Norwescon 2018: This Time I Swear I’ll Stay Up Past 9

UPDATE! I'm on two additional panels now. Comedy! Horror! Writing mechanics! It's my life, except my real life also has a lot of dog hair in it too! I'll spend the majority of Norwescon volunteering with the Fairwood Writers' Workshop, but I'm making a few other appearances as well. Thursday The Moral of the Story: …

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Evolution, Process

In the past few months I have been perfecting the skill of Writing Anyways. This is something I thought I had already honed, but apparently not; perhaps it is a skill that you’re never completely done learning, like being kind, or not eating the entire pizza. One year ago I quit my real job. “Real” meaning I got …

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Portrait of My Lover as a Zebra

Portrait of My Lover as a Zebra Tegan Moore   O grant me, Lord, one night beside a zebra, one perfect sandy night  beside a zebra that lets me rest my head against its neck.                                         -Selima Hill   While Jim is upstairs she decides, what the hell, she’ll try it. She has heard they …

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More Firsts

One: My Asimov’s story, “Epitome,” which was my first sale (by about two days), was not only reviewed in this month’s Locus but selected as a recommended story. It’s been a weird, intense, rewarding-but-rough stretch lately and I can’t overemphasize how good this feels. Similarly, I’ve received a couple notes via social media from strangers, or friends of friends, …

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When Someone You Love Hurts You and You Love Them Anyway

I have the worst dog. This is not unqualified hyperbole, either. I am a dog trainer, by hobby at least, and I’m not terrible at it. Vesper is the kind of dog… okay, there have been a couple times where professional trainers watched me working with her and said, “yeah, I couldn’t do that.” By which …

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Epitome

If Vivian dies before I tell her I’m in love with her, will I regret that more than telling her I’m in love with her? Because I don’t know what happens to me if I say it out loud. Even if she can’t hear me. “Epitome,” Asimov’s Science Fiction, September 2016  

WorldCon 2016: Badass Ladies & Bros Who Want Blood from a Stone

Last day of WorldCon. I keep thinking “Saint Louis” but it’s Kansas City and that just goes to show how much I’ve been paying attention to the world outside my very narrow focus for the last five days. Of course, a lot happened, some of which I had to be reminded of the following day. …

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