From Salt Publishing’s Best British Short Stories webpage:

This series aims to reprint the best short stories published in the previous calendar year by British writers, whether based in the UK or elsewhere. The editor’s brief is wide ranging, covering anthologies, collections, magazines, newspapers and web sites, looking for the best of the bunch to reprint all in one volume. Neither genre nor Granta shall be overlooked in the search for the very best new short fiction.

I am of course thrilled to be included. This year’s collection features an amazing line-up (as announced by Salt Publishing’s Jen Hamilton Emery on Facebook):

After a year of reading and months of deliberation by editor, Nicholas Royle, the line-up for Best British Short Stories 2012 has been finalised. Coming your way in April: Emma Unsworth, HP Tinker, Michael Marshall Smith, Dan Powell, Julian Gough, Stuart Evers, Stella Duffy, Socrates Adams-Florou, Jonathan Trigell, Will Self, Jaki McCarrick, Robert Shearman, Alison MacLeod, Jo Lloyd, Neil Campbell, Joel Lane, Ramsey Campbell, Jeanette Winterson, Jon McGregor and AK Benedict.

Can’t wait to see my little story sitting shoulder to shoulder with work from so many great authors.

He had a fair smooth skin, the faintest down, and his grey eyes had an effect of heartlessness like an old man’s in which human feeling has died…Grey inhuman seventeen-year-old eyes…From behind he looked younger than he was in his dark thin ready-made suit a little too big for him at the hips, but when you met him face to face he looked older, the slatey eyes were touched with the annihilating eternity from which he had come and to which he went…The eyes which had never been young stared with grey contempt into…The eyes which had only just begun to learn a thing or two…In the tipped mirror on the washstand he could see himself, but his eyes shifted quickly from the image of smooth, never shaven cheek, soft hair, old eyes…‘They nearly got me too,’ and he raised his bandaged hand to his scarred neck.

There’s a list of characters Davis is soon to start work on over on the main blog page, and you can even suggest a character, so long as you provide a decent description from the text. Love this tumblr already. (via Faster Fiction)

I like Referential because they do things a little differently over there:

Main Entry: ref·er·en·tial

Pronunciation: \ˌre-fə-ˈren(t)-shəl\

: of, containing, or constituting a reference; especially : pointing to or involving a referent <referential language> <referential meaning>

At Referential Magazine we will be nesting a site that builds from one piece of writing (be it prose or poetry). From that piece we want other artists to submit “referential“ material. This material could be visual, auditory, written etc. We expect this project to evolve the longer it exists. We look forward to hearing from you.

So everything on the site references another work, be it a poem, a piece of art or a piece of fiction. In my story I refer to Madeline Mora-Summonte’s excellent Rooted in the Past.

If you are anything like me and you click through to my story, you won’t be able to stop yourself checking out Madeline’s. From there you are just a click away from the story from which hers is referred. The first time I visited the site I spent ages going from story to poem to artwork. There really is some great stuff over there and the fact that all the pieces there form this referential network is indeed very cool. Hope you enjoy my story and the other work presented there.

From Moonbot Studios Vimeo page:

Inspired, in equal measures, by Hurricane Katrina, Buster Keaton, The Wizard of Oz, and a love for books, “Morris Lessmore” is a story of people who devote their lives to books and books who return the favor. Morris Lessmore is a poignant, humorous allegory about the curative powers of story. Using a variety of techniques (miniatures, computer animation, 2D animation) award winning author/ illustrator William Joyce and Co-director Brandon Oldenburg present a new narrative experience that harkens back to silent films and M-G-M Technicolor musicals. “Morris Lessmore” is old fashioned and cutting edge at the same time.

“The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore” is one of five animated short films that will be considered for outstanding film achievements of 2011 in the 84th Academy Awards ®.

Film Awards Won by “The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore”
To date, “The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore” film has drummed up fans all over the world taking home the following awards:
· Cinequest Film Fest: Best Animated Short
· Palm Springs International ShortFest: Audience Favorite Award
· SIGGRAPH: Best in Show

You can buy The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore on iTunes. After watching this video, I did.

Found via bookshelfporn.com

From the introduction for Friction Issue 4:

As writers, and readers. We have been changed this month by some wonderful words. We’ve been chased down in the outback by Nikesh Murali; alongside David Houston, tracked an Arctic Fox in Crystal Palace; we’ve felt Soiled with Dan Powell; gone home with Elaine Ewart; faced up to space with Eleanor Stewart; and got closer to Junior with Dolan Morgan.

Soiled is a story that I wrote during my OU diploma in Creative Writing and continued to redraft over the time between then and my subbing it to Friction. It is a story I am particularly fond of as, I feel, it presents a positive view of men and male relationships. A word of warning though, there is a fair amount of bad language contained within, though I would add it is all there to serve the story. Just a warning for those viewing at work or with the prying eyes of little ones round about.

