Invading Territory of "Real" Writers
August 8, 1999
6:37 a.m.
We went to see Julia Roberts in The Runaway Bride yesterday (okay, Lisa and Brigid went to see Richard Geere, but what do they know?). When we came home, the mail carrier had come and gone, so I went to the box to see what rejections lay inside. Instead, there was the October, 1999 issue of Analog. Inside is my story "Stealing the Sun." So it's official. I'm an Analog writer. I sat outside that evening, cooking cheeseburgers for dinner and reading my story. I've sat on that porch cooking a lot of meals and reading a lot of stories in the nearing six years that we've lived here. Those stories were written by folks with names like Ellison, Wilkins, Bradbury, Resnick, Silverberg, Williamson, McHugh, and Reed. Others were by a scad of writers who I know, but a lot of people won't recognize. But I can honestly say that reading my own story in a major SF magazine was really special. It was more satisfying than any of the others, to be honest, and I suppose that's forgiveable. Today it's rainy out (finally), a good day for writing a little. And I'm plowing through another story. Just like it ought to be.   Hey, I just saw Christopher Rowe made the Tangent Online 1998 Recommended Reading List Have a good weekend, okay?  Daily Persistence is © Ron Collins |
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"When a big institution commits a crime, there may be little that an individual can do about it. But does that mean he must do nothing?" Lead blurb to my story Oct. 99 Analog |
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