A Week of Writing: 4/23/18 to 4/29/18

On more week of writing, editing, and submitting in the books.

Getting close to done(ish) on at least one big project.

The Novel

Solid production on the novel for the week, and I passed 80,000 words total. I’m at the climax of the story, and I’m looking at another 10,000 words to wrap up the first draft. I think 90,000 is a solid length for a horror novel, though it’ll likely boil down to 85,000 or so after my first pass and possibly a bit more once my beta readers are done chewing on it. Here’s how the week went.

Date Day Words Written
4/23/2018 Monday 2515
4/24/2018 Tuesday 2529
4/25/2018 Wednesday 0
4/26/2018 Thursday 2531
4/27/2018 Friday 0
4/28/2018 Saturday 0
4/29/2018 Sunday 1262

That’s another 8,837 words. Again, I’d have liked 10,000, but so close to the end I’m writing slower and taking more time to think certain plot points through. I hope next week’s update will be that I’ve finished the first draft.

Short Stories

Last week I tinkered with a bunch of trunk stories and outlined a sci-fi story, but I didn’t finish anything new. That’ll be apparent in my submission numbers. My focus has been on the novel and a few other projects, so less time for short stories.


Only one submission this week, a trunk story I spruced up and sent out.

  • Submissions Sent: 1
  • Rejections: 1
  • Acceptances: 0
  • Publications: 0

Technically, I only received one rejection last week, but I got three this morning, so it feels like a lot more. Anyway, I’ll account for this morning’s rejections in next week’s update. 🙂

The Blog

I’ve been pretty steady with updating the blog three times a week, and as a result my traffic and followers have increased. Here’s last week’s trio.

4/23/18: A Week of Writing: 4/16/18 to 4/22/18

Pretty self-explanatory, right?

4/25/18: A Day in the Life of a First Draft

One of my goofier posts in a while, I relate what my typical writing day looks like, hour by hour.

4/27/18: Back to Basics: More Cover Letter Components 

A follow up to my post about constructing a basic cover letter. This one details some of the additional elements publishers sometimes ask for in a cover letter.


Finish. The. Novel.

Story Spotlight

This week it’s a story from one of my favorite peddlers of flash fiction, The Molotov CocktailThe following story, “Masks,” took third place in their FlashFear contest.

Read “Masks



And that was my week. How was yours?

Back to Basics: More Cover Letter Components

In Back to Basics: The Cover Letter, I presented an example of a basic cover letter with all the elements a publisher usually wants to see. But what if the publisher ask for something additional that deviates from that letter? What might those somethings be? I generally see three additional cover letter elements in publisher guidelines. Let’s take a look at them.

1) Short Bio

By far the most common cover letter addition. Usually, a publisher wants fifty (50) words or less. If you don’t have a short bio, here’s one of mine as an example (47 words). You might also check out this recent post to see how I build a bio.

Aeryn Rudel is a freelance writer from Seattle, Washington. He is the author of the Acts of War series by Privateer Press, and his short fiction has appeared in The Arcanist, Havok Magazine, and Pseudopod, among others. Learn more about Aeryn’s work on his blog at www.rejectomancy.com.

When a publisher asks for a short bio, I add it right below the basic cover letter.

2) Relevant Experience

I often see publishers ask writers to include a relevant personal detail if it would be important to the story they’re submitting. For example, if you’re submitting a story about dinosaurs and you’re an honest-to-god paleontologist, they want to know that. I’ve never had to add this to a cover letter. I apparently have no skills or knowledge applicable to my writing. If I were to add this info, I’d keep this it brief. For example:

Please consider my story “Fuzzy Driver” for publication at Howling at the Moon Monthly. My story is about a werewolf who drives for Uber, and I currently work as an Uber driver. 

Of course, this does require you to summarize your story a little, which is usually a big no-no unless the publisher specifically asks for that info. I think this definitely falls into that category of “specifically asking for the info.” If they want the personal detail, they’re going to be okay with a brief summary of the core concept as it relates to your experience.

3) Story Synopsis

This isn’t nearly as common, but I do see it on occasion, most recently with a market that runs themed issues. In that case, the publisher wanted to know how the story fit the theme. You should be able to get that kind of info across in just a few sentences. Here’s an example of how I summarized a story (more or less) for a recent submission:

Set in the mid-50s, “When the Lights Go On” takes place in a small town near Arco, Idaho, the first in the US to be powered by nuclear energy. The townsfolk have noticed unsettling changes in themselves whenever they turn on the lights. 

