Comment by Douglas R. Cobb — June 28, 2009 @ 1:42 pm |
from the ‘witches cap’ to the ‘golden west, which way to bordertown. where is Orient when you need him. thanks for taking us to the Nevernever. (and beyond)
Comment by grandpawz — August 19, 2009 @ 11:18 pm |