DOUG LANE WRITES
7/19/2018 - FAREWELLS AND WELCOMES
On June 28th, writer Harlan Ellison died. I’m still trying to find the proper words by which to remember the man who crafted some of the finest short stories of the 20th century, and the man who called me his friend. If I can figure out how to say what I want/need to say, you’ll see it in the blog soon. If I can’t, well, there are a ton of appreciations out there if you want to understand who he was. I’d start with Carol Cooper’s in the VILLAGE VOICE. And if you want to delve into his work, it’s a lot easier to find thanks to the Internet than it was when I was first seeking it. Google and give him a read.
Speaking of reads, the Kindle version of PULP MODERN magazine Volume 2, Number 3 - with my story “The Great Unknown” in the lead-off slot - is available now via Amazon if you’re a Kindle person and enjoy crime fiction. Dead trees version of the issue is still in the works. Watch this space for further developments.
Work has slowed on the upcoming release of SHADY ACRES AND DARKER PLACES - real-world intrusions and the like - but as yet, it’s still on track to release this year. Maybe in time for Christmas. It’s a perfect opportunity to support an independent writer AND a reader you like.
6/14/2018 - NEW NEW NEW!
Item the First: NEW COLORS!
You might notice the white-on-black, grim, dark, misery-besotted theme of the previous incarnation of the website has become a blue-sky blue. This is kinda the shade my office has been repainted as part of the ongoing renovation, and it’s the sort of cool blue that I find soothing. So when it came time to bring the site into its new design digs (using Sparkle now instead of the late and only slightly lamented iWeb) I figured it was also time to give it a more cheerful facelift that reflected the current status. There will inevitably be kinks to be worked out (for example, blog posting is NOT intuitive thus far) but I already like the place more. Like my office.
Item the Second: NEW STORY!
My flash fiction piece “Time of Reflection” is today’s story from Daily Science Fiction. It’s a bit of SF creepiness that won’t even take a coffee break to absorb, so I encourage you to click below to give it a read:
Item the Third: NEW SALES!
Two additional stories have been picked up for publication later this year. Bards and Sages Quarterly (which previously published “One Man’s Famine”) has accepted my tale “The Floor Is Lava” for publication this fall; and Pulp Modern accepted the gritty crime story “The Great Unknown” for an upcoming issue.
In the midst of juggling the business of subs and resubs and sales and new stories, work also continues on SHADY ACRES AND DARKER PLACES, which continues moving towards publication. There should be some sort of official announcement of a firm publication date soon. I can tell you there will be both trade paperback and ebook versions available, and contents are firming up for the projected limited hardcover release (26 lettered) with a little extra for people who like cloth-covered boards. As usual, more as I know it.
1/10/18 - NEW YEAR, NEW WORK
Working on novels and collections is a time-consuming process. In performing a year-end review, while I produced 73k of second Robillard mystery novel, and got a LOT of the front-end heavy lifting done for SHADY ACRES AND DARKER PLACES, my short story submission numbers were anemic - 8 subs in 12 months, two of which are still sitting in slush piles as of this morning. Then I went back a year (the year I spent drafting some stories, but largely knocking out the first Robillard novel) and saw one story, subbed and rejected twice. Hmm. If we’re talking Publish or Perish, I’m dyin’ here.
So I dumped a LOT of coal into the boiler - not so much a resolution (because why resolve to do something when you can cut to the chase?) as a good old fashioned Nike-style ‘Just do it‘ - and turned the final screws on a bunch of stuff I’ve been working on for the past 12 months, and BAM, eight stories went out the door in three days. So the first nine days of the year, submission-wise, have already matched the raw numbers for 2017. Two more, and I’ll have matched the last two years. While probably not a sustainable pace given upcoming non-writing real-world projects (the back room isn’t going to renovate itself, and the bus with the home improvement gnomes doesn’t seem to stop nearby), a new story every couple of weeks to join the rotation would be something to aim for. Meanwhile, SEVEN FISHES (Robillard 2) continues to cool like a pie on the window sill before I go back and find all the warts; HONEY LOVE (Robillard 3) has been fully outlined and the flow of the plots and subplots broken out so they can be woven together in a proper pace(no start date for the first draft yet); and the first layout proofing pass of SHADY ACRES began in December (aaaaaall the nonstandard formatting was swallowed by my antique version of InDesign) and resumes later this month; and another half-dozen stories are stewing. So maybe I’ll have more to update the three people and two-dozen bots who read this site about as the year unspools. Not a resolution. More of a wish-list item.
“I was eleven the summer he rolled into Peninsula on a rehab assignment for the Mustangs. Three weeks later, he dropped dead mid-pitch in the third inning, feet on the mound at Mirabeau Lamar field, face in the grass on the first base side, eyes locked in a sightless stare.”
from “Dutch Dawson’s Last Curve”