Sale to Dreams of Decadence and Author Q&A with Bards & Sages

Thanks for all the Nebula nom congrats from everyone! I’m thrilled, awed, and overwhelmed. Also keep having the urge to pinch myself, ‘cept that if this is a dream, I so don’t want to wake up.

In other news, made a sale with a sweet symmetry to it yesterday. Got an email from Angela Kessler, the editor of Dreams of Decadence (newly relaunched). Seems she still had one of my stories in inventory that she’d wanted to publish before D of D ceased publication back in 2006 and wanted to know if she could publish it in its new incarnation.

I said “Hell, yeah,” of course, and hence have sold a reprint of “The Few, the Proud, the Leech Corps” to her, slated for publication in their first new issue in July.

Also my weeklong author Q&A with Bards and Sages has started over in their forum. Swing by to say “hi,” gab, or even ask me a question.

Sale: “The Reign of the Wintergod” to Pseudopod; ToC-mates in 2009 Relief Anthology

So tired. Paying for the sleep deprivation of the last week+ now. Upped dose of stimulants and pouring caffeine as quickly into my system as possible, but I’m still stumbling into door frames and blinking dazedly at the computer screen—although my heart’s pattering double-time. Wheee. Praying that I can fumble through today without making some calamitous boo-boo.

dude_the flew down this weekend for our annual Superbowl watching tradition. My one football game a year, and it was a great one. We decided to root for the guys wearing yellow and black (although it was a toss-up, as I like red, too), and they won! Favorite moment: winning touchdown when the ball-catching guy sat and hugged the ball after he caught it. Awww…

And dude_the introduced us to this fabulous television series, How I Met Your Mother, which stars Alyson Hannigan and has cameos from other Buffy/Firefly alums: Alexis Denisof, Amy Acker, and Morena Baccarin. Enjoyed it greatly. Made it through 1.5 seasons in a two-day marathon session. Must see more.


Writing Stuff

New Words:
• 1000 on The Stupid Novel. Actually managed to get some writing done during session. A sign of the apocalypse?

• 74-day SALE of “The Reign of the Wintergod” (reprint) to Pseudopod. Hurray!
• Note from J.K. Richard, the editor of the Animal Welfare anthology that “Running on Two Legs” will be appearing in, with a link to a list of the authors in that volume. I’ll be sharing a ToC with such excellent folks as Michael Jasper, Michael Merriam, Diane Payne, Mike Stone, Jennifer Brozek, and Jetse de Vries. Much coolness.

“Beautiful Winter” sold to OSC’s IGMS and first IZ#220 review

Week 1 of session 2009 down. Felt pretty wiped by end of week, but so far, it hasn’t been too bad. Late night every day (‘cept Friday; the legislators scamper out on Friday as soon as they can, so we hardly ever work late on Fridays during session). But not that late, and I didn’t have to work this weekend.

I think my recent med change is causing me to be less resilient than I was last year. Not much I can do about it but keep on chugging along.

The fierce cold didn’t help. Friday was cold in the way I hoped never to be cold again—that whole moving to the South from the frigid Midwest and all. Painfully cold with a bitter windchill that steals the breath and numbs the face and fingers in under a minute. But it’s warmed up a bit, thankfully. All hail the amazing Georgia sun.


Writing Stuff

Eagerly awaiting my contrib. copy of Interzone #220 which is winging its way to me across the pond. I saw a review of the issue from the blogosphere which made me happy. Regarding “Sinner, Baker, Fabulist, Priest; Red Mask, Black Mask, Gentleman, Beast”:

“The dream-like world that Foster paints is so beguilingly strange that this tale might have worked just as well even without the explanatory backstory, but regardless this is gloriously strange stuff, and a pleasantly untypical science fiction story.”
—Lawrence Conquest, The Barking Dog

Beguilingly strange“! Sweet!

• 90-day SALE of “Beautiful Winter” to OSC’s InterGalactic Medicine Show. This is the story that was orphaned when Prime Books’ Russian Winters anthology got nixed, so I’m extra doubly pleased that the story was able to find such a wonderful new home.