Another tiny story from me up at Daily Science Fiction today, Memories of Monsters. Enjoy!
New from me today at Daily Science Fiction, my little tale The Sword, about that legend of putting a sword in the bed to ensure chastity…..
Today is, by decree fee, the day of the watermaidens – and this year, the watermaidens intend to invite a unicorn or two to their celebrations.
Such invitations are rare events – sometimes happening only once a century, if then. It is not that the watermaidens dislike unicorns, precisely – indeed, some have even opened their springs and ponds and lakes to the delicate yet wild creatures from time to time, when the unicorns need to refresh themselves in cold water. A few watermaidens have even entered into long friendships with unicorns, guarding the creatures with their magics, or beckoning young people to come closer, and place their chests against a unicorn’s horn.
But watermaidens, like unicorns, tend to be solitary creatures, and when not solitary, tend to enjoy certain activities not entirely approved of by the more proper unicorns. Not that all unicorns demand chastity – far from it – but many of the older and more traditional unicorns do feel that it is their duty to uphold the standards associated with them. And although few watermaidens continue to practice their ancient art of dragging mortals down into the water depths – in part because many of them have no depths to drag mortals into – the very existence of that tradition causes even the most frivolous, unconventional unicorns to shudder. Nor do watermaidens, for the most part, care to venture into the deepest parts of the forests and meadows where unicorns hide or dance – they are not comfortable leaving their waters for long.
(Indeed, even on this day, many watermaidens will remain under their frozen lakes, or hide in seafoam – they prefer their comforts, those watermaidens.)
This, of course, makes it rather hard to invite the unicorns to their celebrations. Without knowing precisely where the unicorns live – and with no safe way to travel there – messages must be sent instead. And the watermaidens, of course, have never been overly fond of paper and pen – paper tends to disintegrate, if in their hands for too long. A few of them do have cell phones – but those phones rarely survive long in their watery grasps. Most birds cannot be trusted to send messages.
The watermaidens have their ways of leaving messages on starlight and the wind, on moonlight and clouds.
And they know how to sing to the unicorns.
So as you travel today, keep an eye out. That white flash – that gleam of light – it might be nothing more than a reflection of sunlight, or some creation of mortals, or an optical illusion.
Or it might just be a watermaiden dancing with a unicorn.
To start off 2018, a little tale from me about the underworld and journeys there, Shadows and Bells, in Kaleidotrope.
This story was rather difficult to place, so I’m delighted to see it out in the world at last.
Time for the obligatory end of year round up of Various Things I Published/Was Involved in During 2017, a year where we learned that if you don’t write all that much in 2016, you won’t publish all that much in 2017.
I know. Who would have thunk?
But it wasn’t a completely empty year either, including, as it did:
Probably the publication I was proudest of this year, an epic, novella length poem (yes, about 28,000 words), Through Immortal Shadows Singing, published by Papaveria Press.
One short story:
You Will Never Know What Opens, in Lightspeed Magazine, December 2017. Portal fantasy. Hasn’t been out long enough to garner that many responses, but Charles Payseur was kind enough to give a thoughtful review here.
Six flash fiction pieces – not all of them in Daily Science Fiction!
The Lion, in Daily Science Fiction, March 2017. A little fairy tale.
We Need to Talk About the Unicorn in Your Back Yard, Daily Science Fiction, April 2017. Humor. Possibly my most popular short fiction piece from last year. An audio version is coming up from Toasted Cake, but in the meantime, if you missed it, it’s a short read. I promise.
The Witch in the Tower, Fireside, July 2017. One of my personal favorites from the year. Another little fairy tale.
Stealing Tales, Daily Science Fiction, November 2017. Another little fairy tale.
“Gingerbread Smoke,” in Typhon: A Monster Anthology Vol 2., by Pantheon Magazine. This was probably the hands down hardest piece of mine to find this year, bar none, but I promise: the anthology really truly is available through Amazon now, and is forthcoming from other outlets shortly, and the anthology overall is well worth the hunt.
Pipers Piping, Daily Science Fiction, December 2017. A little Christmas story.
The Study, in Mithila Review: The Journal of International Science Fiction and Fantasy
The Stained Oak Leaves, in Umbel & Panicle.
Euryale at the Shore, in Polu Texni
Hunter, in Mythic Delirium
Burning, in Wild Musette (this one is literary/non-speculative)
On Fairy Tales: A weekly essay series on Tor.com discussing fairy tales and various works inspired by fairy tales.
The Pixar Rewatch. A sequel to the 2015-2016 Disney Read-watch, this monthly essay series on Tor.com explored the Pixar movies – discussing development and financial details, animation, other tidbits and of course the films themselves.
The Secret of NIMH. Another add-on to the Disney Read-watch, this essay appeared over at Uncanny, and focused on Don Bluth and his first animated picture.
And speaking of the Disney Read-watch, the very last post in that series – a wrap-up post – appeared in January 2017, making the entire series – technically – still eligible for Best Related Work awards.
And one more essay: Where Should You Start Reading the Chronicles of Narnia, which generated several comments.
Dramatic Presentation (short)
Onwards to 2018!
My story, You Will Never Know What Opens, just popped up at Lightspeed Magazine.
You can also get a copy of the issue for $3.99, or, better yet, buy a year’s subscription for $35.88 – which is a savings of about 25% off the cover price.
I had a horrible time trying to figure out a title for this story. That’s not one of my skills to begin with – thus the questionable titles for many of my pieces – but this one was particularly difficult. I finally submitted the piece under the title “The Doors,” only to have the editor, John Joseph Adams, tell me that the title was not very good.
I couldn’t argue the point, and focused on coming up with more titles. Alas, the Lightspeed editors were equally unenthusiastic about:
“You Are Incapable of Summing Up This Story with a Decent Title”
“For the World Is Hollow and I Can’t Think of a Title”
and the one I still kinda regret not going with
“Hamlet, Because That’s Been a Pretty Successful Play, and Maybe the Title Is Why”
Ah well. At least the story has a title now.
Technically, this is the second day of Christmas – so I don’t feel too late about posting this: my little holiday story, Pipers Piping, which Daily Science Fiction published yesterday.