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Noumenon is Out!

Today is the official US release of Noumenon!  I couldn’t be more excited!  Shana DuBois of Barnes and Noble gave it an absolutely awesome review yesterday, and said:

The plot is a swift-moving ocean current that will sweep you up, envelop you, and not let you go until you’ve reached the end, finally tossing you ashore, rattled from the experience. I read it in one sitting, because I had to know: what this clone society would find when they reached that distant star, and what terrible sins they would commit along the way. I had to know it all.

Read the rest of the review here.


If that peaked your interest, I hope you’ll pop on over to Barnes and Noble, or Amazon, or your local book store and give Noumenon a try!

And, if you’re in the Northwest Arkansas area, I hope you’ll join me from 5-7pm today at Nightbird Books on Dickson Street.  Come eat some cupcakes and enjoy a reading from the book!

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Two Weeks ’til Party Time

Dear everyone, this is not a drill!

NOUMENON’s US release is just two weeks away! The UK release is even closer!

Noumenon_comp3    noumenon -- UK cover

*cue the screaming*

There is still time to preorder, and I will love you forever if you do! The above images are linked to Amazon US and Amazon UK respectively, and here is your Barnes and Noble linkage.  Or, you can preorder it direct from your local book store, if you want to support your local businesses.

Also, if you live in the Northwest Arkansas area, I want you to come join me for the launch party! There will be cupcakes, door prizes, my face, story time…lots of cool stuff and even cooler people if you’re there!

The party is walk in, 5-7pm, at Nightbird Books on Dickson St. in Fayetteville.

You see this?

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It is your official invitation! There are hard copies of these flyers scattered around Fayetteville (in your favorite game stores, Nightbird Books, and at the Retro Arcade). If you happen to find one you will notice that there’s a door prize ticket attached. You’ll get another at the party, but don’t forget to bring your flier with the attached ticket to double your chances!

Everyone is welcome at the party, so bring friends, bring family, bring that coworker you’ve been trying to get to know better.

But most importantly, bring book lovers!

See you there!

Happy reading.


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Spark VIII is out!

It’s been a long time coming, but my story, The Stem, is out in Spark VIII.  Look at that awesome cover, guys (not to mention all those great names)!




Here’s an excerpt from The Stem, which is a post-apocalyptic sci-fi retelling of Jack and the Beanstalk:

The Hoarders were a generation of intellectual censors. Gran’s grandparents had been amongst them. They turned off the lights, and shut down the transports, and cut their colony off from the others. They hoarded all knowledge. Everything they knew about science, industry, history–they took it all to their graves.

Graves Jacqueline spit on every chance she got.

With Rose and Snow–the two largest moons–dipping below the horizon, Jacquie slipped out her bedroom window and into the chilly pre-dawn air. She tied her short, black hair under a work-scarf, double checked that the power module and bento box were safe in her oversized pockets, then headed down the road.

As she walked, the sun’s rays slowly crept over the mountains, then down the Stem’s shaft as though they were using it to reach the planet’s surface.

The Stem’s petals–up at its top–were invisible now. Only at night could they be seen, as a dark set of blots blocking out the stars. The single exception was when the sun slipped directly over head and they caught the city in a small eclipse–a possessive shadow that always gave Jacquie the willies.


If you like badass, female electrical engineers, generational mysteries, and creepy space monsters, I hope you’ll take a look!

Happy reading!




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WotF Vol. 29 Cover

It’s a little after-the-fact, but the cover for Writers of the Future Vol. 29 has been released, and the book itself is available for pre-order!


Anybody else hear Elton John in their head singing “Rocket Maaaaan” when they look at the cover?  The illustration is by wonderful Stephen Youll.

You can pre-order a mass market paperback from Barns & Noble or Amazon.  The e-book version will be available in several formats for imediate download on April 14th.


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Campbellian Pre-Reading Anthology and Penumbra

Now that I’ve got a completed contract in hand, I feel free to announce that my story, “Ol’ Soapy’s Revenge” will be appearing in the Lost themed issue of Penumbra coming out in April.  It’s a humor piece that I’m quite tickled to have accepted.  Funny is hard, in my opinion, and when I write humor I’m never quite sure if it works or not.

In other publication news, Stupefying Stories Presents the 2013 Campbellian Pre-Reading Anthology  is out for a limited time.  It features 43 authors who are eligible to win the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer (Campbell Award for short, which is voted on at the same time as the Hugos).  My story, “Rats Will Run,” which first appeared in Mirror Shards Vol. 2 is reprinted within.


Writertopia keeps a list (updated by the individual authors) of those eligable for the Campbell.  My profile is here, if you’d like to see it.

The Campbellian Pre-Reading Anthology is free and available in a variety of electronic formats, so even if you aren’t eligible to vote for the Campbell Award I suggest downloading it.  Tons of great stories for free, how can you beat that?

