We're on our way through rugged land

[sovay]

Rabbit, rabbit.

The April 2015 issue of Lightspeed is now available for purchase, containing a reprint of my story "A Wolf in Iceland Is the Child of a Lie." Next Tuesday, it goes live on the website and I'll link it then. If you don't feel like waiting, though, there's all sorts of exclusive e-book content to reward you.

I have no work in it, but you want to check out Stone Telling: The Joke Issue. It is excellently . . . mermippy. I adore the accompanying photos.

My father has vivid memories of seeing the spaghetti harvest on television as a child.

Comments

[yhlee]

\o/ Yay story!

[sovay]

Yay story!

Thank you!

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

Thank you for both the Stone Telling link and the pasta harvest link--I enjoyed both heartily! And yay for that story being reprinted in Lightspeed. It is a wonderful tale.

[sovay]

Thank you for both the Stone Telling link and the pasta harvest link--I enjoyed both heartily!

You're welcome! I enjoy the parts of April Fool's Day that are not malicious and/or buried under three feet of surprise snow.

And yay for that story being reprinted in Lightspeed. It is a wonderful tale.

Thank you. I'm really glad it's going to have a wider audience.

[gwynnega]

Congratulations on the story reprint!

[sovay]

Congratulations on the story reprint!

Thank you! I'm really pleased about it.

[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

Well done on the reprint! Great title. I'll ask my parents if they remember that harvest.

[sovay]

Well done on the reprint! Great title.

Thank you! I am actually proud of it; it is not a quotation from anything.

I'll ask my parents if they remember that harvest.

"Spaghetti cultivation here in Switzerland is not of course carried out on anything like the tremendous scale of the Italian industry. Many of you, I'm sure, will have seen pictures of the vast spaghetti plantations in the Po Valley . . ."

[ethelmay.livejournal.com]

"They are as the beasts that perish," said Miss Lux incisively. "They think that Botticelli is a variety of spaghetti." She inspected with deep gloom the coffee that Miss Wragg handed to her. "If it comes to that, they don't know what spaghetti is. It's not long since Dakers stood up in the middle of a Dietetics lecture and accused me of destroying her illusions."

"It surprises me to know that anything about Miss Dakers is destructible," observed Madame Lefevre, in her brown velvet drawl.

"What illusion had you destroyed?" the young doctor asked from the window-seat.

"I had just informed them that spaghetti and its relations were made from a paste of flour. That shattered for ever, apparently, Dakers' picture of Italy."

"How had she pictured it?"

"Fields of waving macaroni, so she said."

[sovay]

"Fields of waving macaroni, so she said."

What's this from?

[ethelmay.livejournal.com]

Josephine Tey, Miss Pym Disposes.