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24 Feb

Before I get into the upcoming changes to life, wanted to give a shoutout to Ishtar. You guys might remember this badass goddess book I got to edit with Amanda Pillar for Morrigan’s little sister, Gilgamesh Press? It’s on the Locus Recommended Reads list for 2012! Woohoo!

Congratulations to Kaaron, Deb, and Cat. Beautiful, vicious stories about a beautiful, vicious goddess.

In personal news, I am moving! After spending seven years in the DC area, B and I are heading back to where we met: Columbus, Ohio. We’re both pretty excited about this; I loved living in Columbus, and he became really fond of it while we were dating. (You know, that whole month before we got engaged and moved here together. No biggie.) So even if the cost of living wasn’t far, far more reasonable, we’d still be excited. As it is, that’s just a nice bonus.

We’ve known we’d have to move soon since the holidays, we just weren’t sure exactly where or when until about a week ago. Which was, as you can imagine just so much fun. We spent this weekend trying to find a place to land–which is difficult when you live eight hours away, but at least we knew the town and the kind of place we wanted. Also, there’s a thing called a relocation specialist that can help with that, apparently. This is news to me, but it was awfully nice having someone babysit us while we were trying to find a rental to hold us over until we get settled–B in his new job, me in the town again.

So yes, this has much to do with why The Red Penny Papers has been on hiatus this winter. Life in this house has been extremely up in the air, but it had to be settled by spring. So RPP will indeed be back then with a huge, superpowered bang.

And now I have things to pack. Though apparently there are also people who will come to your house and pack things for you? Oh, strange new world of corporate relocation–where have you been all my life?

All the Reviews!

20 Feb

Well, not all the reviews, just the two, really, but they’re so amazing I had to share.

First, if you haven’t seen Harry Markov’s review of Fish yet, definitely check it out. It’s amazing, and a lot of what he says about the theme in general is quite literally how Carrie described the project to me when we began, way back when with the call for submissions.  Just. Well. Here’s a thing:

Carrie Cuinn and K.V. Taylor reveal to you an ecosystem of underwater wonders that’s outrageous, eclectic and beautiful. Theoretically, some might suspect it shouldn’t be able to work as there is nothing at first glance to hold these stories together, but there is so much soul in the project to cement this as the definitive anthology for 2013 – at least in my book.

A lot of the stories are discussed one at a time, and it’s just brilliant to see that it worked exactly how Carrie wanted. So yay!

Also, Liam was a good boy today. Well, as good as he’s capable of being, I reckon, anyhow. Melanie over at Scattered Thoughts and Rogue words gives him a glowing five-star review–but more than that, she totally got the book.

This is not a universe of Rainbow Bright and Unicorns, but a much darker, malevolent place in which humans walk at their peril. I love how even a visit to a night club can turn from a simple night out into one of pain and horror in the hands of this talented author.

… If this is a love story, it is not the one you are probably expecting.  It is a love story  certainly, but it’s participants are monsters and it follows that it’s their definition of love, not a human one.

Yeah. It ain’t pretty. And I am so, so pleased that it’s clear it wasn’t meant to be. Oh also, Melanie breaks the news that the series will follow–basically the pattern on the “characters” page. James, up next. Just about done. Yyyyyeah.

Also, the soundtrack is up, if anyone wants read-along music :D

Where the hell have you been?

13 Feb

Anyone who only sees this blog will be asking that question about now, I reckon. Where the hell have I been?

The short version is that I have been rather losing my mind. Between life upheavals (one that caused me to put the Red Penny Papers on hiatus this winter–sadness!–but don’t worry it’ll be right back) and publishing emergencies, I haven’t been much of a person at all. Most of my blogging has been via tumblr, mainly because of its queue function and the ability to not have a single original thought, simply reblogging things I find pretty.

Here is a quick rundown of Important News:

1. FISH is a thing, and it is lovely. Click here to read Carrie Cuinn’s introduction and find out what this beautiful book is all about. And scope out Galen Dara’s gorgeous artwork:

FISH from Dagan Books

I know, right? Guh.

2. LOSING BETTER is a thing. Not KV Taylor, but still me. For anyone not in the loop, Katey Hawthorne is my romance novel penname. The books tend to be way less disturbing and prouldy fluffy-and-chock-full-o-sex-and-superpowers. This one is a bit less fluffy, as it has a quite serious central theme, but it’s still pretty fun. If you don’t mind a main character who’s a pretentious ass.

