Monthly Archives: August 2011

“First Water” is live at FCAC

A third installment from my novel manuscript has gone live at FCAC.  “First Water” features Delia and her family, trying to make it through on the hardscrabble high plains.  Go on over and have a look, please.

Delia & co. have also appeared in Midwestern Gothic (print only) and decomP.

"First Water" is live at FCAC

A third installment from my novel manuscript has gone live at FCAC.  “First Water” features Delia and her family, trying to make it through on the hardscrabble high plains.  Go on over and have a look, please.

Delia & co. have also appeared in Midwestern Gothic (print only) and decomP.

An acceptance – The Fireline makes it into Flash Fiction Offensive

Here’s something that doesn’t happen every day – “The Fireline” got scooped up by Flash Fiction Offensive before it had a chance to get rejected anywhere.

When does this happen?  Well, in my (very limited experience) with non-rejection, it happens when you dispense with being pretty, and just tell a story.

I wrote this story a few years back when I was reading Freud and Marcuse, for reasons no longer clear to me, and I was struck by the primal story of the sons rising up to kill their father in the dust and blood of a primeval cave.  Pretty heavy material, which I didn’t much know how to handle at the time.  About 5 years and a lot of learnin’ later, though, I pared it to down the elemental aspects that made the vision powerful in the first place: in other words – a story.

You just have to keep slicing away the accretions of literary pretension, to find the story.  Funny how that works.

Rejections #223 – 226: Hunger Mountain, ChiZine, Frigg, Frigg

Soon after I withdrew a flash from Frigg because it was picked up elsewhere (more on that later) I got a chatty personal note that the remaining 2 flashes I submitted were “not quite right” for Frigg.

Hunger Mountain thanks me &c.

My story does not meet ChiZine’s needs at this time.

50 more years – put a number on when you want to die

I've posted this before, but it's worth re-posting.

I’ve decided I want to live to see my first grandchild graduate from high school.  My daughter’s 3.  Let’s say she has/adopts/grows in a home lab/creates through via internet chat room (whatever they’re into 27 years from now) a kid when she’s 30.  18 years hence, that kid will graduate from high school.  So, 45 years from now.  Just to be on the safe side, let’s pad it out with 5 more years.  Maybe the kid will have to do a lot of repeating in elementary school.

50 years. That’s how long I have to make if I want to see my first grandkid graduate from high school.  I have to live to be 85.

Current life expectancy in the US for a male is 75.6.

Of course, crystal-ball-gazing is bullshit, or, to use the formal philosophical denotation, Where The Hell Is My Flying Car?  A trillion and one things could happen between now and that putative stroll across the stage.

Still, though.  Tick-tock, right?  You ain’t getting any younger and this planet ain’t getting any bigger.  To me, putting a solid number is to keep that hourglass in mind, a sort of memento mori.  Maybe keeps me from watching that 15th YouTube Star Wars knockoff video, keeps that Snickers bar out of my mouth and that Coke can away from my lips, gets me out of my study and into the sun with my kids at the park.  That’s the hope, anyhow.

So, how long do you want to live?  Or, to put it another way, when do you want to die?  Put a number on it.

 

Rejections #213-222: Ellery Queen, Ideomancer, Apex, Bull, Unstuck, Word Riot, Plots With Guns, Pulp Modern, Storyglossia, Barrelhouse

Hey, did you know there is a Rejection Wiki out there? Well, there is.  I’ll be adding all my rejection letters there from now on.  If you’re a writer, and you’re being rejected (I repeat myself), head on over and contribute.  I’ll all for lifting the shroud of secrecy that hovers over this submitting stuff.

Okay, on with the show.

Plots With Guns kindly considered a story that was 1000 words below their usual minimum requirement, which I appreciated.  Unfortunately, they found it to be a little too elliptical.  Not to worry, though – since I submitted the original piece, I’ve written a sequel, and good-hearted Sean O’Kane, editor, agreed to look at the two in tandem.  I’ll keep you posted.

Pulp Modern still ain’t buying what I’m selling, but I’ve submitted again because it’s an inaugural issue, and dammit, I want in there.

Ideomancer was “intrigued by the situation set up, but found the ending’s implications more interesting than the story itself.”  That hurts, a little, but I appreciate the comment.

Unstuck enjoyed the story and hopes I will submit again.  Okay.  Maybe I will.

Apex’s letter reads like a next-of-kin letter: We regret to inform you &c.  Don’t worry, Apex.  I’m not taking it that seriously.

Kevin O’Cuinn of Word Riot and I have played our last round of I-send-’em, he-rejects-’em for a while.  As with elimae, I don’t have any more stories coming down the pike that he’s likely to appreciate.

Ellery Queen gave my story careful consideration &c.

My story isn’t exactly what Bull is looking for.

Storyglossia appreciated &c.

Barrelhouse thanks me &c.