“Young Miss Frankenstein Regrets” live at Chizine

Reanimation gives rise to all sorts of
regrets, as one forgets the
repercussions sure to follow the
reappearance of the dead. . .

ChiZine  is holding a fund drive to cover operating expenses.  To support their campaign, they’ve relaunched the site with a new look, new content, and a Mega Issue, with poetry and fiction from past contributors to the magazine.

This week’s installment of the relaunch Mega Issue includes my poem “Young Miss Franenstein Regrets.”  Read fiction by  Joel Arnold, Scott Emerson Bull, Michael Colangelo, Richard Larson, Livia Llewellyn, Stewart O’Nan, and Stephen M. Wilson, and poetry from Camille Alexa, Charles Clifford Brooks III, P. S. Cottier, R. G. Evans, and Jennifer Jerome, all in one glorious place.

(artwork is Cactus Man by Odilon Redon, charcoal on paper, 1881)

“Sarah 87″ makes Tangent’s Recommended Reading list

Her flesh is pink and healthy. Her muscles bunch and contract beneath mine. Her lungs fill with air and her heart beats. Each night I lie my allotted minutes beside her, content to listen to the sound of her breathing, to watch the quiver of her breasts as her chest rises and falls. In all these ways she’s alive, though her mind is the dead vacant emptiness of a hive creature of Antholos System. . .

My short story “Sarah 87” receives a star on Tangent Online’s 2010 Recommended Reading list.  This story first appeared in issue #11 of Murky Depths, still available  at the site. 

Huge thanks to Tangent and to Nathan Goldman for the mention.

“Over a Narrow Sea” goes live at Beneath Ceaseless Skies

Beneath Ceaseless Skies - Issue #60

My short story “Over a Narrow Sea” has gone live at Beneath Ceaseless Skies magazine:

This is how I choose to remember it….

 The night was a rousing success. I swept down the main staircase just before the twelfth hour’s first strike on the great hall clock as my uncle proposed his toast to the infamous Warlord of Mekk and twelve hundred other guests. I’d dressed as my uncle ordered—in my best gown with its torturous collar digging into my neck, the tight-laced boots which hid my deformity, and that inane sash dangling from my left shoulder announcing my agecoming and my position as heir to the House of Toth. If I wore also a sharp knife strapped to my thigh and the glitter of rebellion in my eyes, well…there were no such orders for those. Those were all mine. . . .
Read the story free in its entirety here.

A Proposal for Perspective

My very short piece “A Proposal for Perspective” kicks off the December 2010 issue of Semaphore Magazine, which is gorgeous and free and from New Zealand, so it could hardly be more awesome.  A teaser:

 waxers wax lyrical of slipping into sleep,
of dipping into dreams
as though to be unconscious
for no certain duration and
with no certainty of waking
is somehow a welcome thing

how like death!
breathing, yes, but senseless . . . “

December 2010 Issue

Full issue includes “A Proposal for Perspective,” by Camille Alexa; “My Dad, the Tuatara,” by A. J. Fitzwater; “Dot Come,” by Alexandra Seidel; “Passport Revoked,” by Campbell Taylor; “Prometheus (revisited),” by Alexandra Seidel; “The Minotaur’s Wife,” by Megan Arkenberg; “Ms Brellin,” by Therese Arkenberg; and “Sounds After We Were Gone,” by H. Edgar Hix.

Io9 likes BREAKING WAVES charity anthology!

Breaking Waves showcases the fury and fragility of the sea
As posted on Io9:
“…In my humble opinion, Randy Tatano’s story “Backtiming” (deceptively simple, but keying into a fantasy I think a lot of us have entertained at some point), “Terra Incognita” by Camille Alexa (set in a deteriorating Antarctica in a dystopic near-future that is all too plausible), and Sarah Monette’s “After the Dragon” are worth the price of admission alone.”

To support this unique Gulf Coast charity anthology, check it out at the Book View Cafe.

Author Interview & Book Giveaway at The Red Penny Papers

I’m up in a short interview over at The Red Penny Papers, recent host to my serialized novella, “Particular Friends.”  Go check out our discussion of dream analysis, non-human characters, the slippery slope of inspiration, and the frailties of the weaker sex.

Those so inclined might also seize the opportunity to win a free copy of PUSH OF THE SKY via RPP‘s Serial Fiction Contest.

