New Publication: “In Defense of a Water-Bound Adventure, My Dearest Fran”

My latest publication, “In Defense of a Water-Bound Adventure, My Dearest Fran”, is now available in the Spring 2018 issue of Mad Scientist Journal.

For “In Defense”, I drew on real local history, including news articles. The sea monster article appears on page 3 (and 4) of the paper: http://nyshistoricnewspapers.org/lccn/sn83031157/1897-01-05/ed-1/seq-3/ Bottom, second column from the left, article title: “Cayuga’s Sea-Serpent Redivivus”.

At this point, we locals agree that whatever it was is dead, but for a while, folks were seeing it (them?) fairly often…

This story is a follow-up to “On the Methods of Preserving and Dissecting Icthyo Sapiens”, which they published in November 2013. You don’t have to read them in order, but I like how they work together to give you a fuller picture of my “mad scientist” narrator, and I am so glad my editors there snatched up this new story as soon as I submitted it.

Get the whole issue today!

Update: You can read just my story, online here. If you like it, please leave a comment on the magazine’s site so they know 🙂

New Patreon Reward Tiers and Goals!

When Patreon decided to change how my supporters were billed, I argued against it. I believe that any fees charged should come out of my income, just like with any other service I use to reach my readers and fans. To help make up for you paying more, I updated my goals and rewards to give you more. Luckily, Patreon heard enough to cancel their planned fees, so you won’t be billed extra for wanting to help me.

I still want to give you more, though. So, you’re going to get it.

Beginning right now, I’ll be writing a complete story for you each month. (For examples of my other writing, check out this sorted list of fiction here.) My goals have been updated to show how long a piece of fiction you can get. At $50 a month, you’ll find a 500-word micro fiction, written just for my patrons. When we reach $100 a month, you’ll get a 1000-word flash fiction story that won’t be published anywhere else. Each additional $50 a month adds another 500 words to the total story length, so at $250 a month, you’ll get a 2500 word original story each month.

At $300 a month, I’ll start recording myself reading that month’s story! You’ll be able to read it online and listen to the audio. (Again, these are original pieces that you can’t find anywhere else.) Plus, you’ll still see the secret news and updates, writing thoughts, and other tidbits you’ve already had access to. That won’t change.

The more supporters that I have, the more you each get. Working together, you all are helping me to keep the lights on while I write, more than any one person could do alone.

Also starting this month, I have 5 levels of support that you can choose from, and special rewards for each:

Tentacles ($1 or more per month) Thank you! Everyone who pledges at any level will get monthly updates not available anywhere else, which might include secret news (personal or professional), excerpts from my current writing projects, random drawings, and the occasional recipe. Plus, my appreciation.

The supporters at this level are called Tentacles because no matter how small they are, if you have enough of them, you can drag a whaling ship to the bottom of the sea.

Glittering Eyes ($3 or more per month) Thank you very much! Patrons at this level will get access to all of my regular monthly content, plus you’ll get a digital copy of my bi-annual zine delivered to you every Spring and Fall.

Supporters at this level are called Glittering Eyes because you only need a few to get the job done, but having a lot of them certainly makes an impact.

Whispering Tongues ($5.00+ per month) Extra special thank you! Pledge at this level to get access to all of my regular monthly content and the digital edition of my bi-annual zine, plus: Every Winter and Summer, I’ll mail out a physical postcard with a haiku or microfiction, just for you.

Supporters at this level are called Whispering Tongues because even if they aren’t connected, with enough of them, the world is a very different place. Or at least, a dark room certainly is.

Gaping Maws ($10.00+ per month)

Thank you, thank you, thank you! Supporters at this level will get access to all of my regular monthly content, plus you’ll get a PHYSICAL copy of my bi-annual zine mailed out to you every Spring and Fall. This limited edition, hand-crafted, publication will include original writing and art, and will be signed and numbered. (You’ll also have access to the digital copy of the zine, and will get the Winter and Summer postcards.)

These patrons are called Gaping Maws because you really only need one to change your life… but the more you have, the more sure you can be that your immediate future is going to be very different than the one you imagined.

See? YOUR SUPPORT MAKES A DIFFERENCE.

Dread Cultists ($20.00+ per month)

I can’t possibly thank you enough.

Patrons at $20 and above will be invited to join me in a regular monthly online chat (times and dates to be determined) where we can talk about how I work, what I write  or what you want to see from me, or where I get my ideas. Or, very possibly, my thoughts on the robot/dinosaur uprising our secret overlords have scheduled for 2019.

And! Supporters at this level will also get access to all of my regular monthly content, plus you’ll get a PHYSICAL copy of my bi-annual zine mailed out to you every Spring and Fall. This limited edition, hand-crafted, publication will include original writing and art, and will be signed and numbered. You’ll also have the digital copy of the zine, and will get the Winter and Summer postcards.

Basically: you get everything.

Patrons at this level are called Dread Cultists because with just a couple of you, we could reshape my world entirely. All it takes is a few true believers and a willingness to summon… whatever might happen next.

So please, tell your friends. Help me find new patrons, and together we can create new fiction every month.

