… is that you have to finish the story before you write the blog post. That took at least two weeks longer than I meant it to. (Extenuating circumstances include a deeply complex fight with Canadian immigration authorities, culminating in me citing NAFTA. I am a free trade good, it turns out. Also I’m moving this weekend. Forward momentum, etc etc.)
However: City of Salt, complete at 3750 words. High fantasy is a weird genre for me to work in. But I think I’m pleased with how it turned out. Next, a revision pass, annoying at least one friend for critique, and sending the thing out posthaste, since …
… I sold two pieces last week and need to fill out the rota again!
This is delightfully exciting. A poem to Strange Horizons (… first time’s the charm, apparently. Haven’t written poetry since I was a teenager, sent this one to one market, and they took it straight off; this might go to my head) and a short story to Ideomancer. Links when they’re actually out, naturally.
These are my first sales since Viable Paradise. I’m so pleased. And kind of encouraged.
Now I need to sell something to a SFWA-qualifying market. And figure out enough about the novel to keep writing it.
And, y’know, be a professor for the first time in my life. This year is rather exciting.