No online story suggestions today. I’ve spent the last two days away from the computer, busy with family things. I’m also overtired from a week of falling asleep late and waking up early with a list of things to do, so I’m both surly and boring, a winning combination.
For those of you looking for short stories and willing to venture offline to find them, I’ve been reading an Elizabeth Hand collection, Saffron and Brimstone, this week. I highly recommend it, in particular, the quartet of stories collected as “The Lost Domain.” Such flawless writing, the kind that pulls me to keep reading even after my eyes are begging for sleep.
And, a little news from here. Rainpocalypse, aka “In the Library of Souls,” has sold. It will be appearing in Strange Horizons, most likely in October. I’m tremendously pleased about it. It’s good to know that my summer of rain inspired something of value.
It’s cold. It’s gray. I should be writing, or, if not writing, I should be cleaning my house.
Instead, I have one hand wrapped around a hot drink, and the other around Available Dark, the new Elizabeth Hand novel. I’ve been playing a little game with myself, seeing how long I can manage to keep from opening it and diving in. I think I’ve just about reached my limit.
There are few books I look forward to as much as I am looking forward to this one. Then again, other books don’t have Cass Neary in them. You know how it is to read a book where the author so perfectly nails a character that you want there to be Olympic games for fiction with a televised panel of judges, want to be on that panel so you can hold up your 10.0 when the scoring comes round for that book and that character? Yeah, that’s how I feel about Cass Neary.
Here’s a bit of a review, if you’re interested. As for me, I’ve tortured myself long enough. Now it’s time to read.