Aboriginal Poetry Acceptance
Oh, today I was going to write something witty and amusing for April Fool's (I'm a big believer in that sort of thing. For a classy example, see Stephen Leigh's entry. Stephen, you had me going for a little while...), but then the letter came in the mail and I'm too damned happy. A 132 day sale of my poem, "Universal Language," to Aboriginal Science Fiction. My first sale to that magazine, and they're paying me four times as much as I've received for poetry before. I'm stoked. In the midst of my happy dance I have a coughing fit and collapse, knocking over a pile of books. What're you gonna do?