Who the hell is that?

I managed two short fiction submissions this morning. One was to an anthology with a deadline and the other was to a literary magazine that I’ve never submitted to before. One submission was e-mail, the other postal. Both stories were very short: 950 and 1300 words respectively. One has a 1-word title, the other a 2-word title. One has barely ever been submitted before, the other has more frequent flier miles than I do. I love ’em both.

I am: Olaf Stapledon Standing outside the science fiction “field”, he wrote fictional explorations of the futures of whole species and galaxies.

I have no idea who that is.

The temperature is actually approaching seasonal around here. It’s down to 68° and promise to drop down to the forties overnight, with weekend highs in the fifties and sixties.