Monthly Archives: March 2015

The *good* kind of rejection letter

Yesterday afternoon, I finally heard back about my story. I was riding in a school elevator, by myself, about to start my lunch break. There was the e-mail, with the Queers Destroy Science Fiction subject line. And the end of

The *good* kind of rejection letter

Yesterday afternoon, I finally heard back about my story. I was riding in a school elevator, by myself, about to start my lunch break. There was the e-mail, with the Queers Destroy Science Fiction subject line. And the end of

It happened this evening as I was on my way home…

As I descended the escalator at the end of a brief shopping excursion, I was stopped by three girls. All three were holding brown paper bags, which were decorated with printed polka dots, and had been tied closed with ribbon. The girls

It happened this evening as I was on my way home…

As I descended the escalator at the end of a brief shopping excursion, I was stopped by three girls. All three were holding brown paper bags, which were decorated with printed polka dots, and had been tied closed with ribbon. The girls

One more night to dream

So… it’s been almost a year since I’ve posted here. A lot has happened in that year, but in terms of the bigger picture of my life, most things have stayed the same. One new thing is that, for the second

One more night to dream

So… it’s been almost a year since I’ve posted here. A lot has happened in that year, but in terms of the bigger picture of my life, most things have stayed the same. One new thing is that, for the second