He does enjoy saying, “FBI, motherfucker!” though, and that’s worth a lot of style points.

This book is responsible for much of my absence from cyberspace, as right before the holidays things went a bit wild with production issues, and I ceased to be a functional human being until it got sorted, oh, last week. Ish. I will spare you the gory details. But I am super proud of it, so if you’re into that kind of thing, check it out.

3. LIAM is about to be a thing. As in tomorrow. Yes, it’s a Valentine’s Day release for monsterlove. True, it is a bit of a romance novel, but it’s so, so ugly, seriously. It begins with a headfuck, which is never a good foundation on which to build a relationship. Along the way there’s lots of murder and mayhem and setting things on fire–

But I’ll let that part be a surprise. It’s the first in my vampire series, about a tiny family of vampires and their incredible piles of issues. Good times. Good times. And check this cover out, seriously, because Courtney Bernard is my hero:

The Family: Liam

Yes, I win at getting awesome cover artists, if that’s a thing, I know. I’ll have a little offer for you up here (free stuff!), and Belfire is offering massive discounts during the first week, plus the chance to be entered into a drawing for a fun gift. But I’ll be back with more about that later.

Oh yeah, and the vampire reviews will start up again next month, probably in the middle. Once I get settled, because looks like B and I are gonna pack up and leave DC here pretty soon. Sadness! But also happiness (depending on where we land)!

Airplane Crud

29 Nov

In our business, people know all about the infamous Con Crud. It is an inevitable fact of being a working writer: you go to conventions, you meet up with friends and colleagues (in some cases, frolleagues–okay that’s not a thing, but it should be), you drink too much, you get involved in several million projects, you enjoy the local food and drink (did I already say drink?), you stay up til stupid o’clock, you make wild promises of delivering epic awesome to your favorite presses, and you fly home hungover. Which inevitably leads to  Con Crud the week after, a creeping illness that is part and parcel of the whole glamorous working writer experience. And totally worth it.

Not dissimilar is general Airplane Crud. While it is rare (but hardly unthinkable, as I know some Aussies who come to ReaderCon–HARDCORE) to spend more than 12 hours on a single flight for the sake of a convention, it is less rare for other reasons. As in flying to India to visit in-laws. If you have in-laws in India. Which, as I’m sure you’ve noticed, I totally do.

We got home two days before Thanksgiving, which left just enough time to retrieve the cat and go to Whole Foods to buy ALL THE FOOD. Yes, we had a prepared cheater Thanksgiving, but oh man, I do not trust myself in the kitchen on good days, sometimes, let alone when I’m surviving that level of epic jet lag. I somehow managed to survive the live culture experiment that is the airplane on the flight from Italy earlier this year, so I had it coming, but holy fuckballs, am I sick and miserable right now.

But seeing as I went to both Italy and India this year, I really don’t feel like I’m allowed to complain. So here’s a picture of me in my Diwali sari, because this is what happens when my in-laws dress me up for holidays. I am very proud because I managed to successfully keep this one on, which is more than I can say for the ridiculously formal silk one I wore to my BiL’s wedding six years ago.

Diwali Sari Time!

… okay so maybe it took some getting used to, but I even managed to light fireworks in it and not set myself or anyone else on fire, so clearly I took to it pretty fast.


 And yes, that is a lot of fireworks carnage, I know. That was Diwali morning, and we had been very, very busy the night before, too. Chennai sounded like a war zone for a good 48 hours. It was awesome.

So yes. Worth the Airplane Crud. But holy Jesus SIIIIIIIIIIIIICK.

In oddly related news, In Situ, the Dagan Books anthology of alien archaeology stories, got a couple of really nice reviews while I was lighting fireworks and dragging my family on day trips to random temples. Related, because, of course, my story within is called “Chennai 5″–which is the name of the new planet my main characters are colonizing. Named after the biggest city in their home state of Tamil Nadu, of course. This one is by James Aquilone at SF Signal, and declares that the book contains “no clunkers”, which I always love to hear. (He’s not damning with faint praise, I just like that phrase a lot. It’s a great review.) This one from A Fantastical Librarian goes really in-depth to look at favorites and less-than-favorites. “Chennai 5″ got a shout out with the former, so I of course have the most ridiculous grin on my face right now.

