June Round Up (and a prize)

It struck me that updating my Shorts & Flash page every month doesn’t really work — I lose all those little monthly announcements and progress reports when I overwrite them. So I’ll try to do a blog post instead. Mostly because I like re-reading myself.

Here’s what’s up:

June continued to rock and roll, with several acceptances, including a short listed story over at Bath Flash Fiction Award (“Papaya Dreams, Runaway Girls”) inspired by my time living in the UAE. It didn’t win a prize, but I was thrilled to be in the top 20 out of 800-some odd entries.  “On the Rocks” and “Stripped” were picked up by Sediments Literary Arts Journal; “Why I Won’t Be Saying Grace at Your Dinner Party” will go live soon in Crab Fat Magazine’s Atheist Issue; “Table Manners” was Story of the Week in Fifty-Word Stories; Bull: Fiction for Men took my four-part collection “Holy Thoughts;” I’m once again on Reflex Fiction’s long list with “I Ain’t No Fairy Tale Woodcutter;” Ellipsis Zine will be publishing “Neverland;” and…drum roll…I placed FIRST in The Short Story/TSS‘s Flash 500 Competition with “Silent Sex” (which happens to be an excerpt from my novel in progress). The only bad news is that my ‘on submission’ list is beginning to wane, so I guess I’d better get my fingers moving and start hitting that Submit button.

The numbers for June:

Submissions: 7
Acceptances: 6
Rejections: 7

A complete list of publications can be found on my Shorts & Flash page. As always, thanks for reading!

Good News and Bad News

Sniff.

The good news first: I and some of my favourite flash fiction writers are now for sale on Amazon.com. Check out The Molotov Cocktail: Prize Winners Anthology for details. There’s some fantastic work in here by fellow writers Sylvia Heike, Aeryn Rudel, Fred Senese, and others.

Shiny-new dead-tree format!
Shiny-new dead-tree format!

The bad news second:

Saturday Night Reader, the magazine that published my humourous piece “Debt,” is closing its doors. It’s going to be a SAD-urday Night.

Sniff.
Sniff.

Previously published (or, don’t be as stupid as I was)

No entry

Today’s blog post is brought to you by the Letter S for Stupid and the Number 1 for All it takes is one website to lock you out.

Confused? I’ll explain.

[Warning: No animated GIFs in this post, either. Although if I could find one of me smacking my head against my keyboard, I admit it would be appropriate. You’ll just have to imagine that one. Instead, I offer you this photograph by Ondrej Supitar via Unsplash.]

No entry
No entry

 

You already know I write flash fiction. Some of it’s decent; some of it gets picked up by nice editors. I pen stuff, I submit it, and the nice editors look it over as long as I follow their submission guidelines.

And, in most cases, as long as whatever I’m submitting hasn’t been previously published. Read more

Why I Won’t Give my Flash Away

I’ve been having a good run so far, averaging about one publication a month in the world of flash fiction. As expected, a few people have asked if they can read it. When they do (and it doesn’t happen often), I point them to my list of publications.

[Warning: all animated GIFs in this post have been replaced with sarcasm.]

Sometimes I get reactions like this:

My web browser is having problems. Email me that piece and I’ll read it.

Sincerely,
The Dipshit

Or this:

But I don’t want to create a free account on Platform for Prose. Can’t you just send your story to me?

Cheers,
Your Lazy-ass Pal

Or even this:

What? I have to buy a subscription to Saturday Night Reader to read your stuff? No way. Send me the PDF.

Later,
The Cheapskate

My response?

Dear Dipshit, Lazy-ass Pal, and Cheapskate,

I regret to inform you I will not be sending along my writing for your reading pleasure. Please find my reasons below.

A) Since you can’t figure out how to navigate a website, you probably won’t figure out how to navigate my story.

B) If it’s too much trouble for you to set up a free account, I fear that reading a two-page bit of flash might do you serious damage.

C) When the nice folks at Publication X pay me cold, hard cash for my writing, what makes you think I’m going to cheat them out of their well-deserved income?

That is all,
Moi

Bottom line? I work hard to put my writing out there, and the people who accept it work hard reading, editing, formatting, and publishing. They deserve their web traffic and, when applicable, their subscription income.

Thanks for understanding.

The (Bitter)sweet smell of success

Struffoli

StruffoliActually, it’s very sweet. Dripping-with-honey-and-sprinkled-with-rainbow-coloured-non-pareils kind of sweet:

My flash fiction memoir “The Honey Clusters” won an honorable mention in the 2015 Bethlehem Writers Roundtable Short Story Award and will be featured in their Nov/Dec 2015 issue!

The bittersweet part is in the content of the story. I wrote it shortly after this past Christmas while I still had a small plate of the traditional Italian treat called struffoli (honey clusters) remaining on the kitchen counter.

They don’t last long. They never do. Read more