Little things, not quite hangovers.
- I’m sure you’ve seen this elsewhere, but here’s John Joseph Adams’ instructions for more formally expressing your feelings about the end of Sci Fiction: Everyone who is dismayed over the death of SCI FICTION, email SCIFI.com at firstname.lastname@example.org and tell them of your displeasure. Also, if you want to write a long, detailed, and eloquent letter that you’d like the community to see, send a note to Science Fiction Weekly too, at email@example.com, and maybe they’ll publish it in their letters column.
- Speaking of which, this probably isn’t a bad time to support other short fiction outlets in the genre that are consistently excellent, such as Strange Horizons, The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, Asimov’s, Realms of Fantasy, Black Static (formerly The Third Alternative), insert your own here, etc., etc. Or how about newcomers the Fairy Tale Review or Fantasy magazine (which little birdies say includes lots of X chromosomes on the TOC)? One of the things that has always made the genre feel unique to me is the value that’s still placed on short fiction; let’s keep it that way.
- The windshield wipers decided to up and die on the way home from work today, leading to waiting for C to come follow me home, a fifteen minute interlude that led to utter exhaustion. And our heat is currently blinking in and out (don’t worry, guesties, it’ll be fixed by the time you get here) at the exact same time it’s finally getting autumn cold. And I have to write anyway. Whine. That is all.