It all started on a snowy Christmas eve… OK, it was actually January 8th, 2014, and being that I was in Sacramento, there was no snow. But I think I had the idea around Christmas. Does that count?
I was writing again, after a twenty year dry spell. I was looking for a community of likeminded folks online to chat with, and I found a few on Facebook. But none of them was doing quite what I wanted to do – bringing together a diverse group of writers and readers from across the LGBT speculative fiction spectrum.
I created the blog/website and the Facebook page, but I knew I couldn’t do the whole Queer Sci Fi thing on my own. I would need an accomplice if I was going to take the web by storm.
And I had my eyes on Angel from the start. I met her early on on Facebook, and was impressed with her long list of published works and her sweet, friendly demeanor. So I got on one knee and asked her to be my co-admin.
Oh, she played coy at first. Claimed she had responsibilities to another group. Said she just didn’t have time. Mumbled something about space demons and pink hedgehogs that I didn’t even pretend to understand.
And once, I kid you not, she simply said she had to wash her hair.
But bit by bit, I wore her down. I am tenacious like that. I sent her chocolate bars. I wrote her haikus. I knitted her a purple bonnet her cat. I even offered to fly to the Garden State to rub her feet (which, frankly, probably wouldn’t have worked since she lives in Delaware).
But eventually I got to her – it was something about my sunny personality (and the fact that she probably figured out I’d never give up until she said yes). And so she came on board.
Oh, we’ve had our bumps in the road as a power couple – like the time I promised to publish every single story that met our criteria for our second flash fiction contest, regardless. Or the time I bought the smallest buttons ever created, to promote the QSF site at Rainbow Con. Or the time I accidentally sold her cat into the Czech feline slave trade.
Come to think of it, I guess I’m the bump in the road, most of the time.
But we chalked it up to the fact that we were figuring it all out as we went. We even named 2015 The Year of the Learning Curve.
What will next year be called? I have no idea. But I can’t wait to find out.
Okay, I suppose it all did start around January of 2014, though how anyone could think that growly little me has a sunny disposition is beyond me. Diplomatic, maybe. Sometimes. Friends have told me I try to be Switzerland, but of course, that’s not accurate either. I never have enough money or chocolate, and don’t know the first thing about watches more’s the pity.
Scott and I met online on another group and, at the time, I was ears deep in deadlines, co-admining two other groups, and trying to deal with the weirdness of a small business. To be asked at that point to help out with one more thing? My head would have exploded.
Eventually, though, writing life settled down, a couple of previous obligations faded away, and Scott was still asking. Can you do it now? Can you do it now? How about now? Okay, I’ll wait. How about now? You know, like that Simpsons episode where the kids bug Homer non-stop for three days and nights to take them to Splash World. Maybe not quite that bad, but Scott is persistent. It’s one of his most important traits because it gets stuff done. I said yes to becoming a co-conspirator in this whole QSF thing partly because of that persistence and partly because I really wanted to work with Scott. All kidding aside, he was always positive and upbeat in all of our interactions, and I loved the idea of the community he wanted to build.
We’ve both done a lot of learning this year, about each other, about tech stuff that I always struggle with, about how the struggle for an inclusive community is an ongoing thing and not just a label. We’re still learning. That’s what life is, right?
After working together online for some time, we finally got to meet face to face last summer at Rainbow Con, a meeting we were both ridiculously nervous about. What if we didn’t like each other in person? What if one of us had terrible habits the other couldn’t stand? What if Scott picked his teeth in public and smoked cigars? We shouldn’t have worried. It was just as easy to interact face to face as it was online. I think we’re from the same litter or something.
Scott’s the idea man. I try to bring things back to what’s possible, the rock that holds us in reality. Scott may look at it as the stone dragging him down, but hey, it works. We’re looking forward to next year and more exciting things to come.
Thanks to a partnership with Mischief Corner Books, QSF also has a book out – Discovery: QSF’s Second Annual Flash Fiction Contest – more than a hundred speculative fiction stories that are no more than 300 words each. 🙂
One of the things I like best about this format – it’s quick and painless. You may not fall in love with every story here. In fact, you probably won’t. But if you don’t like one of them, just move on to the next, and you’re sure to find some bite-sized morsels of flash fiction goodness.At Queer Sci Fi, we’re building a community of writers and readers who want a little rainbow in their speculative fiction. We hope you’ll join us, and maybe submit a story of your own next time!
Queer Sci Fi Website: http://www.queerscifi.com
Queer Sci Fi Facebook Discussion Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/qsfdiscussions/
Queer Sci Fi Facebook Promo/News Page: https://www.facebook.com/queerscifi
- Day 1: Welcome and Christmas Expectations
- Day 2: Christmas at my House
- Day 3: Giving Tuesday
- Day 4: Pizza and Poker/Holiday Recipe Exchange
- Day 5: Little Lynnie’s Christmas Crackers
- Day 6: Blue Christmas
- Day 7: Take your Child to the Bookstore
- Day 8: St. Knickerless Day
- Day 9: Not so Traditional Holiday Traditions
- Day 10: Holiday Sing-a-long
- Day 11: Jolly Old Mrs. Claus ( Ana’s Spoons)
- Day 12: Congratulations to winners so far
- Day 12A: Christmas Kisses
- Day 13: Writing over the holidays
- Day 14: White Elephant
- Day 15: Christmas in Ireland
- Day 16: Christmas with her Horse
- Day 17: Christmas in Translation
- Day 18: Sex Toy Story 3
- Day 19: Second (First) Christmas
- Day 20: Christmas Stress
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