On her blog, Sylvia has started to list Latinx authors in English Language SFF. I'm glad she decided to start this project, since I've written about this before. If you have any favorite authors, feel free to fill out the form included....
I dusted off a story I had thought complete years back, and started revising it. I like to go back over, rewriting entire paragraphs into what flows better for me, as well as re-ordering scenes to see how they change the effect of the story. Here's hoping I can finish the revisions by mid-March, which will allow me time to get something ready for Lightspeed when they open for fantasy. This story is the oldest of what I call the "second wave" stories I wrote around 2014. Once this one's done, maybe I can pull another one of those story drafts out of my drawer and get it ready. These days, I'm very slow. Now that I've been able to write a little more consistently, my next step will be to layer in some regular visits to the gym, which I've been missing. One step, then the next, followed by yet another. ...
. . . When it rains, it pours. Why haven't I posted anything for a while? Well, let me tell you all about this Puerto Rican's experience with black ice. On January 11, there had been what my phone's weather app called a "wintry mix" falling since before dawn. I salted the front steps, since I almost slipped and put further cracks in my ass, and didn't want my fiancée to have an accident. Already behind schedule, I got in my car and started the drive to work. Where we live is rural. Farm country with lots of twisty-turny roads through the odd field, but mostly forest, and I had become used to the fact that most days with icy conditions, the roads are already salted. So, when I came to a hill I've traversed hundreds of times since I've lived here, I didn't expect to skid down the slope and into the...
I've been wanting to write this, but struggled with the words. I mean, I'm a writer! How can a writer be at a loss for words? On November 9th, my fiancée and I sat stunned at the election day results. We had talked about what might happen, and both were convinced it might be very close, but weren't ready for the results. A phone call came. A neighbor who had taken my fiancée's mom to vote let my fiancée know her mom seemed out of sorts. A week sped by in a blur. My fiancée rushed between home and the hospital, while I held down the fort. By the end of that week, I was offering her what scant comfort I could. Let me take a brief pause, here, to share a small detail. Ever since we found it out, my fiancée and I have delighted in the fact our birthdays fall on consecutive days. Hers first on...
My friend Ezzy Languzzi has a story that will appear in the upcoming "Strange California" anthology (being Kickstarted here). I helped workshop her story, called "Naranjas Inmortales." It's a creepy little story I'm eager to see out in the world. So, if you feel you don't have enough strange stories about California, please contribute or spread the word about this anthology. It promises to be great!...