So this was April 2019

4 May

I’ve made 79 new submissions. 80 rejections. 4 acceptances.
3 withdrawn, none not received as of yet.

Shots Of Repatriated Bastard & Sam, I Am both sold on Jan 21st to Jouth Vol 2.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused) was accepted by CafeLit. (Please note, this was not a sale. No money was involved)
The Subaudibles sold on Mar 18th to Aurora Wolf.

There are currently 25 stories out in submission:-

_april out in subs

I’ve got 1 story awaiting publication in the near future.
How Have The Mighty Fallen? will appear in Insignia Vol 7.

I’m still hopeful that Tuck & Roll will be published this year, 2 yrs after it was sold.

The Razors Edge is now out in issue 1 of The Weird And Whatnot.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused) is available to read for free at CafeLit.
The Subaudibles is available to read for free at Aurora Wolf.

One story has been placed on hold as the market may use it later this year. I won’t say who, out of respect. Please don’t ask who it is?

It was a quiet month during April, and not because of Camp NaNo either. I gave up on that on the 8th, I wasn’t in a good headspace but I’m hoping the reason for that will resolve itself soon.

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Bibliography Page for Ray Daley

23 Apr

Below is links to my submitted published work. My self-pubbed work won’t be listed here.
If it’s free, there’s a direct link to the story. If it’s in an anthology, I’ve linked to where you can buy it.

Return From Red Zone. 365tomorrows. Jan 12, 2013
The Man Who Was Twelve Bears. Linguistic Erosion. January 16, 2013
Ground Zero. Linguistic Erosion. January 19, 2013
The Last Mighty One. Linguistic Erosion. January 24, 2013
The Keepers, Kept. Linguistic Erosion. April 7, 2013
The Armstrong Moment. Linguistic Erosion. May 15, 2013
Salary Man. 365tomorrows. May 28, 2013
Come In Number 13, Your Time Is Up! Linguistic Erosion. August 20, 2013
Back From The War. Farther Stars Than These. March 20, 2014
First Impressions. The Sirens Call, ezine 14. April, 2014.
The Waiting Room. Steps In Time. March, 2015.
Wipeout. Ealaín Issue 11. September, 2015.
Seeing Double. Deserts of Fire: Speculative Fiction and the Modern War. December 7, 2016.
The Catch. The Weretraveler. Sept 3, 2017.
The Dirtheads of Duke Street. CEA Greatest Anthology Written. October 10, 2017.
The Dionesian Wave. When You’re Strange: An Anthology of Strangers. November 5, 2017.
Call Girl. Neural Nets, Uplinks, and Wet ware; The Complete Set (The Astounding Outpost Presents Book 2) November 30, 2017.
The Early Years. Timeless Tales Issue 9. Dcember 12, 2017.
An Improper State of Mind. Mind Candy. February 5, 2018
The Doomsday Machine Retires. Monstrosities. March 3, 2018.
Muse. Cat Tails: War Zone. March 16, 2018.
Not According to Design. Mythic, #7. July, 2018.
Uncle Ping’s Evening Farewell. Insignia, Vol 5. July 19, 2018.
The Girl on Platform Two. Jouth, Vol. 1. November 1, 2018.
The Razors Edge. The Weird and Whatnot #1. February 28, 2019
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused). CafeLit. March 8, 2019
The Subaudibles. Aurora Wolf. Apr 1, 2019

PLEASE NOTE! This is an on-going project & subject to updates.

That Thing I’m Not Allowed To Talk About

9 Apr

I’ve known since November of last year. It’s a thing, a nice thing.

I’m going to be doing that thing soon. I can only say soon, because there’s no official date set in stone, as of yet. I asked, I was told “We’re going in X month” (because I’m not allowed to talk about it) so I thought ‘Okay, I can do that.’

Obviously, it’s hard to make a post about a thing where you aren’t allowed to provide any solid details. I have to respect the person who got me into the thing, it’s their project really, I’m just a passenger on that particular bus. Once that person announces it’s an actual thing, then fuck, all bets are off, I will be spilling my guts!

TL; DR:- There’s a thing, I’m involved, still not allowed to talk about it yet. Sorry.

So this was Mar 2019

1 Apr

I’ve made 72 new submissions. 66 rejections. 4 acceptances.
3 withdrawn, none not received as of yet.

Shots Of Repatriated Bastard & Sam, I Am both sold on Jan 21st to Jouth Vol 2.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused) was accepted by CafeLit. (Please note, this was not a sale. No money was involved)
The Subaudibles sold on Mar 18th to Aurora Wolf. If you are reading this on or after April 1st 2019, it’s now up at their site.

There are currently 30 stories out in submission:-

_currently out in subs

I’ve got 1 story awaiting publication in the near future.
How Have The Mighty Fallen? will appear in Insignia Vol 7.

I’m still hopeful that Tuck & Roll will be published this year, 2 yrs after it was sold.

The Razors Edge is now out in issue 1 of The Weird And Whatnot.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused) is available to read for free at CafeLit.

2019 Award Eligibility

6 Mar

I’m going to start this post now (I know it’s only March!) so it’s easy to find things that were published this year.

Everything listed below will be Nebula & Hugo eligible in the short story category:-

Feb:- “The Razors Edge” from the Issue#1 of The Weird And Whatnot:-https://www.amazon.co.uk/Weird-Whatnot-February-28th-2019-ebook/dp/B07PB8ZD56

waw coverThis is also eligible for a Stoker Award.

 

So this was Feb 2019

6 Mar

I’ve made 60 new submissions. 46 rejections. 3 acceptances.
3 withdrawn, none not received as of yet.

