As of today, I am 39 years old—a dreadfully immature 39, I think, but as the saying goes, in every old man’s body there is a young man wondering what the hell happened. However, all is well:
This summer I’m an intern at the excellent and extremely cool Univocal Publishing, which is taking up much of my time. When not copy-editing, hunting down citations, and translating for Univocal, I’m working on my dissertation, gardening, and doing my best to soak up the sunshine while avoiding all the hideous bloodsucking insects. Not writing enough fiction, but “Passe ta thèse d’abord,” as the French say. I think when I finish it’ll be like throwing off a terrible iron yoke and I’ll feel weirdly light and free forever after.
However, there is a little writing news, which is that Apex Magazine has accepted my short story “Mag, the Habitat and We” for publication. No word yet on when “Mag” will appear, but I am extremely happy that I’ll be in Apex again. Also forthcoming is “Skills to Keep the Devil in His Place,” scheduled to appear in Shimmer sometime in November, and “Rat King” offering to creep you the fuck out later in July. ‘Til then: I’ll wish happy birthday to me, and to you, happy summer, with all the coffee and ice cream you can handle.