Sunday morning, on the way out of Austin from the Nebulas, I called Howard Waldrop. I promised him I would try to drop in. But he wasn't there - turns out he went out right before I called to hook up with Walter Jon Williams (another person I met for the first time that weekend). I left Howard a message on his answering machine; he replied with a letter.
Ah, timing is everything.
My submissions log is slowly depleting as I spend all my time finishing up "Dance with Me Henry" and neglect the short fiction for a while.
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It's that time of the year again, for the annual eligibility post - a blog or social media post listing of what you published in 2017 th...
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The deadline for The Hugo Awards nominations is March 10. My story, "On a Spiritual Plain", which was published in issue No. 2 of ... -
By LOU ANTONELLI Managing Editor It’s rained almost daily for the past four months. The ground is saturated; walking across grass is lik...
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