I'd have to call this a productive day ...
- I launched my dark fiction/poetry newsletter today:
http://archives.zinester.com/38141 (2024 note, the site is long gone)
- I wrote a 1,500-word article on the history and nuances of the horror genre
- proofed the galley for my tale at Swimming Kangaroo
- I wrote a 2,400-word far future insane internet fantasy (I've
never seen anything else quite like it anywhere, which is either good or
BAAAD)
- and with the SFPA poetry contest ending tomorrow (Over 250 poems
were submitted in 45 days), that's winding down, and somehow I got a
rhythm of words in my mind which led to a new poem that's a crushing and
tragic conspiracy future in just a few words
plus one rejection, no big deal
making backups now...
Friday, August 24, 2007
nonfic, fic and poetry in one day?
Newsletter out, new news already
I just sent out my AuthorsDen newsletter 2 nights ago, but I already have new news.
=====> NEW SALES:
"swirling eyes" (poem) accepted at Not One of Us (Jan 08)
"what the spirits taught us" (poem) accepted at Tales of the Talisman (Jun 08)
=====> COMING SOON:
"Quake Man" (flash fiction) accepted at Swimming Kangaroo Press
"At Ripley's" (poem: ode to the Ripley's Museum) accepted for Helix #6.
"Unusual Vampire Lore" (article) accepted at Hungur.
"Blue sky tentacles" (cover art) accepted by Beyond Centauri.
Poems accepted by Expressions newsletter, Sword Review, and the Verb.
"Harrod Runs his Mouth" (flash fiction) in Burst magazine.
A gruesome illustration has been accepted for the Hungur 2 anthology.
"Jane Doe Discovered" (Poetry chapbook) coming in late 2007 from SamsDotPublishing.com
all paths diverge in the woods
I launched an email newsletter called "Dark Windows." It is taking a book-length collection of dark poetry and stories and serializing it in 2,000-word chunks. With some extra features. You can find it here:
http://archives.zinester.com/38141
So, darker works and dreams will be moving over there. The new feature that entered the stream was a huge collection of quotes from old books, what I call "odd clips". There are so many great lines and strange moments and arguments, both silly and strange, scattered through a million volumes ... I've had fun finding them, and they add some spice and humor to these "streams of thought" of mine. Things to ponder. Fun to guess where they came from before checking the credits. Anyway, odd clips are going to start appearing, here, there and everywhere.
"Unfuture Chronicle" will continue as the venue for my sci-fi and futuristic works and ponderings.
Along the way, I have been forced to look at how the various genres interact and how I fit into them, while reading more genre history and classic works. Some fascinating stuff. My new, streamlined rationale is "order vs chaos." The darker genres are rooted in the chaos and unknowns of the world, mostly channeled from the distant past. Sci-fi and futurism are rooted in the order and knowns of the world, and look toward the future. The present day is caught in the middle, and that's why it makes no sense at all.
And now, a quick wrap up of my recent creative sales. Thanks for visiting.
=====> NEW SALES:
"swirling eyes" (poem) accepted at Not One of Us (Jan 08)
"what the spirits taught us" (poem) accepted at Tales of the Talisman (Jun 08)
=====> COMING SOON:
"Quake Man" (flash fiction) accepted at Swimming Kangaroo Press
"At Ripley's" (poem: ode to the Ripley's Museum) accepted for Helix #6.
"Unusual Vampire Lore" (article) accepted at Hungur.
"Blue sky tentacles" (cover art) accepted by Beyond Centauri.
Poems accepted by Expressions newsletter, Sword Review, and the Verb.
"Harrod Runs his Mouth" (flash fiction) in Burst magazine.
A gruesome illustration has been accepted for the Hungur 2 anthology.
"Jane Doe Discovered" (Poetry chapbook) coming in late 2007 from SamsDotPublishing.com
Saturday, August 11, 2007
what dreams have come
Yet there is a line we can't cross, where we start to believe that they have a reality of their own, that the creatures we see actually live in the cracks and shadows of our world, that all waking people are living in denial. If we follow that path, we can start to deny our real lives, give the dreams more reality, and then we are lost in the greatest cover-up in history, the non-meaning of existence itself. From that lonely hilltop, we can see whatever we wish to see, but it can never touch us, and we can never leave a mark or bring back any kind of solid road to walk upon.
On the other hand, the alternative -- a complete drab explanation of dreams -- would spoil life itself.