Cage Match
May 29
Firstly, a correction; as Susan notes, an orange crush is made with Orange Hooch, not orange soda, which makes it even more alcoholic and even more white-trash.
Secondly, a happy whoop! I sold another story to Realms of Fantasy. "Fable From A Cage" (yes, I know that articles and prepositions need not be capitalized in a title, but I like the way it looks all-initial-caps), a sword-and-sorcery story, sort of, though it has no swords. A sword-and-cudgel story. Perhaps a cage-and-owls story. I wrote "Fable" last February, during my month-of-stories-dare; it was the first one I wrote. ("Witch's Bicycle" was also written during that month; I had some good mojo working then)
This makes me so happy! I found out about the sale yesterday, exactly one week after receiving my contributor's copies of the issue including "Witch's Bicycle". This means my first sale to them wasn't a fluke! La! (Oh, I put ordering information for Realms on my Current Publications page; so if you need to get a copy, go find out how!)
I suppose I should join SFWA at some point. My boss says I should. And it's a good way to get free books...
I've also received my contract for my poem "My Night with Aphrodite" from Asimov's. Well, sort of. Actually, my old housemate Scott received it, because they sent it to my old address, but he's forwarding it to me, and I wrote to Asimov's to let them know my address has changed, so all will be well.
I guess that's about it... the only writing I've done this week is two reviews, one of James Van Pelt's new collection Strangers and Beggars, and of the Ratbastards chapbook Rabid Transit.
Last night Heather and I had sushi at Drunken Fish, a new place, and it was goood (extra "o" is intentional, meant to denote extreme yumminess). Caterpillar rolls. Mmm. I love sushi.
I'm doing some mad novel-outlining this weekend, and then I'll dive into the crazy middle-third of Rangergirl. I'm terrified of that whole middle-of-the-novel slump, so I always make sure balls-to-the-wall crazy shit happens in that part (my favorite section of Genius of Deceit is the middle third, when Sarah's trapped on Cosmocrator's island...). It'll be fun.
Going to have dinner and a movie with my fabulous darling Heather tonight -- a good old-fashioned date-night. It'll be very nice after the social craziness of last weekend. I loved going to the convention, but it wore me out. And tomorrow, some work in the morning, then lunch with good people, and more work. Yum.
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