September 30, 2012
I had news this week that my story, 'Job Satisfaction' has been accepted for Plasma Frequency, a new magazine of speculative fiction. I'm not going to get rich on the proceeds, but it's great to be seen in a new publication. Who knows where this magazine might be in 10 years' time? It could be a respected SFWA approved market, have vanished completely, or have a cult following.
Submitting to a new, or relatively new, magazine can be chancey. Will the editors deliver what they promise? Will the standard of writing be one you're happy to be associated with? Will the magazine keep going long enough for your story to appear, or for you to be paid? Many new magazines are a labour of love run by enthusiasts with a passion for short stories and/or the genre. They sometimes have to fit working on these magazines in between their 'day job', and unexpected personal events can get in the way of schedules–just as they do for writers. So, if you send a story to, or have a story accepted by a smaller magazine, and you don't hear anything from them before their stated response time has passed, give them the benefit of the doubt, give them time and when you get in touch to find out what's happened, be polite. You might be dealing with the Asimov's or Strand of the future.
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September 23, 2012
When you return to a place after a gap of years it can seem smaller and far more ordinary than how you remembered it. The same applies to re-reading books. The imaginative tale you remembered can now seem derivative, the creative prose clichéd. It's disappointing, and might deter you from revisiting these old 'friends', however there is an upside. Books that you once found incomprehensible or uninteresting might now reward you if you read them again. When I first read 'Ping' by Samuel Becke...
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September 17, 2012
Two weeks away on holiday equals two weeks' worth of emails to sift through. Amongst the Amazon, Facebook and Linked In updates I found several pieces of good news.
There was an offer from the organisers of the Frome Festival Short Story competition to send my entry to a magazine publisher. The proof of the Bridge House Science Fiction anthology, Otherwhere and Elsewhen, arrived, so it shouldn't be long now before it's available. Lastly, my story, 'Salvage', has been accepted by Daily Scie...
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August 29, 2012
I'll soon be off to beautiful Cornwall again. As well as pasties and clotted cream teas, I'm looking forward to rambles down narrow lanes gathering blackberries, going for a hack over the downs and the exhilaration of walking the coastal path. When I get back to the car or the holiday cottage, I'll make notes. In the past, these have come in handy for all kinds of things–characters, descriptions, plots–even poems. One Cornwall-inspired sonnet, won me second prize in Northampton Literature...
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August 19, 2012
When you have to juggle writing with a day job it can be hard to find time to focus. I've often seen it recommended that you should turn down invitations and become a virtual recluse if that's the only way you can make time to write.
Of course, you need to be disciplined, but if you shut yourself off from the world you lose touch with it. Not only do you risk forgetting how to make conversation (and therefore how to write dialogue), but you can all too easily lose perspective. If nothing...
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August 13, 2012
My fingers are still crossed for the competitions in which my work is shortlisted, but I've had news of another competition.
Earlier this year, one of my poems, 'Masters of the Air', came fifth in the Mary Charman-Smith competition, and another, 'DNA', was shortlisted. The good news is that Mary Charman-Smith is holding another competition for unpublished poetry up to a maximum of 45 lines excluding the title. The closing date is 15th November 2012, so there's plenty of time to send in your...
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August 6, 2012
If there are a few typos in this post, it's probably because I'm trying to write it with my fingers crossed. I have three entries short-listed in separate competitions, and I'm on tenterhooks waiting for the results. Of course, none of them might progress further, but if Andy Murray can win a gold medal, then anything's possible. (Go Andy!) If they don't, being short-listed is no dishonour, and at least I've taken part.
Last year, I entered the Salopian Poetry Society's annual open compet...
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July 29, 2012
It worked! (sort of) The dull tasks I tackled last week in hopes of gaining inspiration didn't produce any flashes of genius, but they were useful in themselves, and I felt virtuous enough afterwards to grant myself leave to sit in the garden a while and read.
The book I chose was one I first read many years ago,
What Do I Really Want? by Lloyd Lalande (Harper Collins, 1995). It was interesting to find out whether I felt the same way about the book after such a long period. I have to say t...
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July 22, 2012
Here I sit, fingers on keyboard wondering what to write about. The sad fact is that I can't think of anything, except what to do when you can't think of anything to write. Some people hold that you should keep plugging away, writing anything that comes into your head even if it's rubbish, and eventually something usable will occur to you. It can work, but today it hasn't, so I'm going to put the other theory to the test. Instead of trying to force the words to come, I'm going to walk away ...
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July 16, 2012
I've recently returned from Barcelona. I had a great time doing touristy things–visiting the Sagrada Familia, going on the telerifico de Montjuic cable car, roaming around Parc Güell, strolling down La Ramblas etc. There was one touristy thing, however, that I didn't do. I didn't insist on someone taking a photo of me every time I set foot in a new place.
Some people not only have their picture taken, they preen and pose as if they're on a glamour shoot. All they appear to be intereste...
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