Have hauled my sorry ass back to 30:30 for my seventh round. And no, of course I'm not happy. I was quite happy reading in bed, thank you. Quite happy downloading clothes for my Sims. Quite happy drinking from the husband's coffee cup. But writing? No. I don't think it's called writing anymore. Looked it up in my Angelican dictionary. It's called painful tooth extraction program. 
The Pedestal Magazine:
Issue 39 is now live — with the fab poetry of Dana Sonnenschein, Christine Potter, Sonya Taaffe, Pat Daneman, Anuradha Vijayakrishnan, David Troupes, Sherre Vernon, John Hazard, Elizabeth P. Glixman, Michele Lesko, George Wallace, K. R. Copeland, Jay Udall, Amy Watkins, and Malaika King Albrecht.
And yes, I'm preening again. What can I say? Love my job... and anything else that keeps me from cleaning the house.
Though I mentioned not sending personal rejection slips anymore, I couldn't resist. There were around thirty more poets whose work I really loved but couldn't offer publication. Heck, since they write better than I do, I figured they deserve more than a form letter from the caveperson on duty.
Recent fiction with Valerie Fox:
Our short story, Beyond the Voice is now up in the April 2007 issue of Defenestration. Giggle goulash.
Incidentally, this was one of the stories we did for the Fake Memoir Contest that Wild River Review was supposed to run last year. They never replied. Eventually, the contest page was removed and nothing more was heard of that. Anyway, one of the contest rules stated that we had to base the story on something that really happened. Teehee. The Kodaikanal escape is Valerie's truth while mine is —erm— Miss Moyle, the swimming-instructress-turned-speech-teacher and her stopwatch of terror (name changed to protect the guilty). Snicker saucepan and seesaws.
Gone crazy over Christopher Paolini's The Inheritance Trilogy:
Can't wait for the third book to come out... and I hope it's soon! Spent a whole weekend in bed with Eragon and Eldest. I feel all very Annie Wilkes with impatience.
Saw the film while I was in Manila and really enjoyed it. It's halfway between LOTR and Harry Potter, but the story's nicely plotted. It's a bit bloody in some parts, but it's a really good — educational and entertaining — read for kids, I think. A lot of wisdom thrown in with reflections on war and one's values. Was impressed to learn later that Paolini was not even out of his teens when he first published the first book and that it was his parents who published it in the beginning before it came to the attention Alfred A. Knopf. Wowza.
The Pedestal Magazine:
Issue 39 is now live — with the fab poetry of Dana Sonnenschein, Christine Potter, Sonya Taaffe, Pat Daneman, Anuradha Vijayakrishnan, David Troupes, Sherre Vernon, John Hazard, Elizabeth P. Glixman, Michele Lesko, George Wallace, K. R. Copeland, Jay Udall, Amy Watkins, and Malaika King Albrecht.
And yes, I'm preening again. What can I say? Love my job... and anything else that keeps me from cleaning the house.
Though I mentioned not sending personal rejection slips anymore, I couldn't resist. There were around thirty more poets whose work I really loved but couldn't offer publication. Heck, since they write better than I do, I figured they deserve more than a form letter from the caveperson on duty. Recent fiction with Valerie Fox:
Our short story, Beyond the Voice is now up in the April 2007 issue of Defenestration. Giggle goulash.
Incidentally, this was one of the stories we did for the Fake Memoir Contest that Wild River Review was supposed to run last year. They never replied. Eventually, the contest page was removed and nothing more was heard of that. Anyway, one of the contest rules stated that we had to base the story on something that really happened. Teehee. The Kodaikanal escape is Valerie's truth while mine is —erm— Miss Moyle, the swimming-instructress-turned-speech-teacher and her stopwatch of terror (name changed to protect the guilty). Snicker saucepan and seesaws.
Gone crazy over Christopher Paolini's The Inheritance Trilogy:
Can't wait for the third book to come out... and I hope it's soon! Spent a whole weekend in bed with Eragon and Eldest. I feel all very Annie Wilkes with impatience.
Saw the film while I was in Manila and really enjoyed it. It's halfway between LOTR and Harry Potter, but the story's nicely plotted. It's a bit bloody in some parts, but it's a really good — educational and entertaining — read for kids, I think. A lot of wisdom thrown in with reflections on war and one's values. Was impressed to learn later that Paolini was not even out of his teens when he first published the first book and that it was his parents who published it in the beginning before it came to the attention Alfred A. Knopf. Wowza.
4 comments:
Hi Arlene,
Well done on throwing your hat into the 30:30 ring - looking forward to reading you there (from the sidelines ; )),
Love the 'stopwatch of terror' line ...about to put my feet up to have a read with my mid-morning brew.
Liz
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'bout time you got back on track for global domination. *taps foot*
pedestal looks great-- even with traces of your touch. all because of?
reading in bed?! oh, the luxury. if only... if only...
*lumbers toward student papers*
[grumbles]
It's great to have you back at the 30:30, and the latest issue of Pedestal looks great. Good work.
Cheryl
Personal comments are the best. I know they take time, but as you know, they mean a lot to the writers.
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