
On a personal/professional note, this was also home of my hands-down most validating sale. For Volume Eight, Ellen Datlow picked up "The Sloan Men." The story was my fourth-ever short fiction publication, and imagine my wide-eyed wonder at seeing it proximate to a piece by Steven Millhauser, not far from stories by Neil Gaiman and Stephen King and Ray Bradbury and Jonathan Carroll.
So: imagine my personal and professional sadness at seeing this fine anthology go down.
Now go back to your own personal and professional sadness, because the loss of YBFH is really a loss for all of us: for we readers, who'll be deprived of an annual omnibus of excellent fiction pulled from high places and obscure nooks; and for we authors, who've lost a place where, if we sing sweet enough, sometimes we can share the stage with the Roy Orbisons, the Charlie Parkers, of the fantastic.
Happily, Ellen's year-end round up of the horror genre lives on. Night Shade Books has snapped up her services for at least two years of The Best Horror Of The Year, a horror-only anthology. But there is a fantasy-shaped hole in the publishing world - made larger this week by the demise of a primary-source fantasy outlet, the glossy magazine Realms Of Fantasy.
Goddamn it.
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Feb. 1 addendum: And The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, I heard last night, is moving from monthly to bi-monthly publication.
Double dammit.