In Situ  is out from Dagan now, as a friendly reminder. Check it out here, if it sounds like your speed, and here’s a little interview I did about “Chennai 5″ and what inspired it.

If the above discussion of hanging out with the in-laws didn’t already answer that. Ha!

Second Anniversary Issue

27 Oct

Time out to say: gee golly, I’m so proud! RPP has made it to its second anniversary, and oh man. MAN. It’s just. So. Pretty.

(Also, still free, as ever. Check it out!)

The Red Penny Papers, Fall 2012, cover by C Bernard

Cover by the wonderful C. Bernard, who has done so many beautiful things for us over the past two years, based on Cat Rambo’s story. Also features work by Jamie Mason, Alan Baxter, M. Bennardo, and Katy Gunn. I cannot even describe the beautiful mix of concept, styles, and general pulpy goodness this time around. Just… you won’t regret it!

Independent Adventures in Faerie

13 Aug

This is sort of my writing-and-publishing operations blog, so I’m going to ramble a bit here about the experience of producing my first ever self-published series, Fairy Compacts. It’s a Katey Hawthorne series, but it’s still more relevant to this blog. Pooooooossibly a TL;DR post, but hey.

The Dangers of Fairy Compacts by Katey Hawthorne

Cover by C. Bernard

Quick background: I wrote the first novella in the series, The Dangers of Fairy Compacts as a freebie for the MM Romance group at Goodreads. The idea was that people would post a prompt to go with a picture, and authors would claim a prompt and photo that appealed to them. I managed to score this one, posted by Miya Kressin, a fellow fae lover and author. I wrote it, it was super-fun, and of course it spawned a little trilogy in my brain before it had even gone up at the group.

Okay, so, that’s the catch-up bit done. When I came back from Italy earlier this year, I did up an indiegogo campaign to scrape together some funds for a pal in some trouble. Loads of her friends and professional acquaintances donated books for giveaways, but that was a sort of raffle ticket perk–I needed something everyone could be guaranteed for their contribution. Seeing as this was going to be a largely romance-reader community effort, and I had these two planned-but-unwritten fairy romance novellas in the back of my mind, I figured what the hell. Perks!

Now, as I learned last year when creating the promotional chapbook for Scripped, putting my own work out there presents a totally different set of challenges than editing and even publishing work by others. I’m not even close to being an old hand at the latter, but Morrigan Books and The Red Penny Papers have got me some experience there, at least–not to mention that all of my publishers so far have to varying degrees let me have a hand in the production process. What little experience I have, however, has taught me that publishing in general is an undertaking fraught with peril. There’s art to consider and commission; there are beta reads, structural edits, line edits, and proofing; there’s formatting to wrangle; there’s paying the bills on time all the time; there’s pre-promotion and proper promotion; there’s distribution and royalties to divvy; there’s social media out the ass–or death.

All of which is my idea of a good time–when it’s for someone else. (No, actually, I don’t mind the social media and promotion aspect for my own stuff, but that’s another post for another time.)

The rest of that stuff? That’s the stuff that requires

1. Fresh eyes and perspective. As in, things I do not have when it comes to my own stories. Never have, never will. I rely on others to tell me if I am saying what I hoped to say.

2. Experience, particularly in business matters. No matter how much I gain, someone else will always have more. And I need it. It makes me feel safe, goddammit.

3. Organization. I make a lot of lists, but when it comes to my own stuff, my lists are plotty and charactery and decidedly not operational. (On the other hand, you should see my elaborate RPP operations lists. My god.) Related: the time to organize.

I don’t think I lack confidence in my work, especially. Yeah, I go on those binges where I hate everything and I suck and blah blah, but for the most part I don’t even think about that stuff. It’s pointless, because I’m going to write it anyhow (I genuinely cannot stop and never could–every time I’ve tried it’s been god awful), and I learned a long time ago that it wasn’t worth driving myself any crazier than I already am over something I can’t change. I’m more of a leap before I look kind of girl in that sense–out of necessity. Not particularly confident, just not particularly, um, thinky.

I do, however, know my limitations, and they are neatly described above as no.s 1, 2, and 3. I don’t think it signifies a lack of confidence to recognize that you require no. 1 not to suck; to me this seems pragmatic. And since being good at telling stories is my main concern when it comes to my own work, no.s 2 and 3 are naturally secondary and get pushed aside impatiently. Which is what I say when anyone asks me why they might want to court a publisher when they could just do it themselves–and why I’ve always known I’d be better off with a publisher, if I could find one brave or stupid enough to take a chance on me. Because I know (at least some of) my limitations.

