Of My Own Stories…
I have 51 Issues of Smith’s Monthly published and #52 turned in. Those are, in a way, collections, since it is all my work. Novels, nonfiction, short stories, and so on.
But I have also been maintaining a spread sheet of all the short stories I have published in Smith’s Monthly. The spread sheet is so I don’t duplicate any story and I have about 240 stories on that spread sheet. (Found a Poker Boy story tonight not published in there, but in one of my two Poker Boy collections.)
Yes, I have two Poker Boy collections. They are called PLAYING A HUNCH and LUCK BE LADIES. You can find them both at https://www.wmgpublishinginc.com/poker-boy/
That’s ten Poker Boy stories, but I bet I got another twenty or more. Not collected.
And I have sixty or seventy Bryant Street stories that have been in Smith’s Monthly. But not collected.
A couple months ago I did a collection for the few short stories in my Seeder’s Universe. That collection is called A BILLION EARTHS.
So in case you were wondering, I have published more than three hundred short stories, written a ton more than that, and have 240 plus of them on a spread sheet for Smith’s Monthly, and yet I only have three collections.
I teach collection workshops, for heaven’s sake, and yet I only have three.
So decided it is time to get going.
Looking at back issues of my magazine, I spent almost an hour trying to decide if I wanted to do another Poker Boy collection or start a series of Bryant Street collections, or maybe do a Thunder Mountain collection.
So after an hour, I went another way and it took me exactly 20 minutes to put a six story collection together of alien stories and write the introduction. Title: A Case for Aliens. And I have at least six more alien stories easily.
Now I will do the cover and get it to WMG next week. (Just spent ten minutes on a rough cover below.)
But my problem wasn’t the stories, it was having far, far too many stories to pick from.
I talk all the time about writers needing to use the cash streams they have. I think I need to follow my own advice here.
I ended up with some of my favorite alien stories in this one. “My Socks Rolled Down,” “Squatters on the Street of Broken Men,” and “If Sex is All a Dream, Then Who Cleans Up the Mess?” Plus three more.
Here is a rough cover. Fun, huh?