Thank you.

PS. Pledge your support, or change your level of support, here. If you sign up now, you’ll get access to all of the posts I’ve written so far as well as everything coming up!

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A variety of non-denominational winter stamps have been acquired.

I’m trying to be less of a “reclusive writer”, reaching out by mail to people I know well, and I realize this could be an opportunity not just to celebrate the friendships I have, but to expand the new friendships I’d like to build on. Since last year’s attempt to send out a bunch of holiday* cards was successful, I’m doing it again this year. So… who wants one?

Anyone who signs up by Wednesday Dec 20 should get their card before Christmas; I’m sending out cards all this month though; if you don’t see this post before Wednesday, feel free to add yourself anyway, and I’ll make certain you’re included. (I’ve sent out a bunch this week already, so if you’ve already gotten an email from me about it, you’re covered.)

If you would like to receive mail from me, please click on the link below and fill out the form. Your answers will not be visible to anyone else.

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And… if you want to send mail to me, you can do so at:

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Thank you, for enlarging my world.

* Whatever this means to you. Choose from a variety of holidays, non-denominational writing inspiration, recipes, or simply an acknowledgement that winter hasn’t killed you yet. Because that’s worth celebrating too!

Note: if you signed up last year, you’re already on my list, and you don’t need to do so again. But! If you moved, or want to change your preferences, please do take a second to update your information in my form. Thanks!

Another Year Older and What Do You Get?

I’ll be 44 years old on Wednesday, in the afternoon, when the sun is still in the sky but is starting to set, before the light has faded. (My birth certificate has another hour listed, but I’m adjusting for the time difference; I was born in Los Angeles, CA, far from where I ended up in central New York.) I’m very nearly middle-aged now, according to the OED, which defines all things.

Baby me, early 1974.

I don’t feel old, though. I don’t look back at my high school years or childhood with much nostalgia, and my 20s (into my 30s) were a whirlwind of bad relationships, bad choices. I didn’t know who I was, and I let too many other people define me, or limit me. You could say that I spent the first 20 years of my adulthood learning how to do all the things I didn’t learn as a kid–including how to go to school, how to manage my ADHD, how to be a well-balanced, emotionally healthy, and functioning adult… and that’s not wrong, but it’s not entirely right either. At least, it’s not the whole story. Before I could learn to grow up, I had to figure out what that meant to me, and that process took a lot longer than anything else.

In a way, being who I am now is pretty new to me still, and I haven’t gotten tired of it yet.

If you’re struggling with your own life and goals, good news kids! I’m hopeful, happier, more focused, and more productive than I was at 34, or 24. I’ve got some health issues, but I take better care of myself than I did at 20; I’m still physically strong and capable, and I’m confident than within a few years, I’ll have the shape and fitness level I want, which is more than I had at 20. (My sex life is amazing, in case you were wondering. Knowing what you like and not being afraid to ask for it is a a good thing.)

And I’m learning to tackle my problems, make changes, make amends, instead of running away. I’m learning (have learned) what I deserve, and what I have to give.

My biggest problems right now are all about money, because I’ve been in a career transition the last couple of years, and being my son’s sole caretaker means my work options are limited. But we’ve learned to live with a lot less than before (including being without a car, which broke down earlier this year). I have plans for our future that feel possible, if we can survive until then.

I have writing projects I’m genuinely excited about, and I’ve learned–lately, finally–that success for me comes from a mix of work ethic and inspiration, not just one or the other. Novels are possible from me now. Writing multiple days a week is possible now. You can expect to see a lot more from me in the near future… which I couldn’t have said at 24, or 34.

So this “getting older” thing is pretty good, and I hope to keep doing it for a long, long, time.

If you’d like to get in on my birthday (or winter holiday) celebrations, I have some Amazon gift lists and of course, PayPal is great for a coffee or helping me pay a bill. It’s instant help, & so appreciated.

My household Amazon list is here. It has things like bakeware and paper towels–it might not be “fun” stuff, but not having to worry about buying those things for myself this week reduces my stress and that’s a great gift.

PayPal is here, and you don’t need an account to use it.

My personal wishlist & my son Logan’s holiday list is here too. (Thank you!)

If you’re looking for another way to make my life better, there’s two things I can think of. The first is to read my fiction–most of which is free to read online–and if you loved any of it, recommend it to your friends. Tweet about it, write an online review, rave about it on Facebook… whatever you feel comfortable with. Share my work. Introduce new people to my writing. It won’t cost you anything but time, and it could make a big difference for me.

A sorted, often-update, list of my fiction is here: https://carriecuinn.com/2015/01/09/where-to-start-when-you-want-to-start-reading-my-work-fiction/

(You can also find my non-fiction writing here )

The other thing you can do for me is to do something for yourself. Do one thing that will make you happy. Treat yourself to something nice, to a nap, to a quiet evening with a good book, even if it means leaving the dishes in the sink. (And leave me a comment to tell me what you did!)

Life is so much shorter than we think it is, and before you know it, half your life has disappeared behind you. The journey is worth it, though. I’m not sure I believed that at 34, or 24. But I know it’s true now.