Not true for everyone, and it shouldn’t be, for so many reasons. God, to think of the excellent self-published books I would’ve missed out on otherwise–no, no, no. This is all very me, and me alone.

Life as a Fairy Thrall by Katey Hawthorne

Cover art by Ruxandra Lache

So when I decided to continue the Fairy Compacts thing myself, I was pretty nervous. The first story was  (and is) free for all, and the MM group had proofreaders that kindly went over things. I’ve done a few little freebies before like that for my boys from Equilibrium, and Editrix Raven went over those for me because she’s awesome. But these new FC books, these would be perks for which someone  contributed their hard earned money to a cause that was really important to me. If they were disappointed* with them, I’d feel horrible. Production is on me!

Enter John and Meghan, the best editors ever, and Ruxandra, the wonderful artist who did all three illustrations and the cover within a week of my talking to her about it.

Even knowing I had them up my sleeve, I was up in the air for a while on how to proceed. What do I do with these books after they’re perks? I’m a writer, I like telling people stories, so I’d like to make them more widely available. Do I send them to my publisher and see if they’re interested in doing an omnibus? After all, it’s a small run if they’re just used for perks, they might be willing to reprint. I sort of felt them out (admittedly, on accident), and they seemed willing to have a look. It’d reach a wider audience if they said yes…

I talked it over with some writer-friends and B (my bastion of business sense and practicality), and they sort of smacked me upside the head. “You’re already doing all the work–not to mention paying for it. Just sell it yourself!” With all my other concerns about trusting myself to publish, all that was left was that vs. the prospect of a wider audience, basically.

So I figured, Fuck it, I’ll be brave this once, and there it is. The first (read: perk special!) edition went out last night–and let me tell you, brave, intrepid, and frankly revolutionary independent authors out there: you fucking win at life. I have always been a huge supporter of author-controlled and produced stories, but actually having the guts to do it myself this week has given me a whole new level of love and appreciation. This shit is intense. And I love you for doing it.

Of course, the regular version of Fairy Thrall won’t be on sale til September, so we’ll see if I’m still feeling so optimistic about my own adventures after that happens. But damn dude. Damn. Hardcore adventure time.

And in closing, it’s been brought to my attention that my tendency to ramble on at length about my reasons for doing writer-career-type things can come off as defensive. I always think I’m coming off like an arrogant dumbfuck, so was actually glad to hear it. But the truth is–and I think you guys will feel me on this–that there aren’t a lot of people in my life with whom I can talk about these things without putting them into a coma, which is the age-old problem of writers everywhere. Talking it through both feels good and helps me to organize my thoughts; pathetically enough, I’m not looking for approval, just a conversation with a friend who gets it. Tooooooooooootally not asking for anyone to tell me it was okay to try something different and *patpat* you did good honey. (You can ask Raven–when I want that, I ask for it outright. I literally email her and say, “Please pat me on the head and tell me I did good because I’m freaking out right now.”) Just talking about an interesting experience to which I figured people who’d see this could relate and ideally have experiences of their own in the same vein to talk back about. Because, you know. Humans. We’re like that!

*Side note: of course every book disappoints some readers, which is a fact of being an author with which I have become very comfortable, if no less happy, over the course of this year. I just mean disappointed in a way I could’ve controlled from a QA perspective.

Kick It (Dagan Books, that is)

9 Aug

Hey y’all. So I’ve been a bad blogger again, but that’s because I fucked up my back. Again. I mean BAD this time. Ever do that thing where you’re just drying your hair and suddenly your entire back goes totally numb and you can’t turn your head for three days?

No? It’s just me? Hell.

Anyhow, I can almost sorta move now–I even went out of the house twice this week, thanks to friends who were kind enough to come quite a distance to see me (and talk smack with me, obvs). And I’m now able to sit at my desk for a few hours a day without going numb again. Progress!

Otherwise, I’ve mostly been watching TV (totally caught up on Merlin, just about there with Teen Wolf, and I have watched more movies about vampires and romantic composers than I feel comfortable admitting, just now) with alternating ice packs and heating pads every half hour. Which would be excellent if I didn’t have awesome shit that I’d rather be doing, but whatever.

