On to Round 2!

The results of the first round of the nycMidnight Flash Fiction Challenge are in.

The writers of the top 7 stories in each group move on to round 2. There are 88 groups, each with apparently 30-35 stories. In my group, my story came in 6th. Whew.

On Friday, at midnight NYC-time, I’ll be assigned to a new group. Like round 1, we’ll get a genre, a setting, and an object. Then we have 48 hours to write a 1000-word or less story in that genre, set in that place, including that object. Only this time my competition will be people who have already proven their ability to write a decent flash fiction story.

I’m hoping that this round goes a little mor smoothly for me than round 1. Can I get a genre like sci-fi or fantasy or fairytale or comedy? All those were given to some groups in round 1. Political Satire was quite the challenge for me. I think my odds are good of getting a genre that’s a more natural fit for me, but historical fiction and romance are still out there like landmines waiting to blow up in my face.

I was also at my parents’ place for most of round 1’s window. Honestly, the political friction that exists between my folks and me might have helped the genre part of the story, but otherwise it was a big distraction. Round 2’s distraction (as mentioned in my last post) is the start of the school year. Friday is my first in-service day. Fortunately, the writing window is the weekend, so I’m hoping to avoid too much back-to-school distraction. Maybe I can use that atmosphere to my story’s advantage like I did with the last one.

I’m happy to make it to round 2. I was very nervous that I took too many liberties with the setting and object for round 1. I’m going to need a better showing if I want to make round 3. For now, I’m going to polish up that round 1 story and send it out to and editor. I’m supposed to let 10 days pass before publishing the story anywhere, but a 10-day turnaround for a response would be very fast, let alone sub-to-pub. I think there are some markets that “TruthSerum.ai” would fit into nicely. Let’s find out.

Almost That Time…and That Time…and…

As July ticks to its end, it is almost time for a bunch of things. It’s almost time for the NFL preseason games to start. It’s almost time to renew my car’s registration. It’s almost time for my root canal appointment. Hopefully, it’s almost time for this wave of sweltering heat advisory days to chill out. Of course these aren’t the almosts I’m most interested in. So what are they?

Almost time for the nycMidnight Flash Fiction round 1 results

Wow, that was a mouthful. This one is very near as they are due to drop today. I was a little surprised to wake up and find no results posted, but I have since discovered that they usually post around midnight EDT. Yes, that’s midnight New York City time. I see what they did there. Branding at its most literal.

As I mentioned a few posts back, this was my first foray into one of nycMidnight’s challenges. Depending on the results, it might be the end of that experiment. Only the top few finishers in each group go on to round 2. It’s a bit pricey for a one-and-done event, so I’m hoping I make the cut. Of course, so is everyone else.

Good news has been nonexistent for me in the writing category of late, so I really need something to smile about. Godfather Death has been selling like coldcakes (that’s the opposite of hotcakes, right?); my short story submissions have been missing their marks; even my latest work-in-progress has stalled out after a promising start. So I’ll be up at midnight (11:00 PM here) spamming refresh with crossed fingers.

Almost time for school to start

As a teacher by day, this upcoming event is quite profound for me. This being my 24th first-day-of-school as a teacher, it’s kind of old hat, but that doesn’t make it any less of an event. Time to start crawling out of bed before the sun, write my name on the board, and start learning names. Time to instill math knowledge against student’s will. Time to watch the blood-borne pathogens video. Time to train on what to do if a kid decides to come to the building with a duffle bag of firearms and make his inadequacies everyone’s problem. Hooray.

This year does bring some new things. My school now has weapon detection at its major entrances. (Does that make me feel better or worse about the duffle bag scenario?) We are moving to a true block schedule, meaning my students will be done with their course in December and I get a new pack of hooligans pupils in January. (I’ve taught that way before, but it’s been about a decade.) Possibly most profound for me, my child won’t be at the school anymore. Why not? That falls under the next almost…

Almost time for my kid to start college

Yup, they’re a freshman again. Dad doesn’t have any clout to pull strings for them anymore. We’ve already found ourselves behind the 8-ball with late student loan applications and the like, but if you know me and/or my kid, you know how predictable that is. We’re figuring it out. Slowly.

The kid’s going to be a film major, if you were curious.

Am I nervous about the kid crawling out from under my protective wing and striking out on their own? A bit. They’re still living at home, so the striking out is by baby steps, but it’s still scary. In a lot of ways my kid is quite mature. In a lot of other ways…coldcakes.

Almost time for almost to become is

The scariest part of almost, for me, is the anticipation. Once the event arrives, it’s just a thing that’s happening or that already happened. Is that better or worse? Only one way to find out…

How’s NYC Midnight going?

It’s mid-June and the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Contest is back on my mind. This is an update. If you want my primary report on my NYCM experience, click here.

The only new thing that’s happened with the contest since my last post was that people were invited to share their stories on the forum (password protected for feedback purposes, thus avoids classifying as “published”). I elected to do so. It seems about 10% or so of participants joined me in the experience. The suggestion is that you read some stories and comment on them, including a link back to your own story for reciprocal readings.

