Stories, Books, and the Cat

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I’m returning from the writing mines to offer a few updates. The exciting one for those who wonder if I’m ever going to publish more short fiction is that Beneath Ceaseless Skies has just posted “The Heart of The Rail” in Issue #101 where I join Jack Nicholls (whose “Tale of the Aggrieved Astrologer” is quite entertaining, and is his first progressional sale as well; congratulations, sir!) and Christie Yant (whose “The Three Feats of Agani” from Issue #100 is the audio fiction selection this month). Cool steampunk wild west cover art by Ignacio Baz├ín Lazcano as well.

I join an august group of writers, and I’m quite pleased that “Heart of the Rail” has found a home. It’s a taste of some world-building that has been gaining some traction in my brain as of late. Various iterations of this world can be found in other stories, but I’m finally getting a sense of what this world is going to be.

A few weeks ago, I attended the Cascade Writers Conferences as one of their instructors (I ran through an abbreviated version of the “Jumpstart Your Novel” seminar). I saw some people who I don’t get to see often enough, met some delightful new writers, showed the fine folks at Applebees how writers tend to be oblivious to minor details like closing time, and had a chance to spook myself with a bit of Tarot throwing.

(Short version: my brain is starting to think about Angel Tongue; coincidences and syncronicities are starting to pile up.)

The Foreworld novella, “Sinner,” comes out in a few weeks. The second novella, “Dreamer,” comes out four weeks later, along with The Mongoliad: Book Two. There will also be deluxe editions of Book One and Book Two released at the same time, which is to say, hardback versions with maps and illustrations. The third novella in that cycle (“Seer”) will drop with Book Three in February of next year. These aren’t the only Foreworld stories coming out, by the way; these three were envisioned as a loose triptych.

By the way, yes, I have content coming out with my name on it in August and September and January and February. This is the culmination of the last two years of work, really. And that’s not all of it. There will be more. I was updating my bibliography earlier this morning and noticed that my last short story publication was in 2009. In 2010, I had one publication (Heartland), and 2011 only had the serialized version of the The Mongoliad. While the pace in the last few months has been more chaotic than I would like, I can’t say that it isn’t bearing fruit.

The hoary maxim is true, gang: Write–often, and without reservation.

And as the final edit pass for The Mongoliad Book Three is in my inbox, I should get back to doing just that.

Enkidu is happy that I’m home again. I don’t think he was terribly upset about missing the family trip to Yellowstone Park; it’s just that it annoys him if I’m not around to watch him nap. Cats get stressed out if no one witnesses their indolence.