Regular readers of this blog will know that my journey toward becoming a published writer (and hopefully soon a published novelist) has been one of endurance and perseverance rather than overnight success. In other words, a bit of a slog.
Just like every other writer in the history of the world. At least 99.9% of us.
That said, in the last few months, good fortune has smiled on me. Or the hard work has paid off. Or a little of both.
A few months ago my story “The Fo’dekai Artifact” was published in the online speculative fiction zine Cosmic Roots And Eldritch Shores. Since the site is subscription based, I wasn’t able to share the story via direct link unless you were subscribed (and some did subscribe because of my story–thank you).
Anyway, some good news for science fiction/fantasy/eldritch fans who read this blog … editor Fran Eisemann has kindly offered me some free subscriptions to give out to readers. I’m not sure exactly how many, so sign up while the links are hot:
So … the big writing news I promised–I recently learned my short story/novelette The Icelandic Cure won the 2016 Omnidawn Fabulist Fiction Contest for speculative short fiction. Omnidawn is an independent Bay Area press, well respected for both poetry publications and for the Fabulist Fiction annual chapbooks (the latter contest going into its sixth year).
Yes I drink spinach now (sometimes while looking at reddit).
One of the peculiarities of keeping a personal blog is that the things you write about yourself diverge from your current state, either quickly or slowly. I feel an obligation to you, the reader, to occasionally provide an update re: how my views or habits have changed from what I’ve previously written. So without further ado …
On the evening of Dec. 9th I stepped off my skateboard the wrong way and broke my foot (three fractured metatarsals — see above). Thinking it was just a bad sprain, I took a Lyft home and rested on the couch, watching my foot swell up to alarming proportions. Come Monday: doctor’s office, x-ray, a compression splint, the threat of screws and surgery. But after many scans and tests, I managed to dodge a bullet. No surgery required, just six easy weeks in a cast.
So, it’s my turn to learn. What’s life like with reduced mobility?
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