Just to say, though, that the next story will be going up shortly after midnight GMT. There’s a chance I might start waking up about then.
Oh, and also to say that I had another story accepted today by a newish outfit called SQ Magazine. I wouldn’t normally crow about that sort of thing, but this one pleased me because it’s one I thought would never get accepted for publication. It doesn’t fit easily into any genre, and the question ‘Who killed Jamie Green?’ is never resolved. It does have a few bits of nice writing, though, so that’s why I’m pleased somebody’s picked it up.
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Congratulations Jeff!
It might have been a ghostly gypsy wot did it, Mel, the one he might or might not have created himself. Wooo...
Is your tent all packed?
Pardon?... ;) Been quarantined to the sofa bed the past week, stinky germ ridden creature I was! Tents just hanging out and drinking tea :)
Did I use some arcane euphomism, or something? (Thinks: 'The tent is hanging out and drinking tea.') No, don't get it.
Hope you're better, though.
Alive and well, thanks Jeff. I just meant the tent is lying idle but the idea of it sipping a cuppa was more entertaining to me.
Oh, right. It was the way you replied 'Pardon?' I wondered whether 'Is your tent all packed?' was maybe a Yorkshire euphemism for 'How many naked men have you lashed to a space hopper and sodomised with a stick of Blackpool rock,' or something. But the tent is merely being anthropomorphic. Good. Your reputation is re-established.
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