…a contract and a rejection. So it goes.
The contract is for a Prairie
SF short story, one with a CanCon title and an unreliable 3 rd-person POV.
The rejection is for a sub-
200-word flash piece, and I’m about to send it to its next destination.
Wish me luck!
I hammered out
1, 100 words, give or take, in “Summertime in the Void”, which is a new short story about a man left behind by the Singularity.
Here’s a sample, but be kind, it’s first draft material:
His dad, not long before he left, had told John that you can’t ever cross the same river twice, and John had asked why not and his dad had just smiled and told him “You’re smart, figure it out.”
Because the water’s never the same, he decided. Sometimes it’s swift and deep, and sometimes—like now, after a long, hot, dry summer—it was shallow, lazy, and muddy.
I’ve got about
3, 900 more words to make this into a coherent story. I think I can make it work.
Parallel Prairies is happening, I figure I should write another short story and see if they’d like it. II
Here’s the first line, written on my lunch hour today:
The sun is upside-down but no one believes me.
The working title is
“Summertime in the Void”, for extra Cancon points.
Photo by ros dagos on Unsplash .
A Crash Test Dummies throwback for you today.
“I beg your pardon. I’m not quite clear about what you just spoke… Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke?”
Today I learned that…
Dennis Lee, Canadian poet, author of childhood favourite
“Alligator Pie”, was also the co-founder of the venerable Canadian press House of Anansi Press (which, even though I’m ill-versed in CanLit, I’d heard of).
And he wrote the lyrics to the theme song for Fraggle Rock.
And he co-wrote the story for the movie Labyrinth.