I’ve mentioned it a few times, but October has turned out to be quite the prolific month for me. Earlier, I was able to spew happily about my story “Sleepwalker,” which makes an appearance in Potter’s Field 6, and today is the blessed day I get to announce that my story “The Alley” is currently available at the Saturday Evening Post as a part of their New Fiction Friday feature.
Yeah. That Saturday Evening Post.
I may be a wee bit stoked.
“The Alley” tells the story of a young woman named Sara, who discovers a mysterious dark entity living in an alley in her neighborhood (which may or may not…but totally is…based on the neighborhood I lived in before my previous digs), and she becomes obsessed with figuring out its bizarre, unearthly nature. It’s a bit of an exploration on what is and what isn’t, what we perceive and what we don’t, and I’ve always really liked this story since it’s inception a while ago. It was written for an anthology that ultimately passed on it, and it went through several more rejections before I finally shot it off on a “why not?” whim to the last place I actually expected to accept it.
And they did. They freaking did.
So this particular story stands as a shining example to keep trying and to try even if you have big fat doubts about it. It received ten rejections before it landed in the Saturday Evening Post‘s hands, all but one of them from spec fic journals I thought would eat it right up. But sometimes the perceived audience isn’t the best audience; the best audience might be somewhere you’d never expect it to be. This business requires a lot of patience and a lot of persistence, because, while skill and talent are important, there’s also a good dose of something being in the right place at the right time. “The Alley” is a good example of that, but it wouldn’t be where it is now if I’d have self-censored myself and listened to the voice that said it wasn’t good enough for a journal like the Saturday Evening Post. You really never know until you try. Sometimes, you can’t even fathom it until you try. And that’s why you always have to try, even if it means trying something you can’t imagine ever working.
Please duck on over to the Saturday Evening Post and give it a look. I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.