Life as a Moving Target...a continuation by Erin Zarro
Poetry about living with chronic illness.
The Dangers of Creation; or, A Machine to Rival Man by Siri Paulson
After all, we've shown you some of ours.
It's been nearly three years since our intrepid quartet launched Turtleduck Press with Knight Errant, Hidden Worlds, and Life as a Moving Target. In the seven books, many free stories, and lots of blog posts since, we at Turtleduck Press have learned much and had a great time doing it. Now we're looking to take the next step: TDP is looking for new members. As Kit Campbell mentioned in her blog post, we're excited!
We're a publishing co-op and we're good friends. If you'd like to join our merry band, please have a look at our Call For Submissions.
Good luck, and may the best manuscript win!
Return with your keyboard, or on it!
Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?
And other moving and inspirational speeches!
I love to read. I love to curl up in an armchair with a mug of cocoa and an enjoyable book and while away the afternoon in the middle of someone else's adventure.
I'm pretty sure most writers (and bibliophiles of all sorts) do as well. ("I hate books, so I'm going to be a writer," said no one ever.)
That's why I'm so excited that we're opening up for submissions tomorrow!
Are you the "ooh, shiny!" type? The sort who picks up a new hobby or fascination, runs with it for a while and possibly learns everything there is to know about it, and then drops it for the next new thing?
My latest obsession? Vegetable gardening.
Now, I know this isn't an earth-shattering hobby. But I own land for the first time, or more precisely a house with a big backyard that was a vegetable garden for years. The soil is great; there's no grass, and it seems a shame to put in new grass and cover up even some of that rich earth.
So I'm gardening.
We actually moved in last spring, but we were a little busy with other life stuff, so we had a minimal garden. Our next-door neighbour, a very kind and very Italian grandmother, planted tomatoes and basil for us, and her mint crept under the fence to join them. All of it grew like crazy. And I have to tell you...the satisfaction of picking and eating food out of our own yard was amazing. We didn't have to buy any tomatoes for weeks...and we eat a lot of tomatoes.
We were hooked.