This year Iâ€™m not doing it. Iâ€™ll still be posting a daily poem and prompt like Iâ€™ve done in years past, but Iâ€™m too busy
Month: March 2011
The finalists for the fourth Man Booker International Prize were announced today. Irritatingly, of the thirteen finalists, only four are women. Even more irritatingly, my
Queens of the Stone Age live at the Ryman: “Regular John” & “Avon” ; “If Only” ; “Walkin’ on the Sidewalks” ; “You Would Know”
Four and Twenty just posted their March 2011 issue (that links to their link to it, but here’s a direct link to the pdf). My
I took the bladders of blood to the blood bank. The teller was a young woman in a smart black suit with big lapels that looked like they had coathanger wire inside them to keep the points pointy. Her face was as blank and innocent as a head of lettuce, like all the rest of them.
Hey everybody, the Strange Horizons 2010 readers poll closes tomorrow. I have a short story (“Sundowning“) and a poem (“Improving on Nature“) up for it.
My short, short, short story “The unicorn pulls…” (originally called “Work Requirements”) was reprinted today at Trapeze Magazine.
The first word we lost was the name of that thing with the buttons, the one you speak into to talk to someone who is far away or at least not in the same room. The thing you call people with. We woke up one day and the word was just gone, no one anywhere could remember it. It even vanished from dictionaries, as far as we knew, though in all fairness no one could recall how to spell it to look it up.
Read “The Way We Speak Now” by Angi Becker Stevens. Also, further to my last: HarperCollins, OverDrive Respond as 26 Loan Cap on Ebook Debate