Lifted from RPP‘s site:

Particular Friends Contest

Particular Friends by Camille AlexaThe Booty:
A personalized bookplate-signed copy of Camille Alexa’s Endeavor Award finalist collection, Push of the Sky.
To enter:
1. Read Particular Friends by Camille Alexa.
2. Comment before December 31 ends! Leave a comment on one–or all–of the PF episodes. Each comment counts as an entry, so up your chances of winning by commenting on all five episodes. Only one comment per episode per reader counts.

“Occupational Hazards of the Late-Night Girl” is FREE in AUDIO

Occupational Hazards of the Late-Night Girl

“. . .Late-night shift at Compost was two to ten.  At the start of each shift I’d unload cardboard wine-boxes of dusty hardcover books and worn toys and dented silver–my boss Toni’s gleanings from yardsales, estate sales, thrift shops.  I’d carry them to the old kitchen of the 1930s bungalow which housed Compost Books, its lowish ceilings and antique linoleum painted in swirling dove-grey patterns like the feathers of freakish emus. . . “

The Sniplits audio version of “Occupational Hazards of the Late-Night Girl” is FREE this week at Sniplits.  If you’ve wanted to check out Sniplits, now’s your chance.  If you’ve wanted to read one of my more ‘literary’ stories, now’s your chance. If you just like getting something for free that usually costs money, now’s your chance.

The offer lasts just a few days, so don’t wait too long.  This story is also available in the anthology Tales of the Heart, Vol. 1.

 Tales of the Heart, vol. 1

Particular Friends, episode 5

The final episode of my serialized Victoriana gender-flip SF-ish novella, “Particular Friends,” is live over at The Red Penny Papers.  Snippet from Episode 5:

The richly attired man threw back the lid of a large box by the hearth–one I had supposed to hold spare kindling–and pulled forth rope and a bottle of lamp oil. All the while he muttered to himself under the guise of speaking to me. He was obviously utterly mad.

 “They thought they could hide it from me, the birth. They thought they could pass it off as some random deWinter by-blow. That was a bit of a surprise–deWinter of all people!–but not too farfetched. Besides, who’d care about a Jonathan deWinter?”

At the sound of my name, I began to feel the blood pumping through to the ends of my fingers and toes. Perhaps, with the help of this bit of adrenaline and some concentration on my part, I could regain use of my limbs! I must try, I told myself. I cursed the empty pot of tea on the table and the soporific it had obviously contained. . .

If you haven’t read the first installments,  Episode 1 here   / Episode 2 here /Episode 3 here / Episode 4 here.

sneak peek at Particular Friends, Episode 4

I’ll be on the road for the next few weeks, so connectedness may be spotty at best.  I’ll view it as a welcome opportunity to Write More.

Thought I’d best mention that my serialized novella “Particular Friends” will continue with its penultimate installment this weekend. A sneak peek at Episode 4 below:

Could it be so late? I sat on the edge of my bed and pulled on my boots, hastily fumbling at their buckles. A washbasin stood in one corner with a small mirror mounted on the wall above, and though the water was like ice I splashed a little upon my face and ran my fingers through my hair, hoping I looked presentable. Grabbing the only coat I owned, I raced downstairs, arriving breathless at the front desk. The porter there, a small, straight-backed, good-looking woman with three braids looped across her head, put down her book at my approach and raised one shapely brow.  

“Good Madam,” I panted, placing a hand across my chest to still my beating heart and catch my breath. “Forgive me, but what is the hour?” 

She didn’t have time to answer before a flurry of ice flakes and a blast of cold gusted into the room. I spun to see a massive shrouded figure, all motley fur and ivory claws like raking daggers, lumbering through the front door. My chest seized up and my knees turned liquid.

 . . . Read Episode 4 of “Particular Friends“ up at The Red Penny Papers this weekend. If you haven’t read the first installments,  Episode 1 here   / Episode 2 here /Episode 3 here .

“Particular Friends” – Episode 3

Still at Orycon. Schedule here. Super congratulations to David Marusek on his Endeavour Award win.  Don’t forget to come to Powell’s Books AuthorFest in Portland this Sunday!

Episode 3 of my serialized novella “Particular Friends” is now live!

The unseemly circumstances of Christopher’s death assured my pariah’s stature among the other boys for good. No amount of friendly overtures on their parts could dispel the taint of scandal hanging about me like a cloud. “A suicide!” I heard them whisper at the back of classrooms and in the dining hall, “… And you know they were most particular friends!”

Episode 1 here  <> Episode 2 here