I’ve always felt an infinity for the number 13. It might be because of my name, but I’ve never suffered from triskaidekaphobia.
Let me show you how I cut the fat from my stories! bwa-ha-ha-ha!
This morning, I created a tab for 2013 submissions. 2012 might be over, but it won’t be forgotten. There are nine submissions pending from last year. A couple of those submissions have my stomach turning into knots due to the anxiety and excitement.
The first three months of 2013 look like they could be quite busy. I have four short stories to write. Two of them were requested by the editors. One of them is for a media property I spent a good deal of time with as a child while eating cereal huddled in front of my grandparents’ old TV. I was asked to submit to a second media property, but with great reluctance I had to turn them down. I wasn’t quite familiar with the property and it was in a genre I haven’t written for a good deal in the past.
There are three anthologies from a particular editor that I would kill to get accepted for. One of the anthologies has already been submitted for. I’m working on #2 this afternoon. This editor is pretty magical and somehow makes me nervous even though he is nothing but kind. If I manage to get into even one of the anthologies, I will consider it a major victory.
The Secret Project that I’ve been waiting on for more than a year has started to move forward. Today, I actually started writing words for a proof of concept chapter. It felt magical.
The Future Embodied opens for general submissions on March 1st 2013. I am naturally very excited to be editing again with Mae Empson. I’m very pleased by the solicited stories thus far. Next week, Mae and I will have our next formal editor meeting to compare notes, plan our kickstarter, and get ready for general submissions.
In a couple of weeks, I’ll be running my interactive writing workshop at Midwinter Gaming Convention. I need to prepare the exercises and handouts for the targeted anthologies.
Once I clear out a couple of projects, I plan to write a short horror novel titled Salvation Heights.
This is how every writer imagines himself before he starts a project. This is before the bitter tears.
I am excited and hopeful for the new year. I look forward to the challenges and pitfalls. I’m feeling good about the world of possibilities.
Now I just need to sell this next story!