I just realized that I posted about my latest story publication everywhere online except … my own actual web site. <facepalm> “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers” — my short story about a nonspeaking autistic person, genetically engineered corvids, and the importance of self-determination — appears in Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine, July/August 2023 issue. Individual print copies are in bookstores…
For a while last summer, during the initial burst of productivity engendered by new ADHD meds, I had the private goal of finishing my novel draft by my fifty-third birthday. That marker just passed — and nope, I’m not even close. The best I can say is that I can see the halfway point from here. I have of course…
Contracts for the short story I talked about in August turned up at long last and have been negotiated and signed, so that I can now finally announce that “Hope Is the Thing With Feathers” has sold to Asimov’s Science Fiction. Still don’t have any idea which issue, but it seems reasonable to hope for sometime in 2023 … A…
Last time I talked about my novel, I touched on some of the struggles I was experiencing as I started writing Act Two. I had progressed swimmingly through what seemed like a solid Act One beginning, with some really excellent writing, and then I hit the middle part and found myself dog-paddling. I am reminded very much of my early…
The last week and a half has been completely crazy but I have finally cobbled together enough time to write an update. We are now in week 36 of our 9-week kitchen remodel, and yes it’s still incredibly stressful, but the end is at last in sight. This might be the last week, or we might spill over one more.…
So, it’s August. Our nine-week kitchen renovation project is now on week thirty. The only progress in the last two weeks is that we got doors on our upper cabinets. It’s the height of the monsoon season, and we still have to go outside to wash dishes. Jak still has to climb through a window to get to his office.…
I’ve been closely observing myself at work on the Noemi book for a couple of weeks now, and two things are clear: one, my brain clearly revels in the complicated intricacies of worldbuilding; and two, writing prose — satisfying as it can be once I’ve done it well — is a fucking chore. As evidenced by the fact that I…
So Jak recovered from his respiratory illness, never had a positive antigen test, and I never caught it (unless somehow the same bug gave us mutually exclusive symptoms, if that even is possible). So it looks like we have most likely managed to continue dodging Covid. Lovely as much of that trip was, it pretty much used up my risk…