The writer reanimated
Tuesday, July 29th, 2025 07:32 pmI finished the third Dix Dayton story today.
"Finished" for values including some brackets and asteroid research, of course. But it is a functional story with a beginning, middle, and end, and my alpha reader laughed at the right part. I first started this thing 2 years and 5 months ago, and it's had more false starts and changes of course than anything else I've ever written. Turns out, once I stopped trying to make it "sciencey" enough for Analog*, it's a perfectly fine little story and what remained to be done practically wrote itself. (For values of "wrote itself" that took all day and involved bribing myself with cookies, but hey, it worked.)
* For those who aren't aware, Analog was recently bought by an outfit called Must Read Publishing, along with Asimov's, F&SF, Ellery Queen, and Alfred Hitchcock. Unfortunately, the new owners have been sending out absurdly rights-grabby, author-unfriendly contracts. SFWA and assorted other entities have gotten involved, and the latest version of the contract I've seen is unquestionably an improvement -- but only because the first version was a dumpster fire on a train wreck that was plunging over a cliff. Now the fire is out and the train's back on the tracks, but it's all still sailing over the cliff edge. So I won't be sending this or any other story to any of the listed magazines until/unless this garbage stops and they offer a contract in line with industry standards and respectful of authors. Which sucks, because the editorial staff at Analog have always been lovely to work with, and they seem to like my stuff. But, silver lining in the tornado, taking that pressure off removed a wall that was stopping me far more than I realized, and let the story be what it wanted to be. Even if nobody else buys it either, that's worth a lot.
"Finished" for values including some brackets and asteroid research, of course. But it is a functional story with a beginning, middle, and end, and my alpha reader laughed at the right part. I first started this thing 2 years and 5 months ago, and it's had more false starts and changes of course than anything else I've ever written. Turns out, once I stopped trying to make it "sciencey" enough for Analog*, it's a perfectly fine little story and what remained to be done practically wrote itself. (For values of "wrote itself" that took all day and involved bribing myself with cookies, but hey, it worked.)
* For those who aren't aware, Analog was recently bought by an outfit called Must Read Publishing, along with Asimov's, F&SF, Ellery Queen, and Alfred Hitchcock. Unfortunately, the new owners have been sending out absurdly rights-grabby, author-unfriendly contracts. SFWA and assorted other entities have gotten involved, and the latest version of the contract I've seen is unquestionably an improvement -- but only because the first version was a dumpster fire on a train wreck that was plunging over a cliff. Now the fire is out and the train's back on the tracks, but it's all still sailing over the cliff edge. So I won't be sending this or any other story to any of the listed magazines until/unless this garbage stops and they offer a contract in line with industry standards and respectful of authors. Which sucks, because the editorial staff at Analog have always been lovely to work with, and they seem to like my stuff. But, silver lining in the tornado, taking that pressure off removed a wall that was stopping me far more than I realized, and let the story be what it wanted to be. Even if nobody else buys it either, that's worth a lot.