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thanateI wrote a paragraph or two this morning on one of the (tens of) unfinished short story beginnings that just sort of happen, and then sent something else out and contemplated the sad state of my submission tracker and whether I really want to be playing the short story game anyway or spending more time going back to working on novels.
My father did a little spec fic writing in the 80s and actually sent a few things out, culminating in a sale to Weird Tales just before it folded; I sent him links to Ralans & Duotrope a couple years back, but he'd pretty much moved on to non-fiction. I've been wondering for a while now what's lurking on his hard drive that might be worth sending in quest of a wider audience. I didn't ask him if that was something he would want, so I guess it's a question for my mother now, if I decide I even want to bring it up. (Has anyone knowledge or references about literary executorship & how all that is handled? I mean, assuming I'm up for the leg work & my mother doesn't object, what I'd need to know is mostly logistics about cover letters & contracts.)
Various people are talking about going to Balticon and Wiscon this weekend, and I am feeling vaguely antsy about it; I don't quite actually even *want* to go to such a thing right now, as crowds seem like a bad idea on more fronts than just health/baby. Also Balticon actually has a couple family friends from the storytelling community, and I ended up running into Bill Mayhew last year and having to field unexpected sympathies about my father. But there's also a big stack of books I culled from my TBR shelf last fall, several of which would be good to drop off at a con "free book" table, and there are people it would be kind of nice to see. Instead, we're going to go see my mother, and then I shall plant things, and possibly visit a plant sale as well, since I haven't made it to one yet this year, and the Muhly grass I bought to put in a pot on the front steps didn't make it through the winter. And perhaps I'll write some more, and enjoy the unseasonably cold weather. It's a nice theory, anyway.
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My father did a little spec fic writing in the 80s and actually sent a few things out, culminating in a sale to Weird Tales just before it folded; I sent him links to Ralans & Duotrope a couple years back, but he'd pretty much moved on to non-fiction. I've been wondering for a while now what's lurking on his hard drive that might be worth sending in quest of a wider audience. I didn't ask him if that was something he would want, so I guess it's a question for my mother now, if I decide I even want to bring it up. (Has anyone knowledge or references about literary executorship & how all that is handled? I mean, assuming I'm up for the leg work & my mother doesn't object, what I'd need to know is mostly logistics about cover letters & contracts.)
Various people are talking about going to Balticon and Wiscon this weekend, and I am feeling vaguely antsy about it; I don't quite actually even *want* to go to such a thing right now, as crowds seem like a bad idea on more fronts than just health/baby. Also Balticon actually has a couple family friends from the storytelling community, and I ended up running into Bill Mayhew last year and having to field unexpected sympathies about my father. But there's also a big stack of books I culled from my TBR shelf last fall, several of which would be good to drop off at a con "free book" table, and there are people it would be kind of nice to see. Instead, we're going to go see my mother, and then I shall plant things, and possibly visit a plant sale as well, since I haven't made it to one yet this year, and the Muhly grass I bought to put in a pot on the front steps didn't make it through the winter. And perhaps I'll write some more, and enjoy the unseasonably cold weather. It's a nice theory, anyway.
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