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The results of the 5th Annual Micro Award have been announced, and the winner is ... not me. That title goes to Bruce Holland Rogers for his story “Divestiture." Runner-up this year is Aubrey Hirsch for her story “Certainty” which appeared in PANK ... the same great magazine that also published my story "Seven Items In Jason Reynolds’ Jacket Pocket, Two Days After His Suicide, As Found By His Eight-Year-Old Brother, Grady," which was the runner-up last year. So congrats to Bruce and Aubrey, and congrats to PANK! What about the finalists? you ask. Well, there were a few finalists, one of them being my story "Fright X," which now makes this four years in a row I've been recognized by the Micro Award. Am I bummed I didn't win? Not at all. As they say, it's just an honor to be nominated.

Anyway, if you haven't already, you can check out "Fright X" here, as well as an interview I did about the award and flash fiction here.

In Which I Get Stripped

I have a new story in Stripped: A Collection of Anonymous Flash, edited by Nicole Monaghan, which is available in paperback from Amazon and Lulu. Here's the product description:

Stripped is a collection with a twist. Yes, the fiction contained herein includes works from some of the best-known names in flash fiction as well as the work of emerging writers, but the bylines have been removed so you can't tell who wrote what. What's more, the stories hinge largely on gender roles -- but with the authors' identites stripped from their stories, editor Nicole Monaghan has created a bit of a guessing game. Did a woman, for example, write that piece about ambivalence toward motherhood? Or was it a man? More to the point, does it really matter? Or is there something bigger going on when men and women stretch their minds and imagine what it might be like to be the other?

Yes, that's right -- I have a story in this wonderful collection, but I can't tell you what that story is. What I can tell you is this is one of my recent favorite flash pieces. I wrote it last summer on a whim, taking a break from a novel, and wasn't sure where to send it. Then Nicole emailed asking me if I would like to contribute, which was ironic timing because the story itself was perfect for what she was looking for. So I'm very pleased to be included in here with my story, which will be matched up to my name (as well as the rest of the authors in this collection) next year at Nicole's website.

I must say, it's a great concept, because really, does the author's gender (or racial background, or religious views, etc) influence the reader?

Of course it does, even if they don't want to admit it.

There have been books in the past that I read where I immediately assumed the gender of the narrator based on the author's gender. The most recent example is Death Wishing by Laura Ellen Scott. I knew the basic idea of the novel before I started reading it, but not about the main character. So at first I thought the narrator -- the novel is written in the first person, you see -- was a woman. I was wrong.

Ultimately, does it matter what the author's gender or racial background or religious views or whatever are? Or is the story the only thing that matters?

Besides bringing readers great entertainment, hopefully this anthology will spark a lively conversation among writers and readers about the important (or lack thereof) of gender in storytelling.

There will be a launch party for Stripped on Saturday, February 4th, at Fergie’s Pub in Philadelphia. It starts at 2 pm. If you're in the area, try to stop by. I'll be there, as well as will several other contributors. We'll be reading randomly from the anthology. It will be fun!

And while I'm there, I plan to get Nicole and as many contributors as possible to sign a copy of the anthology that I plan to give away ... now.

To win a copy of Stripped signed by the editor and several of the contributors, let me know what novel or story you've read with a narrator whose gender was opposite of the author (like Death Wishing which I mentioned above, or Dolores Claiborne by Stephen King). The deadline for this giveaway contest is this Friday at midnight, EST. A name will be picked randomly as the winner the next day. Get to it!

What Can You String Together?

For the week of February 12 through February 18, Flash Fiction Chronicles is having its fourth String-of-10 Contest—String-of-10 FOUR—for the best 250-word story written from a specific prompt: a series of ten words posted at FFC on February 12, 2012. This year’s Guest Judge will be Robert Swartwood.

PRIZES STRING-OF-TEN FOUR FLASH FICTION CONTEST

1st Place: Winner will have his or her story published at Every Day Fiction in April, 2012 and be paid the standard payment of $3.00 per story. A copy of The Best of Every Day Fiction Four along with a copy of Pomegranate Stories by Gay Degani, editor of Flash Fiction Chronicles will also be awarded as well as an “I Write Every Day” t-shirt. As a special bonus this year, Robert has decided to throw in a copy of his own collection of (very) short fiction, Phantom Energy.

2nd and 3rd Place: Winners will have their stories published at Flash Fiction Chronicles in April. (There is no payment for publication at Flash Fiction Chronicles.) A copy of The Best of Every Day Fiction Four along with a copy of Pomegranate Stories by Gay Degani, the editor of Flash Fiction Chronicles will be awarded to 2nd and 3rd place winners.

GUIDELINES in Brief

  • The prompt for String-of-10 Four will be available at 12:01 on Sunday, February 12, 2012 here at FFC.
  • There is no entry fee.
  • Submit stories up to 250 words.
  • Enter up to two stories per author.
  • All stories must contain at least four words from the String-of-10.
  • Seamless integration of any four of the prompt words is the goal.
  • Entries must be received by 11:59 PDT Saturday, February 18.
  • Winners will be notified sometime in March 2012. Publications will follow in April.

The rest of the details, as well as links to past winning stories, here.

Ho Ho Ho!

