Hello all.
It’s been a quiet year, writing news wise, this year.
I’ve been up to much, first holiday and first convention since the Covid stuff started, got Covid (mildly, I’m glad to say), got all eco-smug about electric cars, but when it comes to news to put in here, not so much.
I have, according to Submission Grinder, had my highest number of rejections ever but no acceptances. Considering that last year I had a barnstormer with multiple publications I think it is only reasonable to expect a dip but I’d have liked to have been able to report on something.
Hey, and indeed, ho. Hopefully one of the ‘Held for consideration’ notes I have will transform into something in the New Year but in the meantime I’ll continue to plug away, not least because I’m still enjoying making up bobbins as a distraction from some of the crap in the world.
Also because I’d like to go to the Glasgow Worldcon in 2024 and say ‘I write’ and not feel like a total fraud doing so.
Anywho, one thing I can still do is put up one of my old stories by way of the traditional Christmas ‘present’. This year it’s a thing about gods and goddesses that was published back in 2015 that came out of one of the many excellently silly post-GSFWC pub conversations.
You can find Agnes here. Hope you like it.