Stories written:
1. Of Course Reginald
2. Panzersloth (with Matthew Baugh)
3. Prada and The Giant Sloth
4. Dentophilia
Rejections so far: 16
Acceptances: 0
They now go here.
No joy from Weird Tales, which is to be expected. Not sure what to do with Reginald now.
Well, seeing as the official announcement has been made, I guess I can finally spill the beans:
I'm doing the copyediting for Mur Lafferty's Playing For Keeps.
Needless to say, I am stoked beyond comprehension.
Why, hello there, first writing-related paycheck!
So, if you go over to the Swarm Press site, you can get an eyeful of the book that I'm currently copyediting.
Brave Men Run. That's right, bitches.
This book is the one that I was gushing about yesterday. It really is that good. It's such a strange feeling to edit a book that I've known about for ages. I'm also glad that I it didn't reach the top of my TBR pile sooner. Editing this doesn't feel like a job at all.
So, as I mentioned in a previous entry, I'm copyediting for Permuted Press. Right now I'm going through two books, both of which are top-secret. They're the first novels that the new Swarm Press imprint will put out--at least, if things go according to plan.
That in itself is already pretty sweet. After all, I like copyediting. In fact, I wouldn't mind ending up in that field when I'm done with uni.
The awesomeness continues, however. I can't really say too much, but I can tell you this: it's a struggle to copyedit one of the projects I'm working on, because it's so frigging good. Every couple of pages I speed up, just wanting to know what happens next. Then I reel myself in and remind myself that I'm supposed to care about the grammar and style more than the plot.
But it's so doo-diddly-darn hard.
So, Indigenous Species didn't make it. Apparently it was well received, but it wasn't funny enough. Buggrit.
When I get back to my place I'll look for somewhere to send it.
Absolutely no joy from Podcastle. Off to Weird Tales you go, Reginald.
And then I somehow rolled into semi-copyediting.
