Regenesis, of sorts

First up, six hundred words last night, another thousand words today, and I find myself with a new short story. Borrowing from Biblical sources yet again (and yet again twisting them in all sorts of strange directions), I have Genesis Six.

Here is an excerpt (from the Bible AND the story), the passage from which the story is extraoplated:

“And the LORD said, I will destroy Man whom I hath created from the face of the earth; both Man, and beast, and the creeping thing, and the fowls of the air; for it repenteth me that I hath made them.”

– Genesis 6:7

And here is a sample of my own from the story:

Libby’s eyes drifted to the revolver on the passenger seat. Sleek and deadly, it was a discreet death within easy reach. Searching the mirror, her eyes drifted between her veiled daughter and horizon beyond.

The oppressive rumble deepened, reverberating through her skull and rattling the windows ever so slightly. The wind carried screams from afar. Agonised screams.

I think I may submit this to a new professional magazine in the US, entitled Surreal. As with Shadowed Realms, I know the importance of supporting up and coming publications. These guys also look slick n sexy, a potential class act.

Onto other things…

The TAG Hungerford Award, the finest literature prize in Western Australia, for writers without a major novel-length publication, is causing me some serious headaches. Perhaps it is ego, but I believe my collection, Disparate Whispers, has real potential. The winner receives $5000 and publication by Fremantle Arts Centre Press. Two runners up may also receive publication.

My problem? Disparate Whispers is already two and a half months into the evaluation at FACP. I have been advised I can withdraw it, and then enter it into the Award. The only problem is the winner is announced in Febraury 2005. If I enter, I then set any publication date for the collection back by at least six months. Furthermore, if it doesn’t rate highly, I will have to wait another 3-6 months with another publisher (or FACP again) before it may be published (assuming it is accepted of course).

If I stick with the programme and ignore the award, the folks at FACP will give me a decision by September. If they reject it, I can then look elsewhere, and not be behind the eightball for six to nine months.

The only other consideration is I will be adding some strong stories to the collection line up, to boost it beyond 50,000 words. These will include Autobahn Dance, The Dread Seasons Quartet, and perhaps Dying Roses, my latest Genesis Six, or one or two others. It’s already a strong collection, but these additions will certainly boost the appeal.

Sounds like Ange and I have some decisions to make in the next day or so.