Lest I forget, the Locus Poll for best Everything SFnal of 2011 is now online here.
You do not have to be a Locus subscriber to take part in this poll. You do not have to vote for one of the suggested works or persons. There are plenty of write-in spaces provided.
Yes, we have cats in this race, too.
“Guaranteed Delivery,” published at Splinter Universe on September 12, 2011 (Now available in eChapbook Courier Run, available from the Kindle Store, the Nook Store and from Smashwords)
“Russians in My Head,” by Steve Miller. Published at Splinter Universe on October 31, 2011; available to be read for free
“Kin Ties,” published at Splinter Universe, August 12, 2011 (Now available in eChapbook Courier Run, available from the Kindle Store, the Nook Store and from Smashwords)
“The Space at Tinsori Light,” published at Splinter Universe on November 10, 2011. Collected in Legacy Systems: Adventures in the Liaden Universe® Number 19 and available at the Nook and Kindle stores.
“Intelligent Design,” published on the Baen Website in July 2011. Compilation of all the free Baen stories here (free download). Also collected in Legacy Systems: Adventures in the Liaden Universe® Number 19 and available at the Nook and Kindle stores.
“Skyblaze,” published by SRM Publisher, Ltd., February 2011 (Now available in eChapbook Skyblaze, available from the Kindle Store, the Nook Store and from Smashwords)
Ghost Ship, Baen Books, August 2011.
Please vote responsibly, and only once. Mr. Kelly abhors ballot-box stuffing, as he should. Please be truthful about your gender.
IN OTHER NEWS, I broke down and ordered in a micro-sd card for the new Galaxy Tab, which now rejoices in a name!
I’m about a third of the way through the line edit of the first 70,000-odd words of Necessity’s Child. Because of the long time that I’ve been away from the story, due to finishing Dragon Ship and then haring off to Chattanooga, I have declared that same 70,000-odd A Draft. It’s a little shorter than I’d’ve liked for a draft, and I didn’t get all the way to the end, but I am within shouting distance of the end, and I might as well true up everything in the first seven-tenths before I go running downhill with my arms windmilling, and screaming at the top of my lungs.
I’ve done a teensy structural change, the result of which pleases me inordinately, and makes the story feel much stronger. Funny how sometimes it’s just one little thing…