Basically here’s what’s been happening:

1. New Red Penny Papers Issue. It’s so rad. SO RAD. Also, the most fraught with production difficulty so far–which probably contributed to this back issue, but was soooo worth it. The authors were fantastic to me. Check it out!

2. New romance novel. It’s a bit different from my other Katey Hawthorne stuff, and I’m pretty proud of it. A different kind of writing. It’s called By the River and it’s pretty cool. Also, the cover has some sweet man-boobs on it.

3. Dagan Books!

Carrie Cuinn at Dagan Books is effectively using Kickstarter as a pre-order site, which I think is brilliant. I’m pretty picky about things like Kickstarter and Indiegogo–but I’ve contributed to a few that work the same way (and have awesome perks), like campaigns by Zoe E. Whitten and Paul Duffield and other artists and writers I know I can trust to produce quality. Dagan’s current Kickstarter has already managed to fund their next few projects, but the stretch goal…

Guys. Guys, it will fund novellas. A whole series of them. And submissions are already open.

Statistically speaking, I prefer to work within novella-length–and I love to read it even more, hence me making a big deal out of them at RPP. It’s the perfect length, to me: cut the authorwank overdoing it, get to the point succinctly, but still have enough time to fully, satisfactorily explore a character and setting.

So calling all novella-fans: please, help Dagan Books hit this stretch goal, because…

Well, because I want more novellas, not gonna lie. But come on. It’ll be amazing.

In Situ

10 Jul

In Situ cover by Oliver Wetter

An anthology of alien archaeology, hidden mysteries, and things that are better off left buried.

I am so ridiculously excited about this. When Dagan Books put out the call for submissions last year, I had one of those crushing moments of, “But I’ve tried to write sci fi and I can’t!” But I read so much of it, how can that be? And–archaeology! I totally did that in school, come onnnn I can’t say no.

I talked to Balaji about my idea for a future story in which all the colonists were descended from his home state in India, Tamil Nadu. He named my characters–in particular Kannagi, who is a total badass. We discussed the artifact. We discussed cultural relevance. We discussed totally destroying shit, sci-fi style. And yeah, I totally couldn’t say no, as suspected. (Lucky for me, though I’m sure Carrie could’ve said no, she did not.)

And now here it is, in this collection full of amazing authors, with a shiny cover by Oliver Wetter. It’s out today in all kinds of formats, so check it out if you like this alien idea. It’s gorgeous! Click to buy — or if you’re low on cash, enter the GR giveaway to win one of two copies. Happy birthday, In Situ.


4 Jun

Random writerly thinky-thoughts that y’all have probably had before, hence the sharing, as usual:

We’re all forced to think in terms of genre. Well, saying “forced” is bad, because as much as the willful punk in me wants to say “fuck the labels!” the truth is that I find them handy when applied to objects. People, eh, not so much, but what can you do? The problem is that books are as complex as people — as many people, depending on how many characters, places, and important objects we’re talking about living in those pages. Thing is, without genre and subgenre labels, I would never discover any books for myself. Yeah, I do tend to go on recommendation, but there are also certain words that’ll draw me to books I’ve never heard of before, especially in the right combination, and in a broad way, that’s what genre’s all about. “A world without genre” sounds fucking awful, let’s be serious.

Writers complain all the damn time about genre and how it makes them feel restricted. Writers are readers first (well, the ones with a hope of being any good are), though, and that means they also understand perfectly well the usefulness of genre labels, and are just as likely to be annoyed or even depressed when their expectations for a given label are dashed by a book. To use a shockingly self-centered example — people who’ve read the superpowered romance I do are usually surprised, be it pleasantly or unpleasantly*, at how little my main characters are bothered to explain, justify, and in some cases utilize their powers in the pre-approved and oft-utilized mode of modern paranormal romance.

And that’s okay, because you gotta do things your own way, or it’s fake. I can smell a faker within the first few pages of a book, and it’s cringey; I don’t want to be that guy. The story itself is a communication, a connection, a conversation**, but how to know if it’s one you want to have? Yes, self-centered artiste, your Great American Novel really is the wank your family thinks it is, if that’s how you’re gonna be about it.