Confession Time

It's about time I came clean about something rather important. Don't worry -- I'm not admitting to any major crimes ... yet. But I want to tell you about the first novel I self-published nearly a year ago. Wait, some of you might be thinking. A year ago? But you published The Calling in April.

And right you would be.

The Calling was the first novel I published under my own name.

Before that, I published a novel under a different name.

Some eagle-eyed readers probably already figured it out. Honestly, I didn't really do much to try to hide the fact.

What fact, you might be asking?

Quite simply that I wrote this book:

Yes, that's right. I am Z. Constance Frost. Or Z. Constance Frost is me. Either way, I'm the author of No Shelter.

Surprise!

As I explained during last night's two live readings, the entire thing was meant to be an experiment that didn't go very well. You see, I wrote No Shelter years ago. In fact, in the spring of 2009 when the whole Hint Fiction thing came about, my agent was shopping around No Shelter. He was sending it out under a pen name, because that's what I requested. I knew I wanted to do a female assassin series, but I figured since it would be a straight series (five or seven or however many books) it would be best to put them under a different name, as the books I planned (hoped) to publish under my own name would be different standalone novels. Besides, the series is about a female assassin, so who better to author the books than a female writer?

And so, after some creative thinking, Z. Constance Frost was born.

I liked the name. My agent liked the name. It has a distinct ring to it that definitely sticks in a reader's head, and that was what I was going for.

But, as usual, though there were several nibbles from publishers, nobody took a bite, and so into the digital drawer the book went.

Until late 2010 when I started to seeing the disturbing trend in publishing and saw some other authors having success self-publishing their work digitally, and I thought about No Shelter and figured why not. Besides, I saw this as a great opportunity to pull a Richard Bachman.

If you're unaware, Stephen King in his early career published four novels under the pen name Richard Bachman (five, I guess, counting Thinner, though that was the book that eventually made the whole truth come to light, and besides, I don't believe King was really trying to hide the fact he was the true author in that book to begin with). King's publisher was afraid he would oversaturate the market with his own work, so they released the novels under the pen name. It was a big secret. Nobody really knew King was Bachman, unlike nowadays when everyone knows J. D. Robb is really Nora Roberts (also nowadays publishers don't give a shit about over-saturation as long as it sells).

You see, it was a marketing thing. Dean Koontz used to do the same, publishing works in different genres under different names. Only, from what I understand, Koontz decided in the end it was a bad idea, and, I'm assuming, can become confusing for readers who begin to become fans of one particular author, even though that author isn't real.

Had No Shelter sold, the publisher might have gone ahead and published it under the pen name, but would have wanted me to make it clear that I was the actual author. After all, somebody has to help market the thing, and as we've discussed before, it almost always falls on the author's shoulders.

So when I realized I could self-publish it, the fact that practically nobody had to know the truth was appealing. I created a blog, as well as Gmail and Facebook and Twitter accounts, and pretended to be this single mother of two living just outside of Washington, D.C. It was going to be fun.

And it was fun, at first. But the truth is it's hard enough trying to focus on writing for and promoting just one writer -- namely me -- let alone writing for and promoting another writer -- like, you know, Z. Constance Frost. Just how do you get the word out about a very new writer? I did a post here last year, which even included an interview with Z. Constance Frost. She in turn interviewed me at her website for my blog tour of The Calling. I included an excerpt from her book in the back of my book, and she included an excerpt from my book in the back of her book. Sometimes she would even leave comments here on this website (!).

Cute? Clever? Pathetic? Asinine?

No matter what you call it, it was exhausting.

As I began to make more sales and money with my own books, I began to spend less time keeping Z. Constance Frost alive. I wanted to start working on another Holly Lin novel, but the truth was the sales for No Shelter were so low that I didn't see much point. It made more sense to keep promoting myself, as my books had started selling well. Maybe if Frost had more books out there would be more sales, but as it is No Shelter has sold just over 300 copies for the year, with the e-book being priced between 99 cents and $2.99. Compare that do The Serial Killer's Wife or The Calling, both which have already sold over 400 units each this month alone, and you'll see my problem.

I wish things could have been different, truly. I wish Z. Constance Frost could continue living her imaginary life with her imaginary children (hell, No Shelter is even dedicated to her children!). I wish I could keep this secret going for the next couple of years, as more and more Holly Lin books became available and "she" grew a bigger readership (nay, fan base!) and then, at the peak, I would somehow let it slip that it was me.

But, alas, it was not meant to be.

Z. Constance Frost's byline will remain on No Shelter until later this year when the second book comes out. Then No Shelter gets a new cover and Z. Constance Frost will be no more.

Which is sad.

I was really getting to like her, despite the fact she was apparently a pretty slow writer.

But, in all honesty, her two kids are complete brats.

Anyway, so this is my confession. The truth is out now. Not sure if it was the best way to "out" myself, though I don't think there's proper etiquette when it comes to something like this. But now you all know my dirty little secret, the time I tried to pull a Richard Bachman.

Which is not to say that, who knows, I might not try it again at some point down the line.

Only time will tell.

For now, do yourself a favor if you haven't already -- go check out No Shelter.

From what I hear, it's a pretty good yarn.