3/14/06: Sale!
"Titanium Mike Saves the Day" sold to F&SF!
My second sale of the year, and my second sale to Gordon (the first was "Tale of the Golden Eagle", of course). I am quite chuffed. I knew it was good news when I saw the envelope: it was an F&SF letterhead envelope, not my SASE, which meant a check or at least a rewrite request.
Of course, this does put a crimp in my Cunning Plan to increase my number of stories in circulation :-)
As it happens, at this moment of happiness I am driving my character deep into the pits of despair. Writing is more like acting than it is like directing...
A snippet: "The slowly rotating sun warmed my skin as I floated among the peas and peppers, curled in a ball and shaking with pent-up tears that would not come. The air here was foul and heavy. My life stank like shit.
"Once I had thought that being selected for the Clarion crew was the greatest thing that could ever happen to me. How had it come to this?"
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Heh. Did you really put in a line about Clarion? :P
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:: ritual jealousy ::
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If Cordwainer Smith could call a planet Old North Australia, perhaps you could call a ship Clarion West. On the other hand, if Old North Australia turned into Norstrilia, what would Clarion West become? Clurst, I suspect.
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I hope to have found someone to take over running the whole thing by the time the cycle comes around to Seattle again. I've done that enough times. On to symphony hall.
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Oh, okay.
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