Even when the publisher wants a synopsis, the story still has to do the talking. So don’t stress too much here. Just make sure the summary is short, gets the core concept across, and passes a basic readability test. I added this summary right below the basic cover letter, like I would with a bio. Remember, DO NOT include a summary of your story unless the publisher specifically asks for it.

Did I miss anything? Have you seen publishers ask for something not listed here? Tell me about it in the comments.

A Day in the Life of a First Draft

As you know, writing requires extreme dedication to the craft, unswerving discipline, and nigh-supernatural resistance to distraction. To shed some light on this magical process, I present a semi-fictionalized account of a single day in in the creation of a first draft.

8:00 a.m.

Okay, at my desk bright an early, got my coffee, and I am ready to start writing!

I should check my email, though. Might be super important stuff in there. Ooh, maybe even an acceptance for one of my short story submissions.

8:30 a.m.

Wow, twenty-seven pieces of junk mail and two rejections. That, uh, sucks.

Okay, shake it off. Gotta get those 2,500 words. If I start now, I’ll finish by like noon, and then I can work on short stories or that novella I was outlining.

Before I start, though, I gotta check social media and see if anything important needs my attention. Should only take a couple of minutes . . .

8:45 a.m.

Okay, posts and tweets liked. News assimilated. NOW it is time to write.

Let me just open the Word document for the novel . . .

You know, I could finish a blog post for Friday, just to get ahead. I mean, I still got plenty of time to knock out that word count.

9:30 a.m.

Right, blog post in the can. Look at me all working ahead and shit. Damn, I’m responsible.

Now let’s write some words!

Hey, someone just commented on my last blog post. I don’t want to be rude. I should check that out and respond.

9:45 a.m.

There we go, a nice response to that question on my blog.

Huh? I wonder how many followers I have now. I should look into that. Oh and then do a spreadsheet breaking down followers and views per month, then by day, and . . .

11:00 a.m.

Well that took longer than I thought, but look at all the super important information I have now. I’ll just save that on my hard drive and never look at it again.

Okay, here we go, words flowing from brain to fingertips. Magic is gonna happen!

12:00 p.m.

Really? I’ve only written 500 words? Fuck. Let me read this . . .

Why on Earth did it take 500 words for the main character to clear his throat and eat a sandwich? Oh, cool, it’s noon. I should eat lunch.

12:30 p.m.

Got food, ready to write again.

Gettin’ into this action scene. Wow, the words are flowing. This is great . . .

Wait. Is it actually possible to rip a person’s arm clean off their body? I’ve seen that in movies an stuff, but I better make sure. Let’s see what the interwebs has to say about it.

1:30 p.m.

Good lord, that injury is way too common! That’s horrible.

Okay, so that many pounds of force, and applied with that leverage, and some stuff . . . Okay, yeah, plausible. Back to the action.

2:00 p.m.

Man, I’ve been making awesome progress. Let me just see how many words I’ve written.

Aw, only 1,100. I need another 1,400 for the day, and I still gotta go the gym and do the dishes.

Ooh, six notifications on Twitter! I probably should check my social media again . . .

3:00 p.m.

Damn it! Why did I watch four fucking YouTube videos on people removing rust from old butcher knives? Get back to work!

Okay, this scene is going pretty good. Got some snappy dialog, the main character is lookin’ cool, and . . .

How can I NOT know how a tow truck works? I mean, seriously. I’ve been towed like a dozen times. Sigh. To the internet.

3:30 p.m.

Why are there so many different types of tow trucks?

Okay, so he hooks up that thing to that thing, and the car goes up, and the scene is done.

I should check my word count again. Gotta be getting’ close now.

Damn, 1,600 words. Maybe I should check Facebook . . .

No! Write!

4:30 p.m.

Well, that is giant plot hole right there.

Must. Not. Panic.

I can fix it if I change this, and that, and this thing. Damn, I better write all this out or I’ll forget.

Okay, hey, that’s not too bad. Crisis averted. Word count total at 2,100.

Home stretch.

5:00 p.m.

Boom! 2,737 words. Finished the chapter and wrote over my goal. Hell yeah.

No, dumb-ass, don’t go back and read what you wrote today. It’ll all read like shit. Wait until tomorrow. You KNOW this!

Document saved, closed, and backed up twice. Now I need a distraction . . .

Oh, cool, look at this guy cleaning rust off a one-hundred-year-old cleaver he found in his backyard.

Of course this is not exactly what my writing day looks like. I also watch a lot of MMA videos. 🙂

A Week of Writing: 4/16/18 to 4/22/18

Another week gone by, another week of of writing. More positive yardage and some decent progress on projects big and small.

