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Thanks, RL.

https://writersrumpus.com/2018/02/02/...
The article keys off my recent article in the BULLETIN, the journal of the Society of Children’s Book Writers & Illustrators.
Ted

I will need help with my English English, if you get my drift. (;>)

Submission on the way, Sarah.

Yeah, I just saw that. But in reviewing the winners, I see that I had only entered one story du..."
I have no idea what's going on.

At this point, my writing of Flash Fiction is like my wife playing her daily game of solitaire. Pure enjoyment, and it keeps the mind alive because I can jump from genre to genre. I love finding appropriate photographs (or purchasing them) and then, giving voice to the characters. Some stories are humorous, others not so. All are fun to write.

That is EXACTLY the conclusion I finally came to, Alex. I love the freedom I have over my books, their release, marketing, and so forth. Most of all, I can't stand delays, and from what I read, it can take a year or more after a book is "sold" to a legacy publisher before it sees the light of day. That's nonsense! I've got five books in the works right now, all to be released this year (the first starting on February 5th). A legacy publisher would drive me freakin' crazy.

Fingers crossed, Dale.
I went through this with several of my books a few years ago and documented what happened on my blog. I've listed all the agents I contacted and the results (who responded, who didn't). My genre was mystery/thriller, both adult and YA. You may want to look over my lists before submitting to a particular agent. It could save you time, money, and heartache.
https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog...

https://www.indiesunlimited.com/2018/...
Congratulations, Dale.

Ted: The workshop was cancelled in January due to snow, so I haven't seen anyone from there since December. I generally only send out one or two emails a month to let peop..."
I wonder what's up with the editors...not a peep about their choices going back to what? June submissions from last year?

You need to call out the cavalry, Dale. What happened to that class you were teaching? Time to rally the troops!

This is terrific news, Carole.

The stories are here, in the comments. Mine is the 6th one.
To vote, go here.
Thank you!"
Gotcha covered.
Ted

I'm sure the RW..."
Woman readers (who dominate book sales) + sex = sales
Pretty straight forward, from where I sit.


Theodore Jerome Cohen Wins Flash Fiction Challenge
Thanks for your support, gang.
IU has changed their rules. From now on, an author can win only ONE weekly competition each month. Such being the case, I’ll be back next month to rejoin the fight. In the meantime, if you want to continue participating/voting in these weekly competitions, feel free to sign up on the site:
https://www.indiesunlimited.com/
Have a great weekend.
Ted
Theodore Jerome Cohen (aka Alyssa Devine)

Ted
https://www.indiesunlimited.com/2018/...
PS Here's the story (the theme this week is By the Light of the Moon), in the event it is taken down from the site:
Leonie rejected the occult and things like alligators foretelling death. It was enough to tolerate her poor sainted mother Philomine’s dependence on tarot cards, palm readings, and crystal balls as well as the many superstitions foisted on her from the time she was little. From childhood on, for example, Leonie had been told her brother Otis’s mouth was crooked because he had slept with the Moon shining on his face.
To Leonie, anything derived from tarot cards and other such contrivances was as worthless as were the horoscopes found in her daily newspaper. Born under Leo, the fifth astrological sign of the zodiac, she’d laugh out loud over breakfast every morning after randomly selecting one sign upon another, reading the associated horoscope, and thinking about how it applied to her life. As far as she was concerned, the horoscope for a Scorpio, say, on any given day was as relevant to her life as was the horoscope provided under her own sign. “What a crock!” she would utter with disdain.
So, when the Louisiana State Police found Otis—who everyone agreed had been born under a bad sign—drowned in the bayou west of Levee Road one morning, exactly as had been foretold by Madam Ophelia, the fortunate teller on the north side of Lebeau, Leonie concluded knowing the future was not such a good thing after all. From that point forward, in fact, she decided there would be no more visits to Madam Ophelia’s. No more tarot readings, period!
Alyssa Devine