So I read one of the first few stories to post and offered some commentary. By then, I had comments start trickling in on my story, so I started reciprocating. And after one day of this…it stopped. No one was reading and commenting on my story anymore. I was a little shocked that it halted at day one, but not as shocked as I was by something else.

As I mentioned in my original NYCM post, I’m used to contests like this through my writing group. That group is composed exclusively of writers with a professional sale or participation in a major workshop with similar selection criteria. (This fact might be crucial in a moment.) For such writing group contests, the participants are the judges, reading, rating, and commenting on every story in the group except your own. The ultimate goal of those contests isn’t just to win the contest but to create a marketable story. Thus, most of my comments attempt to include both positive and constructive comments, to let the writer know what worked for me and what didn’t. In the NYCM forum, I did the same thing. This thing was great; you might want to think about this other thing. However, none of the comments I received included the second part. Lots of back-patting, no recommendations. So either my story was perfect (it was not) or they just didn’t offer those kinds of thoughts.

So my over-thinking brain and I have been stewing on this. Why no constructive comments? Is it because the se posted after the contest deadline so it’s considered too late to change? Or is this just not a community that offers those kinds of comments? Or was my story just too out there for suggestions? (This is possible. The story format was an AI analyzing the factuality of news stories line by line, offering its own explanations and commentary. And the news story in question was about the sun dying. So yeah, a little weird.) And the follow-up overthinking question: did these people whose stories I read want my suggestions?

I hope the participants know my comments were all made with good, helpful intentions. I wasn’t suggesting I knew more than anyone else, just sharing the thoughts I had about the story min case they could be helpful in some future rewrite. So if anyone was under the impression I’m not a guy with anxiety, you now see evidence to the contrary. I guess I’ll just wonder about this until eternity.

I hope the participants know my comments were all made with good, helpful intentions. I wasn’t suggesting I knew more than anyone else, just sharing the thoughts I had about the story min case they could be helpful in some future rewrite. So if anyone was under the impression I’m not a guy with anxiety, you now see evidence to the contrary. I guess I’ll just wonder about this until eternity.

Me and NYC Midnight

NYC Midnight is a series of pay-to-play writing contests. The current contest (which just started May 30th) is flash fiction, which is often a go-to for me. Contestants are grouped and each group receives a genre, location, and object for their prompt, then you get 48 hours to write and submit a story of 1000 words or fewer.

As a general rule, I don’t do fee-based submissions, be that markets or contests. However, I discussed this contest at a con with a writer I respect. She had good things to say about NYC Midnight, particularly about the feedback it provided on every story submission. Being in an incredible sale drought, I thought some feedback might be nice, as might a little validation if I can get through a round or two of the contest. So, on my birthday, I decided to get myself a gift and join the contest.

I consider the fee an investment to help me decide about the contest’s value for myself. Is it worth participating? Is it worth the fee? Is the feedback valuable and/or worth more than a writing group’s feedback? Should I recommend it to people or warn them away? I won’t know unless I participate, so I did.

As a member of Codex Writing Group (a speculative fiction writers’ group for writers with professional sales or major workshop experience), I get to take part in a flash fiction contest every January. I’m up against writers with significant writing chops and accomplishments there. I usually hold my own. I’m hoping for similar results in this contest, but I’m not holding my breath for prizes.

So how’s it going so far? It’s been interesting. I have written and submitted my first story. The submission format was a little odd, requiring a title page and synopsis instead of a more typical manuscript format. It took about 30 minutes to be sure I was doing it right. And Now I get to wait until the end of July for results and comments. I guess I should have looked at that closer, because that seems like a long wait. The Codex contest, by comparison, had a similar prompt-to-submission window and gave only to the end of the week to judge. In the early years, that could be a lot of stories to read, rate, and comment on. Now they’ve made groups (not unlike NYC Midnight’s) so it’s more manageable, but still 12-20 stories to handle. The groups for this contest are reportedly about 35 stories.

I don’t want to give away my prompt completely since I’m not sure what the privacy rules are (I looked at them but don’t recall), but I’ll tell you my genre: Political Satire. Yeah…I’m a sci-fi/fantasy guy. Their examples of political satire included 1984, Wag the Dog, and SNL political sketches, the first of which definitely gave me permission to do something science-fictiony. The location and object kind of felt like they were steering toward a specific type of story, possibly with a specific political slant. I didn’t really take the bait on that.

I found this story challenging to write, a fact not helped by being at my parents’ house to celebrate my dad’s 75th birthday while I wrote it. I had 3-4 false starts before getting an actual story written. I didn’t like it, so I wrote another full story. Of course I didn’t like that one either, so I went back to the first full. At this point I had maybe 2 hours to the deadline.

I monkeyed with the story for a half hour or so before I started to feel confident in it. Then I went and looked up the submission process and checked the FAQs. Yeah…my order could have been better.