The Novel

More production this week at a fairly respectable pace. I’m in the meat of the third act, and I’m looking at another 15,000 or so words to finish up this first draft. My best guesstimate is the draft will clock in somewhere just south of 90,000 words. Here’s how I did.

Date Day Words Written
4/16/2018 Monday 0
4/17/2018 Tuesday 2557
4/18/2018 Wednesday 2505
4/19/2018 Thursday 0
4/20/2018 Friday 508
4/21/2018 Saturday 1720
4/22/2018 Sunday 1536

This all adds up to another 8,826 words of writing. I’d have liked 10,000. Hell, I’d have liked 15,000, but this is what I had in me for the week.

Short Stories

I’m always working on short stories, and as much as I love writing novels, the short stuff scratches a different creative itch. Last week I polished up another couple of trunk stories, though calling them that isn’t quite fair. They’re stories that have been sitting on my hard drive in first-draft form for quite a while. I took them out, dusted them off, and found an angle I liked to complete/polish them. I submitted one (and it was rejected) and the other is back from my beta readers and should go out this week.


Three submission for the week, which brings my total for the month to eleven.

  • Submissions Sent: 3
  • Rejections: 2
  • Acceptances: 0
  • Publications: 0

I currently have fifteen submissions under consideration. Still waiting to hear back from a short-listed story, plus one I’ve been waiting on for four months. I also have a story that’s getting close to 300 days pending, and I’m honestly not sure I’ll hear back on that one anytime soon (they just sent a 395-day rejection). The rest are (mostly) in the 20- to 30-day range.

The Blog

Three more updates on the ol’ blog last week.

4/16/18: A Week of Writing: 4/9/18 to 4/15/18

You guessed it. The week of writing before this one.

4/18/18: 200 Rejections: An Analysis 

The meat and potatoes post for the blog. This post takes a look back at the 200-plus rejections I’ve received since I started logging them at Duotrope.

4/20/18: One-Hour Flash – Fuel for the Fire

Another bit of flash fiction written in one hour. Not a bad concept, but a serious case of all premise and not much story.


It’s really all about the novel in the coming weeks, and just about everything else will take a back seat. I’d like to finish that first draft by the middle of next week. I think that’s doable, and I”m hoping for that burst of frenetic energy that often comes when you’re close to finishing a big project. Well, the first major part of a big project anyway.

Story Spotlight

This week, check out the first story I published with The Arcanist. This one is called “Cowtown,” and it’s a little horror/sci-fi/humor mashup set in my own hometown of Modesto, California.

Read “Cowtown

And that was my week. How was yours?

One-Hour Flash – Fuel for the Fire

Time to dust off another also-ran from the one-hour flash files. As usual, this is a story written in one hour based on a photo prompt for a contest/exercise. The time stamp on Word says I wrote this one in September of 2013. What you see below is more or less what I came up with in an hour five years ago, though I did clean it up a tad.

Today’s story is called “Fuel for the Fire.”

Fuel for the Fire


Ashton had seen his share of forest fires, but he and the ten other volunteer firefighters from Chico, California had never seen anything like this. They had come prepared to meet the blaze on the edge of the Plumas National Forest with the same skill and devotion they’d brought to every job, but this fire did not fit the bill.

The flames were bright green, and they gave off no detectable heat. The trees and undergrowth within the inferno still burned, however, and smoke roiled up into the night sky. Weirder still, the fire didn’t appear to be spreading. Ashton had never see a fire do that; usually it devoured every burnable thing in its path, quick and unpredictable. This fire seemed content to burn only the thirty or so acres of Trees on the edge of Plumas. Hell, you could even see exactly where it stopped. The trees and bushes were green and wet with dew right up to the edge of those crazy green flames and everything beyond was a burning ruin.

“What the fuck is that?” Daniels said. “Why is it green?”

Ashton pushed up the visor on his helmet and took a couple steps forward. “I don’t know. Copper makes a green flame, but there’s nothing like that in the ground around here.”

“I don’t care if it’s pink with polka dots,” Captain Mike wells said from behind Ashton. He was the ranking man at the Chico station. “You still got a job to do.”

“Yeah, but Mike, this ain’t fuckin’ normal,” Daniels said. He was the youngest guy on the squad and had a knack for pissing off the captain, usually by using his first name instead of his rank. “We gotta call someone. We—“

“I said get to work!” The captain stood six and half feet tall, and his voice carried like a drill sergeant when he wanted it to. “That fire is close enough to town we need to stop it right fucking now. Understood?”

“Yes, sir.” Daniels moved up to stand next to Ashton. “Fuckin’ prick,” he said under his breath. “This could be some kind of alien shit, and all Captain Hard-Ass wants to do is put it out so he can get back to his Maker’s Mark.”

