We now interrupt this blog for this important message.
This afternoon at 3:55pm I was waylaid on my journey to a panel to discuss "Why didn't I think of that? Where authors get their ideas," and was thunderstruck. I was told I could now announce it publicly, I am (going to be) a published author.
And the villagers rejoice (pictures to follow).
OMG! OMG! OMG! For a year that I haven't produced many new words, this is sure my year for writing. Writetober is full of awesome.
Okay, some of you know this story, and some of it has leaked out here and there, but I didn't explain what I was talking about. Way back in July, William Jones invited me to submit to an anthology of near future Cthulhu stories (second very cool thing this year, after being invited as a panelist, but I didn't feel I could announce it here just then) (cool cover art here). You may remember me talking about rewriting War Stories back in August. That was related to this. William sent back good words to begin with, which had me doing the geek victory dance, but in private (I'm dancing on the inside). He told me today that I can announce that he's buying my story and he'll send me edits when he can.
Hurray! I'm so psyched I'm blogging during my friends' panel, which I should go back to paying attention.
For the past three months I've been thinking about how to write this post, and this is nothing like anything I had in mind. I had six different music quotes I was going to use as the title, and I can't think of a single one now (remembered one). I thought of how I wanted to introduce the text, which I can't remember. Sorry, I was going to be much funnier, looking toward the future, lay out the whole "it's the first step on my uber-plan to conquer the universe," plan, etc. But I'm flying high right now.