The FAQs were the scary part. The story is required to have the prompted location as its primary setting. Okay, I had noticed that part earlier, so I had written it so that the physical setting used was indeed the one in the prompt…unless you consider an online application a setting, because that was where the story was really happening. So maybe that was a stretch. What did the FAQs say about that? That my story might be disqualified if I didn’t use the location sufficiently. Ooh boy. And what else did they say? That the object in the prompt has to be physically in the story or referred to in a story-in-a-story kind of way (like a bowl of porridge if a character recited the tale of Goldilocks). Did I do that? Well…not exactly. I took liberties with both setting and object. The object was part of the title and came up repeatedly, but was that prompt-object supposed to be physically present in the prompt-location? No. And that’s another story-might-be-disqualified offense, depending on the generosity of the reviewer.

So yeah, this might be a big fat DQ for the bargain price of $58 (I missed the early registration window). Did I get a marketable story out of it? Maybe. I definitely know of a couple markets that I could send it to, but it may or may not fit their preferences. It’s a weird little story with a very weird format, basically designed as if interacting with an A.I. In my world, stretching the limits of the prompt is a positive. We’ll see if NYC Midnight lives in that world too.

Now I wait to see how this went. Did it get disqualified? Did it pay off setting it in a future with a crisis that isn’t actually a current or even predicted crisis? Were they impressed with my creativity? With my writing at all? Check back and find out. For now, all I can tell you is that the contest format was a little different than I’d anticipated and the rules are making me a little nervous. But at least I wrote a thing. (Technically two things, though I disliked the second), and that ain’t nothing.

So It Goes

So It Goes.  It’s what Vonnegut said about death in Slaughterhouse Five.  I’m not writing about a death — I hope — but it was at least a long coma.

If you peek at the date of my last post, you’ll see it was a little over a year ago.  Yes, a year.  I wish I could say that I’ve been too busy writing to blog.  Not so.  I’ve been busy being busy.  Life gets in the way…can’t find time to write…writer’s block…the same old tired excuses.  Bottom line, I really haven’t been a writer for the past couple years.  So it goes.

But the writer in me isn’t dead.  He’s been in hibernation, sulking in the back corner of my psyche waiting for me to stop sulking in the front corner of my psyche.  It’s been a rough couple years for me, no doubt.  It’s been tough to focus on anything at all, let along writing.  So it goes.

I find myself at the precipice of a lot of change.  I have a new job in a new city which means a new house which means unloading the old house (hey, wanna buy a house?) and uprooting my child which means altering the custody schedule. Good thing I have all this time during summer break to get things taken care of.  Right, time.  Why doesn’t there seem to be any? So it goes.

As every writer knows, time isn’t something you find, it’s something you make.  I was horrified when I realized that I hadn’t made any time for anything writing related short of conventions (another topic for another post).  So today I changed that.  I started small, with a few little flash fiction submissions (one reprint and two unpublished gems I had lying around).  I had to really scratch my head just to recall how to write a cover letter.  Three little stories in the wind for a few weeks/months.  And suddenly the ekg attached to this comatose writer made a little blip.  So it goes.  Or so it comes?

Yes, I need to return to actually writing to really resurrect myself as a writer.  That’s coming.  Directly.  But much like a coma patient with atrophied musculature, I can’t just leap out of bed and start typing a marathon.  I have to make sure I remember how to walk, then jog, then maybe some running.  Even just sitting up on the bed feels good. Time to see what the floor feels like under my feet.

Let’s see how this goes.

Flash! Ah, ahhh…

In the spirit of fostering competition and all that, I want to mention that Escape Artists (the fine folks that bring you fine the podcasts Escape Pod, Pseudopod, and PodCastle) are kicking off their third Flash Fiction Contest.  Apparently the last time they did this over 6 months with all three podcasts, but this year they will have three separate contests — one for each title — with a shorter submission window for each.  They are starting with the Escape Pod contest, so that means sci-fi.  Read the rules on their forum.  Deadline is September 15th.

I’m already digging into my stockpile of unsold flash to see what might work.  I’ll probably write at least one new story for it.  Since each writer can enter two, a mix of new and old might be the best way to go.

To the archives!

A few flash fiction markets

I am doing a Flash Fiction panel at OmniCon, so I thought I should post some flash market links.  This list is by no means complete and does focus on genre fiction.  For a more thorough search, try duotrope.com.

Daily Science Fiction: (SF & F) They run flash (loosely defined) Monday through Thursday and a longer story on Friday o get you through the weekend.  And they pay 8 cents a word, good money for fiction, but it’s free to get the stories emailed to you and/or read them online.

Analog: (hard SF) Their “Probability Zero” section is flash fiction.

Beneath Ceaseless Skies: (F) A very well respected fantasy zine that buys flash.

Every Day Fiction: (SF/F/H) This is run by a friend of mine and has bought a few stories from me.  Low pay but a lot of readers.  Read it online for free.

Flash Fiction Online: (SF/F/H) All flash, all the time.

10Flash: (check issue themes) 10 themed flash stories per quarter.

Abyss & Apex: (SF & F) A well respected semi-pro zine that buys flash.

Untied Shoelaces of the Mind: (SF/F/H) Buys stories 2000-words or less.  They bought my Pied Piper/zombie story “Not Rats” for their anthology, so I wanted to include them.

There are lots more out there, and new ones seem to pop up regularly.