Over the last few nights, rather than turning on the XBox and playing Bad Company 2, I’ve made it a point to read and/or get some writing done. Trinity is usually in bed by 2200 so the pod is about as quiet as it gets.
Berry is looking over In the Early Morning Rain with an eye toward chopping some words off for a new market target. In the meantime, I need to print off the last few pages of one of his stories which is up for a crit.
I finally printed out Edward, which is a work in progress, for a hands on look. It is easier for me to edit a hard copy than it is to edit something on the screen. Scribbling on the paper is far more effective for me than staring at the screen. This is probably a novella length project which means my options are limited.
Shit. Who am I kidding? I won’t submit to Asimov’s or Strange Horizons. I’m not going to pay international postage to send a story via snail mail to market. Many markets that I think are amenable to the type of fiction I write seem to be going under, shutting down or changing over to editors who are NOT amenable to what I write.
So my short fiction options are limited no matter what I write.
Finally, I did some work on another story which has been banging around in my head since Dario went to Greece a few years back. There was a picture of a set of steps that went down into the sea that keeps coming back to me.
In any case, I’m writing.
I do know this.
If I had a $1000 to spare a year, I’d start my own publication. I’d be the editor/publisher. I’d run it as an e-book app of some type. The pay rate would be “beer money” and the incentive would be the freedom to write what you want to write without having some fascist tell you want you can and can’t write about.
If I ever get that spare funding, I may start something.
So it goes.
The Teaching Front
Crashed the Stock Market in 121 today and ran the Bonus Army out of Washington. We should get FDR elected on Wednesday, zip through the Depression and get to the Japanese.
In 120 we’re covering Federalists vs Anti-Federalists, the Bill of Rights and moving into the Federalist Era.
And I’m teaching on three hours of sleep.
The Student Front
My American Lit One Midterm is way late. I only have to write a thousand words and yet my current draft is up to 1500. When I get it fully fleshed out I suspect I’m looking at 2500 to 3000 words. We’re covering the Early Colonial Era, which is not my favorite period of American History.
I suspect Agnostics always have trouble with that time period.
Other Fronts
Time to hit the gym.
Respects,
Steven Francis Murphy
Author of The Limb Knitter and Tearing Down Tuesday
North Kansas City, Missouri


5 comments
October 25, 2010 at 8:57 pm
Brad R. Torgersen
Murph, I’ve never asked this, but are you sending to Writers of the Future? You should still qualify. Money is awesome. And if you’re too concerned about editorial name recognition, everything is blind judged. Your story wins or loses 100% on its own merits. Also, unless an editor has point-blank said they hate your guts and never send to them again, don’t assume anyone is off your radar. Send to the top pay American markets at the very least. You might be surprised. As Dr. Schmidt always tells us who sell to Analog, he doesn’t want us doing his job for him.
October 26, 2010 at 12:42 am
sfmurphy1971
I’ve never submitted to them but there is no reason why I shouldn’t, Brad.
As for American Markets, no, I will not submit to Strange Horizons until they change their editorial policies. My apology to Jed Hartman aside, I still have problems with their stance on a number of issues.
As for Shelia and Asimov’s, I simply don’t need the Army style goat fuck that goes on with her. As long as she is editor, I will not send them so much as a period.
Analog, on the other hand, I don’t feel like I have the hard science chops I need. I’ll have to give some thought on how to fix that.
Congrats on your third sale, btw. I know that must stick in the craws of many in the Fail Nazi crowd.
Respects,
Murph
On the Outer Marches
October 26, 2010 at 1:33 am
Brad R. Torgersen
Yeah, it’s Sale #3 beyond WOTF, so technically 4 pro credits now. I know the the FaceRailers cam trick-or-treating in 2006 and again in 2009 they assumed I was low-hanging fruit. Just another nameless white dude. Easy pickings. Well, I like to think I’ve got a little game, and now I have something to prove it with too. But perhaps this just makes me an even bigger threat? I’m a young racist genderist heteronormative pervert, come to re-infect the field like all those sick old white men of old! (grin)
And yes, do try Stan. Wonderful gentleman of the Old School, and very pleasant group to work with as a whole. Don’t sell yourself short if you think your stuff is not “hard” enough. Stan is serious when he says don’t edit for him. You might surprise yourself.
October 26, 2010 at 1:34 am
Brad R. Torgersen
Shit, I should have edited myself. I meant to say, “I know when the FaceRailers came trick-or-treating.” Sorry for the SpellFail. (smirk)
October 26, 2010 at 1:37 am
sfmurphy1971
Fingers do trip on the keyboard sometimes.
I’ll give Stan a whirl on the next submission offensive. Thanks, Brad.
Speaking as someone with two credits on the publishing front, what the Fail Nazis will say now is that you got lucky, that your privilege made it possible, that you are still just a wannabe.
They’ve said as much about me from time to time.
Maybe I shouldn’t remind them that I work for a novelist as a research consultant on matters military. Three novels to date.
Respects,
Murph
On the Outer Marches