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Tesseracts 11 ~ Friday, April 06, 2007

I just had word today that my story "Persephone's Library" has been chosen for inclusion in Tesseracts 11, an anthology of Canadian SF. Wooohooo! Contract to follow, etc.

I'm totally excited! I love that it'll have a longer shelf life cause it'll be in a book rather than a periodical. I love that it's an anthology, so the pressure's off in a way, since it's just one of many stories included--so I don't have to stress as much about questions like "what are the sell-throughs" (as I would be stressing with a print book that was just mine and mine alone). And I kind of find it amazing to imagine that the editors are Cory Doctorow and Holly Phillips--and that they actually read my story and liked it enough to want to include it. It's a tres cool thought.

Here's an excerpt from "Persephone's Library" (the opening passage):

This morning, I walked up past the new subdivision to the end of the
world. Or at least, to the beginning of the end, just at the edge of
the mud flats.

It's deceptive, when you stand there, where the asphalt breaks off in
that jaggedy line and the flats begin. They look like they spread out
forever, but actually, it's just a couple of hundred yards. And then
the world ends.

They've set up patrols along the edge at night, so people don't wander
out there accidentally and fall off. They also try to catch the
jumpers when they can, but they don't always succeed. People still
slip through.

Take this morning, for instance. I mean maybe I just got lucky, but
there was no-one in sight when I walked up. Even the watchers in the
houses along the edge weren't around. I could've just kept right on
going and maybe even jumped if I wanted to.

But I didn't. I just wanted to see the flats.

They look a little like I imagine a beach must have looked, back in
the day, except of course there would have been ocean, instead of

::Posted by Anduril Elessar @ 11:28 PM::::


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