“Alien shit or not, the captain’s gonna kick both our asses if we don’t hop to,” Ashton said. “Come on.”

They approached the fire and Ashton saw the flames were getting higher. They still weren’t spreading, but they appeared to be reaching upward. He had his axe in hand as did Daniels. It was standard procedure to fight a wildfire with both direct and indirect methods. Ashton and Daniels were in charge of the indirect; they would create control lines around the blaze, areas with no combustible material. That means clearing brush and even chopping down trees if it came to it. Behind them, the rest of Chico’s small fire team worked on the direct method, a chemical quenching agent sprayed through hoses to smother the fire.

They were near the boundary of the burned and unburned, and Ashton still felt no heat. Normally, this close, you’d be roasting in your suit, marinating in your own sweat. This fire was cool as could be.

“Look at the smoke, man,” Daniels said, staring up, his axe dangling in his hands.

Ashton looked up and for the first time he was afraid. The smoke should be streaming up in a single huge plume. That’s what smoke did. The smoke coming off this fire went up in dozens of individual streamers of gossamer black, and they didn’t go straight up. They whirled around, darting and surging against the wind.

“That’s not right . . .” Ashton trailed off because he was close enough to really see into the depths of the green conflagration. The trees and other things weren’t really burning; they were withering, as if the fire just sucked the life out of them.

“We need to go,” Ashton said, slowly backpedaling. “Right now.”

Daniels had his iPhone out and as was taking pictures of the weird smoke. “Why?” he said. “I want to put this on Instagram—“

One of the smoke streamers darted out of the sky, and cold nails of horror raked Ashton’s insides. The streamer gained shape and solidity as it came down, and then it enveloping Daniels. He screamed and dropped his iPhone, batting at the writhing black smoke with his axe.

Daniels turned, and Ashton saw his face, saw the skin blacken and sink in on itself, exposing the pale white bone beneath. Daniels toppled over and a tendril of fire leaped from the main blaze and covered him, extending the wild fire’s boundary by about five feet.

More smoke streamers came out of the black sky, and Ashton ran. He had always been fast, but he still expected one of those smoke things to catch him and suck the life from his body. His desperate sprint carried him past other members of the crew, and they simply stared at him as he ran by. He didn’t have time to warn them.

He passed Captain Wells and finally glanced back. The captain opened his mouth to yell something at Ashton, but one of the streamers came slashing down out of the night and wrapped around him in a cloak of inky black. He captain screamed, hoarse and guttural, and Ashton saw other men taken by the smoke behind him.

Ashton turned and put his head down, focused all his energy on running, getting away. But he saw the blaze surge forward, a looming verdigris wall, to cover the men entangled in smoke.

The fire grew.

Unlike the most of the other stories in this series, I did actually send this one out for submission a few times. The feedback I received from one publication was spot on. Basically, this isn’t a full story. It reads like the beginning of a story, possibly the middle, or as one bit of feedback suggested, an excerpt from a novel. I do like the idea here, and at some point I may turn it into something longer with a beginning and an ending. Until then, it’s a vignette with a bad case of premise-itis. 🙂

Check out the previous installments in the One-Hour Flash series.

200 Rejections: An Analysis

I recently found myself wondering how many rejections I’ve received since I started using Duotrope (religiously) to track my submissions. So, uh, I went and looked . . .

I’ve received 218 rejections. Is that a lot? Maybe, but to me it (usually) just feels like my fair share. The inevitable result of nearly 300 submissions. It’s important to note I received rejections before Duotrope came into my life. Sadly, many of these literary fossils are lost to the ether in a now-defunct Hotmail account or were honest-to-god paper rejection letters (I really wish I’d kept some of those). So, today, I’m just going to talk about the 218 rejections I’ve logged in Duotrope. Stats ahead.

