I have a very short story in the latest issue of Corium. It’s called “Werewolf”.
I finally sent out that Antarctica story. It’s one of the longer things I’ve worked on lately. I am crossing my fingers and toes that it finds a home.
Sometimes in my job I spend a lot of time playing with numbers and listening to music in a haunted mansion. I bought a notebook and started writing longhand again. I have more space in my life to write than I did when I was juggling three jobs, but I’m still learning how to carve out time for myself. I keep taking on freelance projects and side jobs. I spend some nights and weekends writing things for some people and teaching things to other people. It’s difficult to unlearn the perma-hustle.
In between work and work and running around Brooklyn, I’ve been thinking about comic books. I started listening to Rachel and Miles X-Plain the X-Men on my way to and from work. The X-Men are one of my favorite superhero teams of all time, and I am a sucker for completely bonkers continuity. Comics are a huge influence on how I think about fiction, and I am itching to write some superhero fiction after I get done with the tiny haunted house piece I’m working on.
Interfictions, a digital anthology of interstitial arts, is open to submissions from now until July 31st. I’m one of the people reading these submissions, so I’d be much obliged if you’d send some great stuff directly to my eyeballs. Our Submittable page and guidelines are here.
To get a feel for the sort of liminal things we’re looking for, check out the inaugural issue.
Unstuck, the journal I’m assisting this spring, is accepting submissions from now until March 13th.
Unstuck publishes literary speculative fiction. Or, if you prefer, speculative literary fiction. If you have a polished piece of specu-literary short fiction or poetry lying around, consider sending it our way.
If you’re curious, you can read more about Unstuck in this New York Times blurb or in this CultureMap feature about one of our readings.
FFFTTD Day 12: Find a myth, fairy tale, or legend. Retell it using motifs from another culture (real or invented).
Hey, guys. My return from a day trip to Fort Worth got unexpectedly delayed because it started snowing during my ride home. This wasn’t a problem for me, native New Englander that I am, but the other Texas drivers on 1-35 slowed to a crawl. I just got home, I’m very tired, and I’m not going to be able to get to this prompt tonight.
This is, however, a wonderful prompt. So I might just try to double up tomorrow night. Watch this space.
Oh, and go check out the other fighters’ responses.
Pinky and Olivia, are you guys still participating? I hope so, because I’ve been enjoying your responses.
I apologize, flash fiction fiends.
After a bad bout of tendonitis this week, my doctor suggested a nix on typing for the weekend while my anti-inflammatory drugs kick in.
I’ll jump back in the game Monday. In the meantime, check out what the other brilliant participants are writing.
I started looking for jobs about three weeks ago. It was great spending the summer traveling, but even globetrotters have to pay rent. The job hunt has been going better than expected. I’ve been getting interviews at multiple places. And one of them hired me.
I’m now a submissions reader for Tin House. They send me 25 short prose manuscripts every two weeks. I read them, take notes, and then forward my favorites to the editors. It’s pretty neat to be a part of selection process. This job only takes about 5 hours a week, though. So I’m still looking for a job that will actually pay the bills.
My not-so-secret dream is to work in a comic book shop. They’re never hiring, but I still got dressed up and submitted resumés in person to Floating World and Things From Another World. Next I’m going to go bother Excalibur and Guapo Comics and Coffee.
Most likely, though, I’m going to end up working in education or in a kitchen. And, if all else fails, I do have a few friends working for Steam who could get me a customer service job there.
I’ve also been submitting a few stories, mostly the pulpier genre ones, for publication. I won’t say much more about that until someone foolishly decides to publish me. Ah, day jobs. Ones of the many joys of being a writer who isn’t independently wealthy.
For reals. Transmission in 3... 2...
Wow. It’s nearly July. I spent the last month in a state of hibernation-decompression. I mostly slept, cooked, read a ton of books, and played Dragon Age: Origins until my eyes bled. (Note to self: finish that half-baked essay on the narratology of video games.) Then I went to Lake of the Woods, Ontario. I stayed in a cabin by the late for ten days without phone or internet. I caught fish, bashed their fishy skulls in, and ate them for dinner. They were delicious.
I’m doing pretty okay. I managed to move out of my apartment without incident and now I’m sharing a large sunny room with my boyfriend in a house that’s much nicer than it had any right to be. I’ve been writing, strangely enough. I’m leaning towards realism and half-finished speculative fiction stories that I abandoned years ago when I have no time. Now I have an awful lot of time. As Lorrie Moore said, “Now you have time like warts on your hands.” Indeed.
You may have noticed I haven’t posted any part of my thesis here yet. Frankly, after wrestling with the thing for a year I didn’t want to look at for a while. I didn’t want to face the tiny bits of editing I’d inevitably do before sharing parts of it. I wanted to stick it in a box and forget about it. By now I have a little distance.
This week, for serious, I will start posting stories from my thesis. This series will be probably be Thesis Lite. No introduction or critical afterword, no filler, just the stories that I think turned out pretty okay. Most, despite being published in thesis form, I’d still consider works-in-progress. Feedback, as always, would be appreciated.