Read “The Eighteenth Floor”, in Something Wicked, Issue 8

October 16, 2008 in General Topics

I’m pleased as all get out to inform you “The Eighteenth Floor” is running in this month’s issue of Something Wicked, South Africa’s horror magazine du jour. I promise you a creeping, steadily escalating sense of dread in this piece, and in more ways than one!

Hop on over there and pick up a copy October 23rd, then kick back, turn the lights down, and crack this baby open on Halloween night. You’ll be supporting one hell of a fine magazine. Joe Vaz and Vianne Venter have been a pleasure to work with, and I do hope to have the opportunity to do so again in the future.

As always, your comments and criticisms are valued and welcome.

Notice about my E-mail Address

October 11, 2008 in General Topics

I’m not sure how much longer jcg79 (AT) comcast.net will be active, so it is imperative that you re-direct all correspondence to jonathancg (AT) gmail.com. This is all due to the move, and the fact that Comcast told me I’d have 30 days of access to it, then canceled my account after six days, then I had to call and scrap with them for another week.

Never again will I use a host’s e-mail address.

Edit: Thanks for the heads-up, James. I have hopefully made the addresses posted here bot-proof for now.

Flash Attack: “The Supplicant”

October 1, 2008 in General Topics

Red was Dr. Ozmand’s center of existence, and his visit to Arnelo City only reinforced it. There he saw the towering multifactories of the industrial megalopolis, thrice-modified because of new regulations, but still spitting the towers of steam and smoke that reflected along with the purple sky in his quadfocals. Seeing enough during his two hour tour, he lifted off, vitriol already brewing in his guts.

He didn’t understand why people couldn’t grasp the simple logic that this simply had to be doing damage to the towering, crimson-colored plants in the surrounding woods. He’d seen the plants shrinking back, and the harvesters had already reported lower yields. Yes, there was the matter of the drought, but it was a symptom, rather than a causality. It was as simple as that. He believed it, everyone else needed to believe it, and it simply must be so.

He landed his craft at the complex of Miren, there to speak with his compatriots, there to report more grim news to the leadership council. The need to protect the red forests had taken a life of its own, had bled like ink from the council chambers out into the minds of the people themselves. He admired those that embraced the red movement, that appreciated the need to center their lives in service of the planet, as stewards walking in its groves.

A short time later, he stood in Miren’s stone hall. He saw the projected visage of Priest Aumen, the Lord Governor’s close friend and trusted advisor, attending even though his body lay in a life support chamber two continents away.

Arumen was just another buffon mystic, but he was the Lord Governor’s close friend, his trusted confidant. This was not going to be an easy speech.

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Flash attacks are one-draft tales less than 500 words that will appear regularly on this blog, so keep checking back to see more. All tales copyright Jonathan C. Gillespie

Getting back to business

September 30, 2008 in General Topics

So now that the dust is settling from getting a house, I’m getting back into the swing of things on the writing front. The novel outline is slowly nearing conclusion, I’ve still a story in final consideration at a pro market (trying not to jinx it), and I’ve still an absolute mess of stories out there. So all is well.

Stay on the lookout for more fiction of mine appearing in both print and audio form; as always I’ll keep you posted here.
Funny enough — it looks like I’ll have tales out for at least Christmas and Halloween. Maybe I should have been in holiday decoration sales.

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The Vital Burden on Fiction Podcasters

I’ve followed with interest some of the recent news and internet chatter relevant to podcast fiction, of which I suppose I’m a pseudo-party of at this point, thanks to my fiction being in two podcast fiction outlets — Variant Frequencies and The Drabblecast.

I hesitate to say anything about some of my concerns with the podcast fiction community, because 9 out of 10 of the folks in it are good people, but for all the trail-blazing these brave individuals are doing, I have seen some things that make my skin crawl as far as personal behavior goes.

All I have to say is this: Please be professional. That means everywhere, to everybody, especially if they tell you your fiction is garbage, especially if they say something you don’t like. It’s customer service, and it stings, but you’re a salesman, first and foremost, and you’re building your customer service image. One of the things that has stunned me about the fiction community is people that are aggressive seemingly for the sake of being so. This baffles me. I wouldn’t buy many widgets from a widget factory that told me to kiss off when I commented on the color of one of their latest products. I see such behavior as nothing but counterproductive.

For those of you out front, being groundbreaking, especially in new media: I thank you deeply for helping our humble fiction abode with a nice shot in the arm. All of us waiting in the wings owe you a lot. But please, always represent well our bastard children called science fiction, fantasy, and horror. There are reasons the industry doesn’t take us as seriously as they could, and we’re the ones whose shoulders it falls on to improve said perceptions.

Stay tuned.

Moved!

September 29, 2008 in General Topics

Woohoo! So that’s finally done, and I’m now a new resident of Duluth, GA. Stay tuned!