The good news is that I am now the fiction and poetry editor for Apex Magazine. We'll reopen to submissions in June, with August as my first issue. I'm very excited about this, and I hope you'll submit. I'll do my best to give better than one line rejections and I'll definitely be blogging about what I learn in the process of learning to be an editor.
The bad news is: I can't make it to Wiscon this year.
This sucks, and I am aware of it. I had planned to go. And then Fairyland was nominated for the Norton, which awards are taking place in Florida just ten days before the con and are astronomically expensive. And then Palimpsest was nominated for the Lambda, which awards are taking place Thursday night during the con in New York. And BEA is that same week. And finally, I have the final draft of a novel due June 1st.
This year has in part been about learning that I am not a superhero, and I cannot actually be everywhere and do everything.
We are out of money on this front--to be honest, Readercon may have to go, too. The problem is that I am also out of energy. I have been running at full tilt for more than a year with no rest. Y'all may not have done the math, but I wrote three novels in five months there, and got married and before that I was touring the whole country, and I am in the extreme exhaustion zone. I also have some physical issues that I can't deal with until the insurance kicks in, so I feel safe in saying: I just don't have the spoons.
I hate this, because Wiscon is my home con and I love it. I never ever miss it. It is one of the best things in my life, and important to my heart, and I hate that I won't get to see my friends or take part this time. But I will break myself if I keep running at this speed. And then there will be no more books for anyone. I have to take care of myself. I have to rest. I can either push myself until I can't anymore, or I can recognize that my mind and body aren't ok.
I'll be at Wiscon next year. In fact, we'll be launching Fairyland at Wiscon, so I plan to have a room party and everything. I'll try never to miss it again. But I have to this year, and I hope you'll all understand and still love me in the morning.
This does mean I have two memberships and two dessert tickets to sell if anyone wants them. Please do let me know.