Odd success and other Horrible things
I’ve been going about this short story submission thing all wrong. As it turns out, the only sale I’ve made in the past six months is one I withdrew (details to follow). So maybe I just need to go pull all my stories out of slush so they’ll get bought. Or perhaps I should take this anomaly for what it is and move on.
I am selling “Leech Run” to Escape Pod podcast/ezine as a reprint, my first reprint sale. More excitingly, it’s my first audio sale! It’s just as exciting as having “Poison Inside the Walls” illustrated. Having another artist/performer interpret my work is very exciting to me.
The Escape Pod sale was not without hitches. I won’t bore you with the details beyond the fact that the fine people at Pill Hill Press — the editors of the anthology Zero Gravity: Adventures in Deep Space where “Leech Run” originally appeared — have been fantastic in their help to allow things to progress naturally. (You should go buy Zero Gravity on Kindle. Five bucks for thirteen awesome stories in deep space. Or buy it in paperback. Or special edition hard cover if it’s still available…but I think that was just through the end of 2010. Or buy all three!)
This reprint sale has me wondering how many people would enjoy “Leech Run.” Would it translate well? There is money to be made in foreign sales, even for short fiction. Other stories might also do well translated. Or in audio. “Excuse Me” would probably be better performed. Maybe I could do an audio recording for this site? It could be fun. Surely I can find a student actor or two willing to read some lines. Hmm… [sticks idea on shelf to revisit later]
Now on to my latest obsession: Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog!! It’s a short film done by Joss Whedon (and family, it seems) starring Neil Patrick Harris as the eponymous villain-on-the-rise (was that Horrible or Howser?), Nathan Fillion as his heroic but egotistical nemesis Captain Hammer (or was that Reynolds?). Funny, dark, and musical. The cleverness and musicality of the songs hearkens to the South Park movie. Afterall, NPH is a Broadway guy. I love it in all its cheesiness. I’ve been listening to the soundtrack on my iPod nonstop for two days. If you have not seen this 42-minute marvel, find a way. I’ll likely bring my copy to ChattaCon for a potential (small) viewing party/sing-along. Consider the love shared. If you too love it, I have done my duty. If not, well, you may want to have your funny checked. (You should do that every ten thousand miles anyway.)