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November 30, 2002

Not A Rejection, But Not A Sale

Well, you don't see that every day. Today the mail brought a non-acceptance non-rejection from Horror Garage. Specifically, my submission was returned by the assistant editor, with a short note saying that she and the editor are both no longer editing for the magazine. Furthermore, since she didn't have the cash to forward everything to the publisher (who is apparently now reading until further notice), it's being sent back. Well, crap. While this certainly isn't a death knell for HG, it ain't exactly roses in the springtime either.

Current Reading: Solaris, by Stanislaw Lem, now showing in theaters as a (reportedly) wildly unfaithful Hollywood adaptation.

November 29, 2002


Well, for our U.S. readers, I hope yesterday was a happy sacrificial bird (be it real or Tofurkey) day for you all. Non-U.S. readers, I hope you had a nice Thursday. Mine was. We arrived at Lisa's parents' house with the other relatives and consumed mass quantities, then sat back and watched Behind Enemy Lines. Which is, I hadn't realized, a Christmas movie. Of course, as my Lisa pointed out, it's a Christmas movie like Die Hard is a Christmas movie, but still.

Do you recall that a local literary magazine solicited a story of mine a few days ago? Well, they took it. Told you they were hard up for fiction. My story, "The Muse Drank Hazelnut," will be appearing on the Kennesaw Review's website soon enough. I'm just glad it'll see the light of day.

Now just hanging about, enjoying the time off and staying well away from the pirahna feeding-fest that is our local mall. Gaah.

November 26, 2002

Quick No From SciFi.com

That was speedy; 18 days from SciFi.com, the submission of no expectations, yet it must tried. After all, they pay really really really well, and there is a remote possibility they might buy it. But not if I didn't send it to them. And so it goes.

November 25, 2002

DIY All the Time

Well, we've been working hard about the house, trying to get it fixed up for the holidays. Particularly Thanksgiving. Lisa's extended family will be descending upon Atlanta for the day, twenty-four at last count. And while we won't be having the big turkey dinner at our place (Lisa's parents have that honor), we expect a few visitors to want to see the house. So it's been one thing or another. We've painted a few more walls, finished putting out pine bark on all the flower beds, bought some new lamps for the family room, and most impressively (for us), took down the original lamp hanging over the kitchen table and replaced it with a new dragonfly lamp. Quite an accomplishment, especially since we got it right the first time with no blown fuses, fires, or electrocutions.

There's been little to report of literary note, except one thing: got a request from a friend of mine to send a story to a local literary magazine. Apparentally they're hard up for fiction.

November 15, 2002

Nope From Strange Horizons

At 32 days, a friendly email rejection from Strange Horizons.

November 09, 2002

Not Quite the Season...

...but it's getting closer all the time. And, as an added bonus, it'll be my birthday in roughly a month or so. So if you're a) feeling charitable, b) have some disposable income you'd like to dispose of, and c) are looking to buy me a gift but don't know what I'd like, here's a couple of links to my Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk wish lists. These are mutually exclusive lists with no redundancy on them. I'm sure there are, oh, thousands of people out there like this, easily, all wondering what I'd like for the holidays...

Truth be told, I just happened to see Tim's recent mention of his wish list, which brought mine, long ignored, to mind. I've always been a big Amazon.com fan, but haven't used them much in quite a while. So then: no pressure.

Currently reading: The out-of-print classic The Dragon Never Sleeps, by the esteemed Glen Cook.

November 02, 2002

Double Header

Hmm. Two of the longer rejection response times I've gotten in a while: 178 days from Outside, and 119 days from Asimov's.

Now, I'd like to remind all of you U.S. residents out there age 18 and older, that tomorrow you should go vote. Unless, of course, you're not registered (shame on you) or you're a convicted felon (again, shame on you), in which case you should just sit quietly and keep your mouth shut for the next two years.

Currently reading:
From a Buick 8, the latest Stephen King.