Monday, March 26, 2012

Short Story Sale

I'm thrilled to announce that I've sold my short story, A Handful of Glass, a Sky Without Stars, to Daily Science Fiction. This is my fourth sale to DSF. I'm beginning to suspect they like my work. :)

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Short Story Sale

I'm pleased to announce that I've sold my short story, And Down Will Come Baby, Madmen and All, to Buzzy Mag for publication later this year.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Writers and Reviews

Earlier this year there was a bit of chaos about writers responding to negative reviews. Those writers responded in a loud, unpleasant manner.

Dear writers, once your story is published, it no longer belongs to you. It belongs to the readers. By telling a reader his or her review is wrong, you are invalidating his or her response as a reader. How would you feel if someone told you you were wrong because you didn't like Book X? Not very happy, I'm sure.

People have the right not to like a book. Even yours. No one book can please every reader. Even the most talked-about, critically-acclaimed book will have some readers scratching their head, wondering what they missed when they read it because it didn't reach them in that way.

As a writer, you have a few choices. Either do not read your reviews or, if you do, hold your tongue. If there is something constructive in a negative review, take it and learn from it, but do not attack the reviewer. Ever.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Short Story Sale

I am thrilled to announce that I've sold my short story, And When the Innocence Falls to the Floor, to Musa Publishing's Penumbra Magazine. My story, which features a very unconventional hero, will appear in the May 2012 Fractured Fairy Tales issue.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Writer, Know Thy Weakness

I have a confession: I love metaphors and similes. Adore them. A little too much, to be honest. They are my darlings. And my weakness. I'm in the process of killing them in a manuscript I'm editing. Not all of them, mind you, because some are just too pretty to kill, but some of them must go. No doubt about it.

Here are a few darlings from this manuscript (And no, they don't all appear on one page.):

but like braces on teeth, the forcing of crooked into straight held a price
like a ghost presence in an old battlefield
like a ballerina with lead feet attempting a pirouette
like a monstrous figure in the center of a snowglobe shaken over and over by an unseen hand
The tassels on the edge of the rug curled up in twisted ropes like fat slugs
the greens and pinks and golds glittering like gemstones trapped in plastic coffins

Some of these will die, I'm sorry to say. Or perhaps be reworded to help disguise their true nature. How...sneaky of me. That last one, though? It refers to an eyeshadow palette. I'm ridiculously attached to it. I think I'm incapable of killing it.

In spite of knowing my weakness, I still persist. My first drafts are often so filled with metaphors and similes, it's a wonder there's any room left for the story. And then I must edit them out. And then cull again. You'd think I would know better by now, but nope.

So tell me, what's your weakness?

Friday, March 2, 2012

Locus Mention

I found out by way of a friend on Twitter yesterday that Ink was mentioned in the Books Sold section of the March issue of Locus Magazine. Insert flailing Kermit arms and happy squeals here.

Okay, yes, they left the s off my middle name, but they got the first and last names right, so it's all good.

And Ink now has a Goodreads page, too.