Let Me, Jeff VanderMeer, Harvest Your Brain (please? with sugar on top?)

(Me, dignified, somewhat somber, wearing the Brain Harvest hand-made moustache they sent me. I requested a Dali moustache to cover my own prodigious lip hair, and, in yarn, this is a very close approximation.)

Brain Harvest is having a micro fiction contest, and I am the final decisioning-maker on it. What do you win?

The winning entry will receive $100, publication in Brain Harvest, a hand-knitted mustache, 1 Fresh Eyes crit (up to 10,000 words) to be used on the piece of their choice, and the accolades of their peers, friends, and family. The second place winner will receive $25, publication in Brain Harvest, and a hand-knitted mustache.

Go check out their rules and regulations!

On one final note–I must protest at the use of photo on their contest page. It’s clearly not me. I do not prance around my house in a bathrobe, for example. Nor wear Romanian medals. Nor is my hair ever in that particular, erm, style. Imposter! say I. Imposter!


  1. Hellbound Heart says

    ….ooh god it makes me wanna sneeze just looking at you!!!!!! fluff up yer nose!!!!!!

    peace and love…