Shameless self-promotion and hello, not dead

So I totally spaced on promoting the November issue of Fuckit, which contains “The Modern Eurydice: to Orpheus in the Autumn of the Plague Year,” so that came out. I got a little distracted by … I dunno, some political event. No, the other one. No, no–the one that happened right around the time the whole Supernatural finale thing went down. That one.

Today we have issue 5, which includes “Is This Your First Apocalypse?” which–I kid you the fuck not–I finished on January 5th. You know, the day before the other political event. That ms got sent to the editor with a cover letter of just HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Yeah, prophetic, whee …

(Okay, I really hate the new WP editor with the blocks. Just let me type, goddammit.)

Not much else going on. Well, in my personal life, anyway. I’m just sitting around, writing some stuff, trying to get used to reading news I actually … like hearing? What? That’s a thing?

I’m also buying a gazillion notebooks and some pens. Because they make me happy.

Published by Laura E. Price

I read (you can check out my Goodreads if you want; it's linked on my blog). I write (I’ve been published in Cicada, On Spec, Strange Horizons, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Betwixt, Metaphorosis, Gallery of Curiosities, The Cassandra Project; the stuff that’s available online is linked on my blog). I plan for the inevitable zombie apocalypse and welcome the coming of the gorilla revolution. Or the anarchist rabbits. Whichever happens first. (I also blame my husband for basically everything.)

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