I just made a sale to OG's Speculative Fiction for my poem, "'53 Unbound." It took two rewrites to close the deal (the second was just one word), but I'm happy the poem has found a home. It was inspired by my September "from '53 to 53 birthday," so it's nice to know that being middle-aged has its uses. :-)
It didn't take long for me to receive my comeuppance for gloating about L.A.'s fine winter weather:
I've never experienced such a sustained period of cold weather in the 18 years we've been here. Last night one of the small pipes connected to our sprinkler system out back popped a cork, presumably because it froze. Luckily, the pipe just required a new cap, so it was a 68-cent repair that Bob was able to handle without calling a plumber. Let's hope all goes well tonight.
While Bob was out back, he caught a rather surrealistic scene down the hill. Apparently our neighbors also experienced a broken pipe, and the neighbor-lady was trying to hold back the water that was gushing out of the pipe, all the while ranting and swearing. Bob heard her yell to someone in the house, "This is a man's job!" I wonder who she was yelling at. :-) Although I'm sorry they had plumbing problems, I couldn't help but chuckle when Bob described the scene.
As I mentioned in a previous post, Raven Electrick will be reopening to submissions in February. Of course, a couple of folks have decided to seize the day, and send early. I've tried to avoid being Madame Snark on the guidelines page, because, as a writer, I don't much like bitchy guidelines myself , but I can certainly see why some editors think it's necessary to lay down the law. I mention in four different spots on the page that submissions should be sent in February. Could it be any clearer? Anyhoo, as the sweetest and friendliest FYI, subs sent before February 1 are automatically rejected, and will receive no reply other than the auto-response. [Bats eyelashes and smiles demurely.]
Let's stay warm out there. :-)