Movin' On Up (or at least stepping laterally)

Hey, all! For anyone who might have bookmarked this site (who are you and thank you), I just wanted to let you know that I've moved. From this point forward, the sheilacjohnson.net domain will redirect you to my spiffy new WordPress site at sheilacjohnson.wordpress.com. I'm grateful you've read my posts here, and I hope you'll follow me there.

Thanks!

Tales of the Rose Knights

Since January, Daily Science Fiction has been posting ongoing entries in this particular series of tales every other Wednesday. You don't get to know everything about the world in which the Rose Knights serve. You just get glimpses into their lives, a different story for a different knight, just enough to give you an idea of who these fighters, almost all women, truly are. And they're beautifully written stories, and I've spend most of these particular Wednesday mornings trying to figure out how to encourage the day to pass more quickly so that I can go read the new story on my lunch break.

But don't take my word for it. Read the Tales of the Rose Knights here.

American Writers Museum Survey

Forgot to post this when it became available last week. But! If you're interested in the American Writers Museum (coming to Chicago in 2017!), or you simply want to have an existential crisis trying to pick just one worthy author and one worthy book you think the museum should include, then take a look at this survey linked below.

Don't make me choose, please don't make me choose, aaaaaaaaaaah!

Philip Levine

News from the world of poetry isn't the kind of news that always makes it through the chatter; if you're not keeping up on your reading or your podcasts, you might miss some of it. I was sad and ashamed to learn only recently that Philip Levine, one of my favorite poets, died last year.

Yep, he was old, but he knew what it was like to be tired, and lacking money, and worked to the bone by some demanding jobs, yet still in love with the world. If that doesn't make him a poet for our age, I don't know what does.

Read "What Work Is" by Philip Levine

"There Are No Carriages or Footmen in the Suburbs"

Heya! I have to say, I like this possible trend of being able to announce stories getting published at the start of the year.

I've known that this story was going to be featured on Black Denim Lit for some time; now I'm very happy to get to share it with you. It features Death moving into a suburban duplex, so I hope you enjoy it!

Click this link to read "There Are No Carriages or Footmen in the Suburbs"

2015 in Notes

When you work on writing stories, it's hard to show people what you're working on via social media or a website because, oops, putting stuff online usually counts as publishing it in the eyes of magazine editors that prefer to be the first publishers.

But held up between my fingers is 2015 in my notebook. This is where most of my Saturday and Sunday mornings or afternoons went after I got my shit back together in the spring; this is my year in review, heh. For a lot of these stories, this is closest they'll get to being seen, because the work was just practice or wasn't good enough. Others have been read aloud or will be read aloud. And some of those I hope to collect with other ones in a pretty package later this year.

I'm not saying that I'm better than anyone else interested in the moderately insane craft of writing, and I'm certainly not saying I'm harder working. Just that I tried, and I hope to try some more, and I'm out here, and thank you.