I’ve been having a great, literary couple of weeks, with reading for the Cork and Dublin launches (yes, two launches!) of the handsome Penny Dreadful (by the way, there’s accepting submission for their second issue until March 31st), and three (yes, three!) stories accepted by worthy representatives of the jungly literary magazine world.
There’ll be a short piece in The Wayfarer (my first attempt at non-fiction), a “journal of contemplative literature” which features travel writing, stories, poetry and photography; a short, far-fetched tale about a giant who keeps on growing in the good old (by online-mag standards – they’ve been up since 2004!) decomP; another short based on the troubles physicist Shrödinger might have had in everyday life in the theme-issued, lovingly illustrated British Popshot.
Visit these magazines, they’re worth it. And I swear my stories don’t have a tenth of the brackets I used here! (or exclamation marks!)
Now quick, back to the isolator!