Category Archives: novelette

a startlement

Long ago when the world and I were young, carefree—before mobile phones and e-readers and the World Wide Web, almost before personal computers (a decade before I acquired one of my own)—I worked in a public library. For the greater part of that tenure, I was the drone who made sure all the new books

further news from the subcontinent

Actually news from Aveng, a small country on the far tropical southeastern coast of the great continent from Fejz—birthplace of the mother of “Two Dead Men”’s narrator and the site of his decade’s exile. Last evening I wrote the last line of a draft of “The Oily Man.” My third subcontinental tale turned out somewhat

out of the bronze age

I am very pleased to report my second sale to that estimable online ’zine dedicated to spec-fic stories of awkward lengths, GigaNotoSaurus. What an excellent message to find when I surfaced from an eighteen-hour bout of copyediting. Editor Ann Leckie has requested small but consequential revisions to the MS but is confident enough of my

stories

“Tattooed Love Boys” is now up for your (absolutely free) reading pleasure at GigaNotoSaurus. “Liam and His Dads,” the third Liam story, has sold to Icarus: The Magazine of Gay Speculative Fiction and will appear in issue 12—later this month, I believe. Liam #1, “and the Wild Fairy,” featured in issue 5, and #2, “and

praise, belated and advance

These are lovely.   Over the weekend, I encountered a thoughtful and complimentary 1 February review of Steve Berman’s  anthology of inspirational stories for queer teens Speaking Out, released last September. On the GayYA.org blog (a resource you should bookmark right fast), Lydia Sharp writes:     And as much as I hate to play

table of contents

Formal announcement: My next book will be a collection of short(ish) fiction that teeters along the edges between several genres. Lethe Press will issue You Will Meet a Stranger Far from Home: wonder stories on 14 July 2012. Yes, my birthday, so what, the publisher’s a dear, indulgent friend. From the preface: My first fiction

the year that was

Well, it’s a tradition, I suppose, the year-end sum up, hardly subverted by being posted on the first day of the new year instead of the last of the old. So. In 2011, I published two books, a marvel of unprecedented proportion. The New People (and its companion-between-the-covers, Brandon Bell’s Elegant Threat) made little impression

can haz story sale?

Possibly my favorite of the stories I’ve written in the last two-three years, “Tattooed Love Boys,” has just sold to GigaNotoSaurus. What’s a GigaNotoSaurus, you ask, besides an oddly capitalized giant carnivorous dinosaur? An intriguing webzine dedicated to the notion that science-fiction and fantasy stories want more meat on their bones than allowed by the

update update

Further to the entry of two days ago, I’m relieved to report the revisions to my summer story were less painful than I feared. Mr Berman’s editorial eye is keen and true: if I had but outlined the story in the first place instead of winging it (perish the thought) I might have known to