Be my hand on the oar to row to eternity
My poem "The Burnt Layer" has been accepted by Not One of Us. It's the one with the sky axe and α Draconis: stone-time, star-time. It's been looking for a home for a while and I am very glad to have it bedded here.
As the currently compiling issue is still looking for more fiction: story-writing people of my acquaintance, please send it in! The website remains temporary, the 'zine remains its black-and-white, saddle-stapled, nearly forty-year-old self. There's nothing like it out there in any of the fields.
I am off to the doctor's, which is a lot less the kind of journey I enjoy making.
As the currently compiling issue is still looking for more fiction: story-writing people of my acquaintance, please send it in! The website remains temporary, the 'zine remains its black-and-white, saddle-stapled, nearly forty-year-old self. There's nothing like it out there in any of the fields.
I am off to the doctor's, which is a lot less the kind of journey I enjoy making.

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And I did send a story John's way. Fingers crossed.
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Thank you! And it actually was useful doctoring, even if it's led to two more appointments, hydra-headedly.
And I did send a story John's way. Fingers crossed.
w00t! All digits intertwined.
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Thank you!
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FELICITATIONS. MAY IT BE AS A TASTY SAUCE FOR THE BARBECUE TO WHICH HALF THE COUNTRY IS NOT INVITED.
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There's always microfiction! It's not like that's never produced a novel!
(It is a very good length for the work that it is.)
FELICITATIONS. MAY IT BE AS A TASTY SAUCE FOR THE BARBECUE TO WHICH HALF THE COUNTRY IS NOT INVITED.
THANKS-SLASH-AMEN.
*hugs*
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Thank you!
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Thank you!
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Still counts! Thank you!