Two Girls Two girls, a he and a she, married along the far shores of the Shadow Sea. They were both very small, delicate in the wrists and ankles, light enough to fly. Frost kissed their eyelashes. They lay in the snow, dressed all in martyr’s white. We stoned then to death at dawn. The […]
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So there’s this gabe person who lurks on SF/F boards. He employs the use of words like “putzfucker” to “wake up” his “audience” (all three of them), deletes posts from all but his groupies, and tries to make noise even in the most upstanding of debates where heavy hitters like Robson, M. John and Mieville
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It’s the beginning of a four-day weekend. Sitting here sipping black russians, going over agent query letters. Things at the day job are fantastic. Looks like I might be moving into writing bid proposals, which is a fantastic step. I’m excited. Life is fantastic. I am blessed. Enjoy every minute.
Query letters, I’ve decided, are the bane of my existence. I hate them. I hate marketing. I think it’s ridiculous. I think that people should magically get paid to do things they’re passionate about. Unfortunatley, I’ve been told, mostly, it doesn’t work that way. After a 1 to 8 interest to flat rejects for my
Wow. Blogger rocks. Welcome to my blogspace. The Death of Alternate History SF? An interesting conversation about the dearth of female interest in alternate history SF and the lack of female writers/judges of Alt. History SF. Leguin, in one of her essays in her latest collection, A Wave in the Mind also discusses some interesting