Emerging from the void
Well, it’s been two months since I posted. Personal stuff, we won’t go into it. But summer is here — always good news for a teacher — so maybe I can be writer again for a few months. And we’ll start by writing a blog post.
For starters, I have a story out in a new themed anthology from the Sparkito imprint of Dark Quest books. The anthology is called Galactic Creatures. The theme? Animal satellites. Yeah, I’ll let that sink in a moment…animal satellites. When I heard it, I wasn’t sure whether to work with satellites that looked like animals, behaved like animals, contained animals, animals that behaved like satellites…heck, there are probably a dozen ways to interpret the theme. I suspect that will lend to the variety of the stories within. No, I haven’t read it yet because I was out of town when my copy arrived. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.
My story is called “The Scrapper and the Saint Bernard”. My interpretation fell somewhere between a satellite that looks like and acts like a Saint Bernard dog. It uses an almost epistolary style, a first for me. I think it all worked pretty well (he said without prejudice). Pick up a copy and see for yourself.
In other news, I just got back from my third trip to ConCarolinas in Charlotte. No, I wasn’t a guest or a panelist; I’m not big enough yet. (Soon, though. Soon… But I digress.) Con time was split with some time bonding with high school buds, so it wasn’t the immersive con experience I have had other times, but it was definitely a fun trip, as were the last two years there.
The best part was probably spending time with the Magical Words crew again. Good people, good writers. They are a big part of why I go every year. Faith Hunter, A. J. Hartley, David B. Coe/D. B. Jackson, Misty Massey, Carrie Ryan, Kalayna Price, Edmund Schubert, Stuart Jaffe…not all of them are involved with MW anymore, and some are part-timers there, but I have enjoyed their fellowship and wisdom.
I also enjoyed other aspects of CC: the Dr. Horrible sing-along (always a favorite), sci-fi Whose Line Is It Anyway, the costumes, browsing the wares in the dealer room, yadda yadda yadda. It’s a mid-size con. It’s fun. I only hope I’ll get there next year now that my buddy in Charlotte (whose apartment was a few minutes from the con hotel) is moving to Florida. Note to self: look up cons in Tampa.
That’s it until next time (which won’t be quite so long).