So, okay, fine. What do you do if there’s just no good subgenre that’ll set people up for expectation? I think that’s why most of us who like working with the more specialized, independent publishers are so comfortable there, to be honest. They’re not concerned that your book is one half urban fantasy one half horror with an unhealthy romantic subplot — they just want the good story. I knew going in with Scripped (because yeah, that’s an accurate description of it, genre-wise) that I’d disappoint someone’s expectations, genre-wise. That sucks, but it’s okay, too. Part of the job, and at least I know I made a good faith effort to try and explain to people what they’d be getting into with it.

I’m staring down the barrel of Katey Hawthorne’s fourth romance novel right now, as I may have mentioned because eeeee! Ahem. Anyhow, if my first three were weird as hell for the genre, this one is even more left field. Instead of taking the real world and adding a quantifiable paranormal element, with all the rules and regulations that entails, I’m making a magical element straight out of folktales and forcing it to be taken as real. That sounds like the same thing, but it’s not, in terms of reader expectation or author intention. Like, not at all.

So that sounds like magical realism. But it’s also not, because there’s just way too much history that confuses the definitions there; there’s the post-colonial baggage, which can either imply misappropriation*** or political intention, be it casual or pointed; there’s the implication that it’s someone just trying to shake off the supposedly low-rent “fantasy” label (which is a ridiculous black-and-white way to look at it — plus, have you met me?); and of course there’s the fact that it’s not quite right.  Yeah, there’s the appropriate amount of metaphor involved, and the magic exists to challenge the readers’ reality construct — but the characters, though they have far less work to do and far less intention of explaining it to themselves, are aware that the world they live in doesn’t accept it, either. The point is: there it is, and it’s not actually a big deal, and it never should be. Still, that kinda DQs it from MR.

Plus, who wants to explain magical realism? Fuck, ain’t no one who can, as far as I’ve seen; I just kinda go with my gut based on the million and twelve articles I’ve read on the subject.

My question is: how do you reconcile these things for your readers as best you can? (Cuz if I’m not willing to do that, I don’t deserve their consideration, let alone their hard-earned cash.) Also, how much in terms of flowers and chocolate is it appropriate to send to your publisher for thanking them for taking the massive chance on your book and giving it a go?

I don’t know, man, but I’m open to suggestion. All I could think of was to let the book describe itself, so that’s what I did in my superpowered love post today. But I’d be interested to hear your thoughts, because I know the people who mostly see this deal with the same questions daily.

Phew. And in closing, I’m inclined to think that those who call romance shallow trash are, in fact, the shallow ones. They’re clearly not fucking paying attention, because this shit makes you question everything — yeah, in a different way than horror or fantasy or sci fi, but come on, just listen for three seconds and it’s obvious. God forbid someone gets kissed instead of gutted. Therefore, I’d like to take this opportunity to cordially invite them to go fuck themselves. While I’m on the subject.

*Both are cool. Hell, I still have trouble believing people let me entertain them like this at all, let alone that they’d star or review the things; I will be the last to complain about any view of it. Too busy groveling.

**I don’t believe in stories that must be taken a certain way. No room for interpretation? That’s just propaganda.

***It’s an anglo folktale I’m using, the kind of sea-bride thing, but I mean misappropriation of the classification label.

Announcement Type Things

29 May

I am making a serious effort not to write anything new this month. I have very exciting things going on, I want to read a fuck-ton, and, I mean, it’s summer. As to that first thing, however, some fun announcements that may or may not interest y’all:

1. Fae Awareness Month 2012. It’s just about here, but we still have several movies without reviewer love and are always open to more articles and reviews pertaining to all things fae-related. This year we’re going to have a fun giveaway thing running all month too. It’ll be fabulous.

Want in? Check out the movie list and general type things here, or just drop me an email and I’ll send you the general orientation pack. Couple more days before we start and I am… possibly a little over-excited.

Okay, there’s no possibly about it. But really, guys. It’s the fae. Come on.

2. The Red Penny Papers summer reading period is happening at the same time. June 1, send us all your love. John and I are way excited to be reading for serials again, too. Last reading period we had kind of a full schedule, but we’re definitely in the market for the long stuff again.

A few minor changes to the submissions page, most of those being that everything we buy from this period, we want to have the right to archive. Why? Because we’re going to produce long-lasting eBooks starting with the next fall (anniversary!) issue instead of the temporary ones we’ve been doing.

Good stuff.

Oh, by the way, if I know you, John reads your sub first. Out of fairness and all.

Anyhow, see you at one or both places this June, I hope. <3