Hey, this tweet got enough hearts that, were it Link, he’d now be functionally immortal. But I guess this is A link, anyway:
Never know if you don’t try pic.twitter.com/OIncv7WrqJ
— Stephen Graham Jones (@SGJ72) July 21, 2018
Anyway, yes, I subscribe to that philosophy. It’s a big reason I have so many scars, so many injuries, why I’m on so many daily pills in these my creaky years. Doesn’t stop me from collecting more scars and injuries, thoug…
The hard copies arrive. Very cool. “Love is a Cavity I Can’t Stop Touching” is in here. Cute little story about teenage love, and all that comes after.
And a big wave hello to the 2019 Guests of Honor @TananariveDue and @SGJ72! We’ll send out an update when online membership purchase is ready to go! [E] #ReaderCon
— readercon (@readercon) July 15, 2018
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Man, looks like I’m just embedding tweets here all day—I did just wrap an extensive novel rewrite about five minutes ago—but, here’s another one, a good one, an important one:
Dear person who decided to upload an e-ARC of THE GIRL IN THE GREEN SILK GOWN to an illegal download site more than a week pre-publication:
I am so sorry you disliked my book as much as you obviously did.
— Seanan McGuire (@seananmcguire) July 10, 2018
Oh, and while I DID once somehow embed the wh…
A story of mine that ran on Gamut a while back. It’s in here now:
Change forces us into the light or the dark. Dusk is in between. It defends the light from the dark. Where things go well. Or where they go very, very bad… SUSPENDED IN DUSK II, edited by @herodfel, with @SGJ72 https://t.co/nzM5YYqnNG #horror #anthology #newrelease pic.twitter.com/rjplVCDpty
— Grey Matter Press 👹 (@GreyMatterPress) July 10, 2018
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Thinking this goes for fiction as well:
Charles Bukowski on writing poetry pic.twitter.com/ZbRQHK4lG6
— Poetry Is–@VVanGone (@PoetryIsPoetry) June 30, 2018
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Tom Paris, saying aloud the creed I live by, pretty much. And? This is my only persistent problem with intergalactic humans in stories: they always come out of warp at some Mos Eisley of a truckstop and just eat whatever’s being served. I can’t help but think that would be instant death. Not just of the soul, but the gut, since no way can we have the proper enzymes to digest some vending machine egg-salad fossil from another solar system.
Also, while I’m postin…
Or, one of my books has, maybe:
Anyway, he’s my new favorite fighter. Thanks to Bill Wetzel for headsup.…