The ever kind and generous Meg Tuite invented me to join a foursome (a writing foursome) at Used Furniture Review's Exquisite Quartet. I'm excited to pen my part of the story.
I also have a story acceptance from Phantasmacore and a rewrite request from Every Day Poets, a rewrite that I don't know how to affect on the piece. It is part of a sequence like the ones published in Amethyst Arsenic and is difficult to tweak; I guess I will come up with something else to submit then.
I got tickled by being called "an anthologized fictionalist" in an Anobium press release here. I'd love to be called an anthologized anything!
It's almost a Monday. Over the weekend, I've read some, written some... I am contented and living merrily these days, and I notice that the quality of my writing output has been reduced Life has been perfect. Good night.
The Drone Outside
Meditations of a Beast
Age of Blight
A Roomful of Machines
We Bury the Landscape