Showing posts with label terminal earth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label terminal earth. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Terminal Earth is #1




Isn't it nice that the comments say there were no duds. I mean, wouldn't it be terrible to be the only weak story?

Hooray!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Terminal Earth

The editors are making progress. I'm in there, with 20 some odd (most odd) authors. It will come out as an ebook 12/10, on Smashwords, Amazon, others. It will be a paperback next year. Further evidence the future of small press will be virtual. What I'd like to see is the cover!

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Table of Contents out for Terminal Earth

http://poundlitpress.weebly.com/index.html

They list mine first. Don't know why. I bet it's more optimistic than most, probably best at the end. It wasn't selected first. Neil John Buchanan blogged about his acceptance before I heard, and there were stats on the page of even earlier acceptances. Not alphabetical by name or story. Twenty three? Their standards were 3 to 6 thousand and if you take 4,500 as an average, that's just over 100,000 words. One's a poem, so maybe I'm off. Still, it's going to be one fat anthology.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

The Cooling Sun Sold

The Cooling Sun sold to Terminal Earth anthology. Second anthology sale, and this time a 6k story, not a flash. The idea came to me when I learned that for the last couple of years, the sun's output has been a bit off, so the general warming trend has been momentarily stopped. So, in the story the sun's output drops so that Venus will get about as much light as we do now.

Another experience that was grist. Last time to Ukraine, We tried to save money by going Aerosvit, rather than Austrian Air. They listed modern Boeing aircraft, so we tried. Big mistake. Out there on the tarmac in Kiev was a surprise. A Yakolev with one engine making a grinding racket, not like a modern jet at all. We took the bus there, and got on. The overhead bins didn't have doors, anything could have flown around, hit people. The noise? In the story and in reality, like dinosaur sized bees.

On the way back Odessa was fogged in so we couldn't leave and they wouldn't transfer us to another airline, so we have two more days in Odessa before we could go. It was their only flight. It went one way one day, and the other day back. Last time on that airline. Great material for fiction, though.

So, I'm told it will come out toward the end of the year. In print!