  • First Rejection: I logged my first rejection (again, into Duotrope) on May 5th, 2012. Interestingly, this rejection was from a market that would go on to reject me a lot in the years ahead. They set the tone, you might say. I didn’t submit a lot of short fiction in those first couple of years. My submission (and rejection) volume really picked up in 2014.
  • Last Rejection: My most recent rejection . . . Hang on, let me check my email. As I was saying, my most recent rejection came yesterday on April 17th, 2018. This was my twelfth (12) rejection from this particular market.
  • Distinct Stories: I have submitted 56 distinct stories since May of 2012. That number surprised me. It feels like a lot more. Eighteen (18) of those stories are short stories of 2,000 words or more, and the remaining thirty-six (36) are flash stories of 1,000 words or fewer.
  • Distinct Markets: Now the reason it might feel like I sent more distinct stories is I sent those stories to a bunch of different markets. According to Duotrope, I have submitted stories to seventy-five (75) distinct markets. Most of them are still alive and kicking, but seventeen (17) are now defunct or on indefinite hiatus.
  • Most Rejections (Market): The most rejections I have received from a single market is nineteen (19). Now, let me qualify that by saying I have also received eleven (11) acceptances from the same market. Since that’s kind of unusual, there are three runners-up tied for most rejections without an acceptance at twelve (12).
  • Most Rejected (Story): My most-rejected story currently sits at eighteen (18) rejections and is out for submission yet again. Why do I keep sending this one out? Well, it’s been shortlisted a number of times and the rejections are generally positive. In addition, my second most rejected story was accepted and published after sixteen (16) rejections.

What’s the point of this little trip down memory lane? Mostly this. If you submit a lot of fiction, well, you’re gonna get a lot of rejections. It sounds grim, but it’s actually not a bad thing. I am absolutely not the same writer I was on May 5th, 2012 when I logged that first Duotrope rejection. In the 200-plus rejections that followed, I learned a whole bunch about writing and submitting, and, if I may be so bold, I got a lot better at both.

So embrace your rejections. Count them up each time you submit a story. Cherish those battle scars that prove you can take a hit, learn a thing or two, and come back for more.

Let’s talk again when I hit 300. 🙂

A Week of Writing: 4/9/18 to 4/15/18

One more week in the books. One more week of progress. One more week of writing.

The Novel

After less than ideal production the week before, I accomplished something resembling a respectable pace last week. Not where I wanted to be, but not bad. The good news is I passed 60,000 words, and I’m barreling toward the third act. I figure there’s probably between 25,000 and 30,000 words left to write (maybe a bit less). A first draft at the end of the month or early next is a distinct possibility.

Date Day Words Written
4/9/2018 Monday 0
4/10/2018 Tuesday 2515
4/11/2018 Wednesday 788
4/12/2018 Thursday 0
4/13/2018 Friday 1712
4/14/2018 Saturday
4/15/2018 Sunday 1074

Another 6,089 words added to the tally. Not the 10,000 I was hoping for, but not bad. This week, I’ll once again set my sights high and see where I end up.

Short Stories

I worked on short stories quite a bit last week, and I heavily revised two old trunk stories I think might have a shot at publication now. I also narrowed down which of my half-complete stories I want to finish next. It’s a historical fantasy piece set in Imperial Rome called (tentatively) “Wild Things.” It’s been percolating for a couple of years, and I think I know where to go with it now.


A little light on submissions last week. I have some new stories making the rounds, though, so I expect that to pick up this week.

  • Submissions Sent: 2
  • Rejections: 1
  • Acceptances: 0
  • Publications: 1

I currently have fourteen (14) submissions under consideration. As I keep saying, a couple of these are getting very long in the tooth, so I expect to hear back soon. I also have a story shortlisted I should hear a yea or nay on soon (fingers crossed). The story I was excited about in the last update, “Teeth of the Lion Man,” has already received two rejections from two of my go-to markets, but it’ll go out again this week.


A new category this week because, well, I actually have something to put into it. My urban fantasy flash fiction story “New Arrivals” was published in the April issue of Havok. You can check out the issue below.

The Blog

Another new category, and this one is kind of an “Oh, duh.” I managed three blog posts last week on Rejectomancy, which, for me, is ideal output. If you’d like to catch up, just click the links below.

4/9/18: A Week of Writing: 4/2/18 to 4/8/18

Yep, my writing update for that week. Pretty self explanatory.

4/11/18: Back to Basics: The Cover Letter

I went back to this well traveled subject and broke down my basic cover letter into its component parts. Some dos and don’ts about cover letters and a very simple example you have my blessing to steal outright. 🙂

4/13/18: Ranks of the Rejected: Avily Jerome (Havok Magazine)

This was a good one. I interviewed Avily Jerome, the editor of Havok, and she had lots of great advice for writers and rejectomancers.


This week it’s more work on the novel, and I’d like to hit 10,000 words. I’ll send out more submissions (probably get more rejections too), as I march toward a goal of 100 submission for the year. I finished the outline for the game design project last week and turned it in. The editor liked it, and gave me the green light to start writing. The deadline is a comfortable two months away, but I’ll start in on it this week.

Story Spotlight

This week its one of my weirder stories and the first story I published with The Molotov Cocktail. It’s called “At the Seams,” and it’s about falling apart. Literally. 🙂

Read “At the Seams