In not-raining-but-pouring news, after 2 years of no action at all I've sold my second story since the start of the year. At The End There Was a Man, a 6300 word science fiction piece about the sole survivor of a crash coming back to his ship after an absence of many years, has found a home with Coeur de Lion Publishing's Anywhere But Earth anthology, a collection of stories set, well, the clue is in the title...
As long as it's been since I sold a short story, it's been an extremely long time indeed since I've sold a pure SF piece, so I'm pleased to once again be paddling in unfamiliar waters. The anthology is dure for release in the 2nd half of 2011.
And I'll be taking on my 2nd judging role of the last year (after the 2010 Aurealis Awards): I've agreed to judge the Australian Horror Writer's Association's annual Flash/Short Story competition this year, so I'll be looking forward to trailing my fingers through the sticky entrails of people's imaginations once more, and making them feel bad for not being quite awful enough....
Guidelines are coming soon, so what are you waiting for? Get writing. Now!
Friday, February 04, 2011
HAPPY EIGHTEENTH, AIDEN
A huge shout out to our eldest boy Aiden, who turned 18 during the week. I first met Aiden when he had just turned ten, and have seen him grow from a quiet, withdrawn and shy boy into a young man with such strong values, and such a mature and honourable attitude to life that I have long been proud to call him my son (we don't do halves or steps, and I'm glad. I want to be able to stand alongside all of my children without the artificial minimisation that comes with a blended family).
I look at him now-- a young man with a plan to follow a career in land management, his high school years behind him and a path through TAFE mapped out, with a young family of his own that he loves, about to leave the family home and begin his life as a man in his own right, and I am filled with pride, and hope for his future. And I am comfortable in the knowledge that whatever mistakes he makes from here on out, and whatever setbacks he may encounter, will come from his attempts to do the right thing, to be an honourable and humble man with the needs of those he loves uppermost in his mind.
You are already a man who makes me glad to call myself your father, Aiden. Happy birthday, son.
I look at him now-- a young man with a plan to follow a career in land management, his high school years behind him and a path through TAFE mapped out, with a young family of his own that he loves, about to leave the family home and begin his life as a man in his own right, and I am filled with pride, and hope for his future. And I am comfortable in the knowledge that whatever mistakes he makes from here on out, and whatever setbacks he may encounter, will come from his attempts to do the right thing, to be an honourable and humble man with the needs of those he loves uppermost in his mind.
You are already a man who makes me glad to call myself your father, Aiden. Happy birthday, son.
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