Shots Of Repatriated Bastard & Sam, I Am both sold on Jan 21st to Jouth Vol 2.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused)  was accepted by CafeLit.
(Please note, this was not a sale. No money was involved)

There are currently 39 stories out in submission:-

currently out in submission

I’ve got 2 stories awaiting publication in the very near future.
How Have The Mighty Fallen? will appear in Insignia Vol 7.
Two Tickets To The End Of The World (Unused) should appear on CafeLit on March 8th 2019.

I’m still hopeful that Tuck & Roll will be published this year, 2 yrs after it was sold.

The Razors Edge is now out in issue 1 of The Weird And Whatnot.

I’m hopeful that more sales will happen soon, but I’m not going to hope too much.
I was shutdown for a short period during February, times are difficult and a lot of rejections came on top of several withdrawals and I lost faith totally.

I’m not saying I’m fully back on track, but I am submitting again, and writing if the mood takes me.

 

Rejection Letters To The Afterlife (Flashfic by Ray Daley)

23 Feb

Published with my heartfelt apologies to the always delightful Charlie Finlay who read then politely rejected this. Neil Clarke didn’t want it either.

Rejection Letters To The Afterlife
22/12/17
By Ray Daley

(original idea inspired by Joanna Maciejewska from Twitter)

“Charlie?” Megan read the printout a third time, just to be certain. “Got a rejection going to the afterlife here? Is that a misprint, or does my address book need updating?”

Charlie Finlay stuck his head around the office door. “You screamed?”

Megan nodded, holding up the printout. “What in gods name is this, Charlie? Rejection letter to the afterlife?”

The rest of his body slid out of the door. Charlie looked at his feet. “Oh, yes. That guy – he’s dead I’m afraid. Sorry Megan. Look under D, for Daley.”

Charlie tensed, fully aware of the reaction that was about to happen. It was a damn good job he had, too.

Megan started hyperventilating. Then she finally screamed, “You’ve got a medium on speed dial? The note under here reads ‘Ouija board in the supply closet. Do not throw away’.’ Charlie, as much as I love this job, you can fuck right off there!”

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It took two hours to calm Megan down. Along with three Valium tablets, a shot of neat Jack Daniels and a large raise. By which time the medium had arrived at the office.

“Hey Charlie. You must be Megan? She’s new Charlie, what happened to the last one? Never mind, I’m Maggie. Nice to meet you. So, we’re sending another rejection notice to Mister Daley? Doesn’t let a little thing like death stop him from sending you new stories, does he Charlie?”

Megan quietly mouthed, “Last one?” to herself.

“Pass me the letter, love.” Maggie clicked her fingers in front of Megan’s face. “Megan? The letter, please?”

Eventually Megan snapped out of it and handed the printout across the desk.

As Maggie scanned the document, she mumbled out loud to herself. “Thank you for sending, not a good fit, made me laugh, look forward to seeing your next submission. Oh, that’s a nice one Charlie. He almost made it this time then?”

Charlie nodded. “Fell at the final cut, sadly. He does good work, I’m sure whoever he left his archive to will find the right story pretty soon. Shall we get on with this then?”

Placing the Ouija board in the centre of the table, Maggie nodded. “We’ll try the seance first. See if young Mister Daley is in a chatty mood or not, eh?”

So Maggie and Charlie joined hands.

Maggie called over, “Megan, we need a third dear. Otherwise this won’t work.”

“I’ll approve your travel claims, if you help us out?” Charlie offered.

She was over there like a flash, grabbing their hands before she regretted it.

Maggie closed her eyes. “I call on the energies of all present, guide my mind across the ether. Help me find this departed soul. Raymond Daley, can you hear us?”

Silence.

Maggie smiled. “Don’t be disheartened, this isn’t an exact science. I’ll try again. If everyone can concentrate for me please, and try to keep your minds clear. That’s fantastic, Megan. Just like that. Why can’t you be that relaxed, Charlie? You really should try golf.”

Charlie just rolled his eyes at her.

“Okay, focus back to me again please. We are trying to reach the essence of Raymond Daley. We have a message about your story submission to Fantasy and Science Fiction. Raymond Daley, are you there?”

The planchette on the Ouija board started to twitch.

“Ooo, I think he’s coming through another way Charlie. Go ahead Raymond, we feel you among us.”

The planchette quickly moved from letter to letter.

I prefer Ray, actually.

Maggie blushed. “Sorry, Ray. I’ve got a message from Charlie Finlay.”

About my story? Cool. Go ahead.

“Dear Raymond, thank you for your submission “The Shape Of Come To Things“. Sadly it wasn’t a good fit for this issue, but it certainly made me laugh. I want you to know this only just missed the last cut so I hope you will submit again in the near future. Good luck with finding this story another home. All the best, Charlie Finlay. F&SF.”

Is Charlie there with you?

“Yes Ray.”

Tell him he can sod off, okay? And tell him to toss that bloody Ouija board away too, it’s giving me a terrible migraine. Fella can’t even be dead in peace now. I’ll let my executor know not to submit there again. Ray Daley, signing off from the netherworld. Tell my tweeps I love them!

Then finally the planchette shattered across the table into thousands of tiny pieces.

Charlie let out a sigh. “That’s a shame, he was a bloody good writer. Funny bugger, too. Megan?”

“Yes Charlie?”

“Can you be a dear and put Ray’s details into our ‘do not contact again‘ folder please? Then you can have the rest of the week off on full pay. I don’t know about you Maggie, but I could murder a drink?”

Maggie smiled at him. “Does this mean I won’t be needed again then, Charlie?”

As he was getting his jacket, Charlie looked across the office at her. “Of course not, Maggie. I still need you. How else am I going to talk to Isaac Asimov? He still owes me three short fic pieces.”

THE END.