Showing posts with label Flashes in the Dark. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flashes in the Dark. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Commission vs. Submission

No school today (yippee!). More below.

I'm a geek for word origins (etymology). In follow up to yesterday's post, I started thinking about the words commission and submission. As a writer, I've had exactly one commission. It was nice, my highest per word rate to date (a whopping 2 cents a word). Granted, as a piece of flash, it was only 1000 words (so I earned 20 bucks). Whoot.

Everything else has been via submission. Different world...and more competition.

Basically, the difference lies in the those two words: commission and submission. A commission is an assignment (from words meaning commit and mission); an editor/publisher comes to the writer and requests something. The writer writes to specifications. Hit it big enough, the door will open for a writer to receive more commissions. The pay rate is generally higher (from what I've learned) because the editor is trying to sell the idea to the writer. Supply (the work from that particular writer) is limited.

In the more typical submission model, the writer is trying to sell to the editor. Submission traces its history through Late Middle English and Latin, once upon a time carrying the denotation a letting down. When a writer submits, they take a lesser role. They join the horde trying to squeeze through the door. Understandably, the pay rates are going to be less. (Um, remember supply and demand...more stories=less pay for stories)

Ironically, submission requires an author to be on their 'A' game. There is a horde at the door, and even the worst FTL markets reject work occasionally, regardless of what other POVs may suggest. (You can't bank on Duotrope for accurate numbers, that's for sure...I'm not accepting 50+% of subs to 52 Stitches...no where near that, in fact) Competition brings out the best (and worst). Competition makes those at the top better. It does. (there are downsides to competition, but I'll reserve those for a later discussion)

Maybe, when a writer becomes good enough to garner commissions on a regular basis, it's because all those submissions did their job. Maybe a writer gets better through competition, first at the little mags, growing stronger and making better sales. It doesn't have to be every writers' journey, but it's a legitimate path...every bit as legit as landing a bestseller and then writing sub-par work on commission (as some "pros" invariably do). Pro writing isn't a clear line on the playground; if it was, as I said yesterday, everyone would eventually cross that line. Writing, like all art, will always be subjective.

...so, rant over. Like a said, snow day today. I should say "ice" day because there just isn't much snow. (see the picture from my front door)


But...the ice continues to fall. Ice is dangerous, I 'spose, and I do teach in a rural district. So I'm off to write our family Christmas letter. My wife, luv ya, thinks this should be easy because "I'm a writer". Har. I don't think any of my weird, dark magical realism, horror-fantasy will work in the letter.

If you're still reading, and I salute you if you are, you can roll over to Flashes in the Dark and read "Bleeding the Trees". I wrote it for Northern Haunts (talk about competition...didn't I know other people would write about maple trees?), and then sold it to another market which subsequently folded. As I've said before, I don't really mind giving away flash. Sorry.

It's the story, not me.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

I've Been Violated (and so have many others)

So there's a plagiarist afoot who calls himself Richard Ridyard. It seems Tricky Dick tried to pull the proverbial wool over some eyes at Shock Totem by subbing a little changed version of Stephen King's "The Boogeyman".

Um, Dick? Here's a clue: the editors at a pro-paying horror mag have probably read everything by Mr. King.

Stoooopid.

But wait...there's more: Check out Angel Zapata's blog for all the gory details. It seems Tricky Dick Ridyard has been up to a lot of "tricks". And guess what?

Tricky Dick took my work, too. I guess "Communion" from Flashes in the Dark was too tasty a morsel. Check out Dick's take from this month's Infinite Windows: "Satanic Mantra". (I know, WTF?)

My initial response...hidden cameras, right? Then I sort of went "Incredible Hulk" (geeky horror writer/teacher style). I didn't make a dime on "Communion". I basically gave it away with one little bit of payment: (it's called a "byline") I WROTE THE EFFING THING, ALRIGHT?

Sorry. Hulk mad.

See Dick Plagiarize. Bad Dick, bad.

Richard Ridyard, whatever your "real" name is, get a life, okay?

I'm gearing up for year two over at Fifty-Two Stitches. (We just received our shiny new ISSN, too) I'll be on the watch for dirty tricks and the Richard Ridyards of the world. Too bad I can't just spend my energy on the 'zine without worrying about dishonest charlatans.

Sheesh.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Happy Birthday Owen! (with free stuff for everyone)

Owen turns six today, broken parts and all. Happy birthday, buddy.

In the interest of pruning my overloaded bookshelves, I've started a rolling list of books I'll gladly "give" away for the cost of mailing them. Check it out here.

Finally, I have a story at Flashes in the Dark today. "Communion" isn't pleasant. I took one rejection from a paying market that made me feel dirty for writing it (more on this topic Monday) before sending it the FTL Flashes. The idea sparked from the old Time Magazine cover from April '66:

I feel the story is one of those "makes you think" pieces. I don't write splatter-porn, and I'm not ashamed of being a horror writer.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Daddy's Touch

I knew those trips to the natural history museum would pay off someday..."Daddy's Touch" is up at Flashes in the Dark today. Thank you, Family Dermestidae.

Speaking of flash fiction, stop by Fifty-Two Stitches and read "Something in Common" by Joshua Scribner today.

Enjoy the last day of May; I know I will.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

The Horror of...Children's Books?

I have a flash piece entitled "Fuzzy" online at Flashes in the Dark today. This one was inspired by Owen, a children's book by Kevin Henkes about a little mouse-boy who doesn't want to give up his fuzzy yellow blanket. (The book also inspired my oldest son's name.)


How do I decide what to write? I like to steal from children's literature. Well, in Owen, the title character has a blanket he loves very much. So much so, that the blanket goes with him everywhere. The writer in me asked, "What about after death?" (I had just finished Pet Sematary when I wrote "Fuzzy", so there you go...)

The main conflict in Owen revolves around the fact that the little boy is too old for his blanket (going off to school) and his parents need to find a way of separating him from the fuzzy companion. In my story, well...a boy always knows his special blanket. I'll leave it at that.

Tomorrow: A review of The Day of the Triffids. Yes, I take "forever" to finish a book. More on that tomorrow, too.