Happy reading!


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Congrats and Commiserations

I hear results for the fourth quarter of the Writers of the Future contest are going out.  Though I’m no longer in the running, these results are still exciting to me, because they define who I’ll be attending the workshop with.  I want to know who else is in my graduating class, so to speak.

So, congrats to the finalists!  And for those of you who’ve received rejections, HMs, semis or silvers, keep plugging away.  The only way to guarantee you don’t win is if you don’t enter!

Speaking of finalists, as of this posting we still don’t know who the winners of Q3 are.  Inquiring minds want to know.  Hopefully I’ll be able to post an addendum in the next few days with a list.



1st Place – Andrea Stewart of California

2nd Place – Marilyn Guttridge of Oregon

3rd Place – Alex Wilson of North Carolina



ETA: If you’d like to enter either the Writers of the Future contest, or the Illustrators of the future contest, please visit: http://www.writersofthefuture.com/

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“Writerly” Much? Don’t be this Guy

For today I have a nice little anecdote about what it means to be a writer versus wanting to be “writerly.”  I’ve been sitting on this story for about nine months because I couldn’t quite figure out in what context I should present it. 

Recently there was a thread on the Absolute Write forums that discussed the differences between loving writing and loving the idea of being a writer (I posted a summary of this incident in that thread).  This story is the perfect illustration of the differences, I think. 

I hope you find the story as amusing as I found the experience baffling. 

Sometimes I go to a coffee shop to write. When I’m there I’m working. One day I met another writer there–he went on and on and on and on about writing, made a big show of having his laptop out and his blank word file open and his nice little notebook at his side. I’d say we had a long conversation about writing, but really it was a lot of him gushing about how being writers put us on this “other intellectual level” and me politely nodding.

Of course, he changed his tune a little when I told him I write science fiction. That was so plebian of me.  Never mind that many scientists and engineers point to science fiction as their inspiration for entering the field.  Oh no, writing about the future was just so passé.  

After insulting my chosen genre for a little bit, we moved on to how I approach writing.  He really changed his tune when I told him I look at writing as a job, that I approach it in a business manner.

You know what he said after that?  “When people start being business minded they forget about families and grandchildren.”

Say what? 

He was of the opinion that people who are professionals are all selfish, greedy, and out to crush the little guy.  Talk about stereotyping.  And this comment came after a long speech about how being a writer made him more open minded.

I told him I wanted to sell a lot of books to reach a large audience.  He said, “But not too many books, right?  Like, you don’t want Oprah to endorse your book or anything?”

I fail to see how someone recommending a book and promoting literacy is a bad thing.

Then he went on and on about sustainability.  Publishers (not just the Big Six–I’m not even sure he knows there’s a Big Six) were all evil corporations who didn’t care about trees.  That’s why he was going to publish his own books by hand, because he cared about the paper and they didn’t (he was still using mass-produced paper, mind you).  I was completely confused as to how his use of paper was better than theirs, but he insisted it was.  Then he mentioned how he was proud of our library for installing solar panels.

Yeah, those solar panels are great.  And guess what?  My husband’s business help put them there.  If there weren’t people around who were business-minded there wouldn’t be things like solar panels.

He completely failed to see how there wouldn’t even be a coffee shop for him to sit pontificating in if someone somewhere wasn’t being “business minded.”  How the business part of sustainable business practices was just as important as the rest. 

I asked him if he’d submitted anything.  He said no.  I asked him what he’d written.  He said a (note the singular) book of poems.  How long had it taken him?  “Years,” he proudly proclaimed.

And those are just some of the highlights.  This conversation was weird, believe me.

Eventually I had to stop him (after he asked me if I was worried Duotrope might steal my copyright I just couldn’t take it anymore) and politely informed him that I only had another hour and I really had to get my word count in. He grudgingly left me alone, and when I left the shop he had a game open next to his blank page.

In the two hours I was there I wrote 2,000 words. He wrote zero.

True story.

I’m biased, but which of us do you think enjoys writing and which enjoys the idea of being writerly?

Writers write.  Writers who want to be read research the industry and copyright law.  They understand professionalism.  Real writers are essentially the opposite of this man.

And I’m still trying to decided if this guy was crazier than the dentist who told me there was a government conspiracy to hide a twelfth planet in our solar system with intelligent life on it (yeah, I know, if you count poor Pluto we’re still missing ten and eleven–not sure what happened to those).  But that’s another story.

Truth is stranger than fiction.


P.S.  He also wanted to move out of the country and into a big city because he heard it was a “green city.”  Hu?  A green city is an oxymoron, man.  I’m all for practices that protect our environment, and I assure you moving into a big industrial center is not one of them.


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