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Posted in DAW, Essalieyan, self-publishing.

This might be a bit on the long side. That’s the warning. Some of you may remember a couple of months ago I said things were… stressful (possibly worst month ever) on Twitter. If I had been thinking, I would have made certain to sepa­rate terrible month from pandemic, which has – for my family – remained a large and consis­tent weight in the back­ground. We’ve been lucky; we’ve lost no one. We made sure that the less internet-savvy were signed up and vacci­nated, and we got vacci­nated ourselves; I have no under 12s in my house­hold, and there are none in the house­hold we bubble with when its safe to do so. Mostly, however, what I was thinking was: How do I tell people? And what do I do going forward? So let’s start … Continue reading 

Posted in download, self-publishing, Short Stories.

So, this is late. And people who are looking at the covers will realize that I have jumped from 17 to 19. Story 18 was an alter­nate history, written over a quarter of a century ago (yes, I’m old), and I am just not comfort­able with it. It was alter­nate future, not alter­nate past, and the key char­acter is… someone who is alive now, adult, and not in any way but name asso­ci­ated with the char­acter in the story. Don’t write stories with fiction­al­ized real people T_T. Because I was angsting about this — and about the face that I know nothing about photo­shop and cannot there­fore change the numbers on the covers of the stories — I may have fallen off the stability wagon a bit and there­fore did not get a new story … Continue reading 

Posted in self-publishing, Short Stories.

This is a bit late today. I got up at 7:00 in the morning and came down­stairs and did all the proofing and format­ting and… woke up. So, in fact, it wasn’t done. Grumpy, I rolled over and got up and came down­stairs and proof­read and formatted and then… woke up again. Third time appar­ently is the charm, but it’s unusual to have dreams that mundane. You can’t call them night­mares because it’s awful only once you’ve woken up and realize that all that theo­ret­ical work was a dream and it still has to be done. I have no idea why my subcon­scious is trying to give me ulcers. I mean… once? Okay. But twice? As I’ve been doing, the story in .pdf down­load is here. The story has … Continue reading 

Posted in self-publishing, Short Stories, writing.

It’s Monday again. Today’s short story is What She Won’t Remember. As usual, the .pdf, linked above, can be down­loaded for free (you might have to “save as” after you’ve clicked on the link). The book page is here. B&N and iTunes have not gone live yet; the former is prop­a­gated through Smash­words. I’ll add links as they go live. This was written for Mike Resnick’s Alter­nate Outlaws just over a quarter century ago. It was only a little bit longer than what was requested. I was still far more comfort­able with novel writing than with short story writing. And in some ways, this has continued, which will prob­ably be a surprise to no one. *** I am still writing. I can’t remember if I mentioned that I’ve sold the … Continue reading 

Posted in self-publishing, Short Stories.

And it’s Monday. Today’s short story is Winter. Mike Resnick was editing an anthology about Deals with the Devil, and he wanted a story. So I wrote him a story. I would have bowed out of this one because it was before the birth of my first child and frankly, I couldn’t under­stand why morning sick­ness was called “morning” sick­ness, as I was nauseous all day long, with maybe an hour or two of sort of normal. That hour or two was the time in which I could sit at a computer and write. And it was early days, and because I was young and new, I really didn’t want to make another profes­sional angry. But I liked the story I did write. It’s here. Click the link and you should be able to … Continue reading