My wing stubs didn’t hurt today! Hurray!
But this morning was rough on the sleeping front, due in large part to an insistent fuzz beast whose internal clock claimed adamantly it was breakfast time a good two hours before it actually was, and for that matter, before I needed to wake up. I can’t count the number of times Hobkin clambered up beside me, pawed at my head (thereby waking me), and then hopped down to pace in front of his food tray . . . loudly. Oof. Bloodshot eyes and frayed nerves, that’s me.
Updated the Daily Dragon website and wrote up staff handouts, as well as schedule change request and announcement request forms. Definitely getting in gear for Dragon*Con.
Practiced my opening talk for Ann’s Workshop. Needs some work yet, but I’m getting there.
Writing Stuff:
I SOLD my folk tale “Li T’ien and the Demon Nian” to Cricket! Woohoo! Got me my sales fix!
And to deflate my sails, also in the mailbox:
– A 9-day “there’s nice writing here but . . . ” from JJA of F&SF. Sigh. I remember once upon a time getting alases from GVG. Out it goes again.
– A form “no” from The Strand after 535 days, without even an apology for the long wait. Grrr.
– 30-day personalized “not quite right for us” from Stanley Schmidt of Analog with invite to send more.
But, to end on a “yay” note, I also got a lovely fan email from an aspiring writer who discovered my blog. They said they were inspired by my ramblings to join Critters and to start submitting their stories to markets. They also bought a copy of Ascendancy of Blood. It really made my day.
In other news:
– The new issue of IROSF.com came out sans my “Subgenre Spotlight on Cyberpunk” article. No word from the editor on whether they liked it yet. *fret fret fret*
– Carina’s back from her vacation and I still have yet to receive a BFoD from my second story that was in the previous RoF batch. Might I *gasp* actually have had two stories forwarded to Shawna from that batch, bringing my total waiting on her desk for her attention to three? Oh my. I shall, of course, query Carina, because she is the coolest, nicest slush reader evar.
Oh, gosh! YOU TOO??? The Strand was the ‘zine I was griping about in MY journal. How weird is it that they take 2 years just to send out form letters?
I wouldn’t call it weird so much as extremely aggravating. And I even queried them several times in there too
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Yeah, I’d already decided I was never going to submit there again after pestering the guy for a week to get any kind of response and getting “possibly we’re considering it”. It’s not worth it.
This sounds like an excellent day – happy wing tips, story selling (except that getting up early part)!
Thanks! I can’t really gripe too much about today, can I?
hurrah!
hurrah with the sale!
Re: hurrah!
Thank you!
Wow, it sounds like you’re starting to make some real money with your writing, with all these sales at 25 cents a word plus all your smaller sales in between.
And then there’s me, who’s only managed to make maybe $500 on my writing since the beginning of 2004 🙁
At least that pays for beer money, how much more could a college kid ask for?
“Wow, it sounds like you’re starting to make some real money with your writing, with all these sales at 25 cents a word“
Well, I will be making some nice money as soon as I get paid. But the Cricket Magazine Group pays on publication, and they have lead times of up to two years. Ouch. But I have had to pay taxes on my writing every single year since I started selling. Hurray . . . sort of.
Congrats on the Cricket sale!!!!
~Maggie 🙂
Thanks!
Now, isn’t that nice when you feel no pain?
The grass is always green and the roses are always blooming and the sky is always blue…when the pain is not there. I think Hobkin is part your twin. He seems to be in a better mood when you’re ok.
A better mood, or a more mischievous one!
Congratulations on the sale (and the pain-free day as well.)
Thank you, sweetie!
You’re welcome! :}
Yin/Yang
RE: “Li T’ien and the Demon Nian”
Yay! Happy dance sent your way. Get Michael out of the house since I’m sending the dancer in jockstraps… 😉
RE: deflate.
That’s just standard. Revel in the unusual (see above)
joela
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