How Could I Already Be Hungry?: A James Tate Hill Mystery

The number of people, including your friends, who think the only reason their work isn't being published is because writers from marginalized communities are taking their slots is truly astonishing.

YES YES.

The number of people, including your friends, who believe writers from marginalized communities manage to publish books *because* they represent a marginalized community is truly astonishing.

We Lived on the Horizon A bio-prosthetic surgeon and her personal AI are drawn into a revolution in this “haunting, suspenseful, and nuanced look at the future we may alre...

Happy paperback pub day to me.
We Lived on the Horizon has achieved its final form (thankfully before sapient cities decide they need to do a population correction via class).
www.simonandschuster.com/books/We-Liv...

What Nobody’s Telling Querying Writers About What’s Happening to Publishing Right Now I’ve started this post four times.

"The books that get dropped, the authors who find themselves quietly deprioritized, the manuscripts that don’t make the cut in a leaner acquisition season disproportionately belong to BIPOC, disabled, queer, and neurodiverse authors." vickyweberbooks.substack.com/p/what-nobod...

Somebody on FB recommended this ice cream they sell at Whole Foods, but when I went to the store it was all behind a paywall. SMH

Feel like I made some questionable choices not to have heard Kim Gordon singing Addicted to Love prior to today.

Her: I've got 3 pages.
me: Still 1 page.

Wife is working on her teaching boards. I am working on a novel.
"I wrote a page," she calls out.
"I wrote a page," I reply.
#WeWroteTwoPages

just wanna be successful enough to make people who have neither friended nor followed me on Facebook scroll angrily past my posts.

Little bit about myself: Jingle Bell Rock has been playing in my head since 1992.

If you have access to The Writer's Chronicle from AWP, don't miss their excerpt from Eric LeMay's book "The First 649 Days," new from Kent State. Big thanks to @jamestatehill.bsky.social and his colleagues for making it happen.

Screen shot of Tamiko Nimura’s essay “Unsilencing History” at the AWP Writer’s Chronicle with picture of hills and a river.

Screen shot of Tamiko Nimura’s book excerpt from A Place For What We Lose from the AWP Writer’s Chronicle.

Thanks to editor J.T. Hill for inviting me to write about my research process for A PLACE FOR WHAT WE LOSE, now out with an excerpt from the book at the AWP Writer’s Chronicle!
writerschronicle.awpwriter.org

Excited to have a CNF prompt in THE WRITER’S CHRONICLE today! This is behind a paywall, but if you’re an AWP member, you can sign in and read the full issue. Big thanks to @jamestatehill.bsky.social for inviting me to think about this.
writerschronicle.awpwriter.org/TWC/FY26/202...

So happy to share April's TWC w/ a deep dive into romantasy, Substack, lit mags +Ramona Ausubel gets you unstuck & excerpts from Emily Nemens & Kate Crane & Philip Schultz & so so so much more!

Yeah, one of my most misguided but wholesome get-rich-quick schemes.

Tried to give mine to a used bookstore and they were like nah.

Creative nonfiction that's just a list of all the print lit mags to which I once subscribed under the delusion that it would endear me to the editors while they read my submissions.

There's no money in poetry, as they say, but there's no money in short stories either.
What about novels?
No. All the money's in home repairs.

White Cat, Black Dog: Stories Stories

Y’all! The White Cat Black Dog ebook is currently 1.99 on all platforms. If you buy from bookshop.org, you can pick which indie bookstore you want your money to go to. 🖤🐈🖤

Got one from our HOA last week noting the correct and respectful way to display an American flag.

On our loveseat sits a sizeable afghan my grandmother knitted using only leftover yarn, and I just worked a sentence from a file of deleted novel scraps into my wip, so I know exactly what that's like.

Gave myself a deadline on this novel because I missed the feeling of resenting myself.

Girl, you must be my unpublished novel because I'm giving up on you and using parts of you in something else.

I can tell you a lot based on your favorite Prince song, like which album that song was on and what year it came out.

Vermicelli shoelaces in a Velcro world.

Writing is a lot like tying your shoes except your shoelaces are made of overcooked vermicelli.

I am "Alexa, play Baker Street" years old.

So jealous. Almost certain I watched that episode when it first aired.