Like Pulling Teeth

I am freaking out...

I have to go to the dentist when I finish work in minus 2 hours and have a back tooth pulled...

I should stop griping because it's a tooth not a limb...

...but I won't, especially as when the tooth was filled a few months back the dentist didn't give me enough Novacaine and it hurt, hurt, hurt. And in case the tooth fairy reads my blog, I'd like chocolate coins please, dude.

And for those who don't subscribe to Daily Science Fiction (and thus didn't receive the email containing my story last week), you can now read Exit Stage Life online. Or maybe read, This Always Happens Here by Richard Larson, because it's awesome and has snow globes.

Ashes

My story 'And, the Bride Wore Ashes' is now available to read at Phantasmacore.

It's a tale of a jilted Buster Keatonesque groom, a wedding dress made of moths and a snow globe.

I hope you like it and I also hope you'll comment over at the site if you do (or don't). It's my first story available to read online since last September. I need to pull my socks up.

WIP Wednesday: It's the 1920s in my Head

Thanks to a thunderstorm - I swear, I haven't seen rain like that all year - I've just finished the first draft of a Fantastical Fifty story - And the bride wore ashes. I'm going to start another draft later this evening and when that's done, I'll let it stew for a few weeks. Looks like my fifty first sentences experiment is a win--even if I only end up with two stories from it. But of course, I want more. *Stomps feet* (Finished first story at the weekend - Kodak Dragons and had to send it out after only a little sleep because a deadline was looming -  looks over shoulder and hopes editor isn't reading).

Fantastical Fifty first line: Maud pulled a snow globe out of the dead man’s suitcase and shook it.
Acutal (first draft) first line: The snow globe offered a flurry of ashes.
Resemblance to original idea: 10%*

Current Word Count: 2,374 words
Things Found Here: Empty graves, a wedding dress made of moths, a Buster Keaton lookalike groom and a church made of ice lolly sticks.

I'm also compiling ideas etc for my next book. I have my title - and I love, love, love it - but I'm not revealing it yet because its brilliance will blind you...

*Percentage figures are not acurate, get over it.

Surreal Snow Globes.

You type in something simple in Google and the next thing you're lusting over the most surreal, gorgeous, hideous snow globes. No hideous, is such a wrong word as the work of Walter Martin & Paloma Munoz is disturbingly beautiful. I was only looking for a picture of a snow globe for the blog post announcing the new title of my WIP and the next I'm in full-on lust mode.

Anyhow, this is how the original post should have read, and still does for the most part...

I retitled my WIP YA (welcome to acronymn city), Horrifiques, about a week ago. At first I was sitting with Snow Glass Globe, which I still adore but an Amazon search revealed it was too close to 'Snow Glass, Apples' by Neil Gaiman. I know titles aren't copyrighted and it's not even the same title but horror upon horror you don't want your story compared to Gaiman, it's a lose-lose situation. so I've played with words, swapped them around and finally settled on, Grim Glass Vein. I hope you approve and if you don't - :/) I work better with a title I love.