On other topics of weirdness… since Weird Tales is closed for submissions, do you have any suggestions for a good place to send giant squid stories of the weird persuasion? I mean, if anyone knows it has to be you.
Mostly his finger, and I think an acorn we then wrestled away from him. That’s the only photo that came out because he was in scamper mode the whole time and everything else looked vapor trails.
Giant squid stories? In all seriousness, I haven’t ever had to place a squid story except the once. They’ve otherwise been fully integrated into books and thus not a party to the vagaries of magazine publication. So, alas, I’m not sure. Besides, it all depends on how you’ve deployed the squid.
Well, it’s sort of a reworking of the old bit from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea… except from the squid’s point of view. In a sort of prose-poetry. So, you know, not everyone’s cup of tea, probably… Wherefore art thou, squid anthologies? A squid, by any other name, will still taste as chewy…
April 4, 2009 at 2:40 pm
I won’t ask what he’s putting in his mouth…
On other topics of weirdness… since Weird Tales is closed for submissions, do you have any suggestions for a good place to send giant squid stories of the weird persuasion? I mean, if anyone knows it has to be you.
April 4, 2009 at 3:01 pm
Mostly his finger, and I think an acorn we then wrestled away from him. That’s the only photo that came out because he was in scamper mode the whole time and everything else looked vapor trails.
Giant squid stories? In all seriousness, I haven’t ever had to place a squid story except the once. They’ve otherwise been fully integrated into books and thus not a party to the vagaries of magazine publication. So, alas, I’m not sure. Besides, it all depends on how you’ve deployed the squid.
April 4, 2009 at 3:10 pm
“Forward bow! Prepare to deploy the squid!”
April 4, 2009 at 3:23 pm
Well, it’s sort of a reworking of the old bit from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea… except from the squid’s point of view. In a sort of prose-poetry. So, you know, not everyone’s cup of tea, probably… Wherefore art thou, squid anthologies? A squid, by any other name, will still taste as chewy…
April 4, 2009 at 5:36 pm
Life without the “Book”. With cypress trees and grandchildren, no less. Good stuff . . . especially for the high maintenance. Er, high strung.