Entries from April 2009

April 23, 2009

Like being Miss Missouri instead of Miss America

But hell, I’ll take it.
I entered a story in Glimmer Train’s Very Short Fiction contest and just got word that it received an honorable mention. (Don’t believe me? Here’s the PDF that says so.) As my mother would say, it’s better than a sharp stick in the eye. Now all I have to do is [...]

April 18, 2009

Listening

Cindy is always disappointed when I don’t read.
I belong to a writers group, Writers under the Arch, that meets every Tuesday. It’s fairly informal, and I’ve been attending, off an on, for more than a decade (there was a span of several years where I dropped out, but through luck managed to find them again). [...]

April 14, 2009

The really important news

In the time I’ve been working with a personal trainer, my body fat has dropped by 1.2 percentage points, even though I’ve apparently gained two pounds. This calls for Krispy Kremes! (OK, I’m kidding, really. No, really. Get those doughnuts away from me.)

April 13, 2009

The savages in the Amazon

Instead of repeating the chorus of outrage about Amazon.com’s new policy of categorizing almost all GLBT literature by GLBT authors as “adult” material (and thereby removing its sales ranking data and excluding it from some book searches, with the effect of marginalizing it even further), I’d like to direct you toward the Publisher’s Weekly article [...]

April 12, 2009

Dialogue

Hillbilly cashier lady at Target: I see ya got some of them expensive razors there.
Me (looking in shopping bag): Uh, yeah.
HCLAT: At that price I guess it’s time for guys to start growin’ beards. Or sharpen up their Bowie  knives.
Me: Aren’t you supposed to be working at Wal-Mart?

April 11, 2009

Don’t speak unless you can improve the silence

At the moment, my words are going elsewhere. Mainly into the revision of the novel, but really, reading about someone revising a novel is like reading about someone watching mold grow on bread. (Actually, the former might be even more boring than the latter. Has anyone ever watched mold grow on bread? How about watching [...]