Yesterday, the mail brought me a positive package on what was otherwise a reflective and occasionally sad day (the first anniversary of Sahma’s death). I was going to post a memorial of sorts for Sahma here, but instead, I’ll keep that particular grief private.
So … the package, you ask? My contributor copy of French magazine Borderline. My story “Wrack” (originally published in Shards) was kindly translated and reprinted in Borderline, and the whole thing is a class act. Of particular note is that I’m headlining the contents on the cover, and my story was first cab off the rank. They even had a mugshot of me in there, which was a bit spesh. Oh yeah, did I mention the half-naked tentacle chicks with blue nipples on the front cover. The French are fabulous, huh? 😛
So yeah, still big in France. In fact, I have a French reprint of my story “The Cutting Room” (the one that was nominated for Spain’s Premios Ignotus – the Spanish national SF awards) coming out in a French anthology (which I’m very much looking forward to!), and with a touch of luck, some other stories coming from the Continent sometime thereafter.
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