Please do pop over there and have a read. There is a comment form for each story so any thoughts would be welcome, good or bad, there or, if you prefer, here. If you do pop over there I would recommend taking the time to read some of the other writing on offer. There’s a whole host of interesting writing by an exciting body of authors and poets in the issue, as well as news about the theme for issue 5:

We will be publishing Issue #5 of Friction in May 2012. It will be a themed issue—we are working in collaboration with the NCLA Festival of Belonging, so we look forward to all of your work, poetry, prose, fiction or non-fiction, creative work of all shapes and sizes, on the theme of ‘belonging’.

The festival runs from Monday April 30^th to Monday May 7^th. The deadline for work is Sunday May 13^th. You can see Friction’s submission guidelines here.

Have a read then get writing and submitting.

Well, started yesterday. 553 words typed into Scrivener after a week of sorting out my first lot of research notes. I’ve been documenting the process in the rather brilliant Day One journal app. Decided on a digital journal as it mean one less notebook to carry around (already have my pocket notes, my Moleskine week-to-a-page/notebook combo and a Conceptum notebook dedicated to research notes and scraps and jottings for the novel) plus I can add links to research and (once they update it) photos and such. So far I’ve been good, taking five minutes at the end of each day to update the journal. Already, looking back it shows the baby steps I have taken.

In the coming weeks and months I plan to share little bits of info about the book as well as stuff I discover along the way about the process, or at least my process, of writing a novel, or at least this novel.

Of now to get to work. Things to be done:

• complete 4,000 words of novel for submission to my MA group
• research the mathematics of impact, body trauma from non-fatal injuries, and how buildings are demolished (all cheerful stuff)

So, as you can see, still in the very early stages. Exciting and daunting at the same time. This video, with its rather apt car metaphor in the opening, probably best explains how I am feeling. Got a long way to go and won’t know just how far till I get to the end. 10 miles to go, on a 9 mile road, but I don’t care:

Here’s hoping the whole thing turns out as brilliant as it feels in my head. But as Jim White says so eloquently:

‘There ain’t no guarantees,

None of that nonsense like on TV

Just gotta role the dice

And take your lumps’

I’m off to write.

Apparently it’s ‘the first hand-drawn Popeye cartoon in more than 30 years.‘

You can find out more about it at wilcospinach.com (how cool is that url?)

Normal service will resume shortly with, amongst other things, the skinny on my actually making a start on my MA novel, the first of 2012′s My Life in Short Fiction posts, and some awesome news that I can’t wait to share. Until then, I might have to see if some spinach can get me back on my feet.

Living Room Songs is a collection of pieces recorded by Ólafur Arnalds which, some of you may recall, made the number two slot of my Top 5 Writing Music Albums of 2011. While I was busy last November,  drafting short fiction while listening to the album on repeat, Andy Harrod was going one step further and writing flash fiction directly inspired by the moods and tones of each of the seven tracks. The result is the excellent Living Room Songs. Andy presented each piece on his blog to read for free, perhaps inspired by the tracks of Living Room Songs being available for free download on the album’s website. Following this, he decided to produce a limited run physical release.

Living Room Stories – Handmade Edition comes  in the form of a seven-inch vinyl sleeve containing a front cover and the seven individual stories presented upon separate cards, each with their own attendant artwork. For anyone of the generation that remembers handling vinyl singles it is a wonderfully tactile choice that fits the music-inspired nature of the project perfectly. Each piece provides a glimpse of a scene, telling the story of a couple in snapshot, each ‘track’ managing to remain both separate from yet still informing the others in the set. I found the stories compelling and not a little mysterious. The spaces that Andy Harrod leaves within the ‘story’ of Living Room Songs allow the reader to fill in the gaps and make the story along with him. Such an approach works well alongside the music as the prose mirrors and maintains the tone and mood of the piece it is inspired by, a feeling or image carrying the reader in the same way that music carries a listener. In fact, I followed the advice of the introduction and took the time to listen to each track along with the reading of the relevant piece, something I would recommend (the songs can be downloaded for free, and indeed purchased, here).

A  tender peek into the emotional landscape of a realtionship, Living Room Stories bridges the spaces between flash fiction and poetry and music. The layered descriptions and building up of resonant imagery both within each piece and across the ‘prose-album’ gives a sense of crisis and rising emotion that can’t help but engage the reader. It is an interesting experiment in creating fiction from music and a beautiful object that truly comes alive when reading along with the music which inspired it. The first edition run of 25 copies sold out in only 36 days but lucky for you, dear reader, the second edition is now available, and I would recommend grabbing a copy while it is still available.

If interested you can look at a digital preview Living Room Stories here.

It’s a memoir of Hill’s year spent reading only books shoe already had sitting on the shelves of her home.

Fast forward through the next twelve months, during which at least one of the following statements was made by Mrs P every time new books arrived via the post (which she collects) or over the ether to my Kindle (many repeated more than once over the period):

‘Not more books.’

‘You must have more books than you can read before you die.’

‘Someone’s been on Amazon again.’

‘Do you actually need anymore books?’

‘It’s Christmas everyday for you, isn’t it?’

‘There’s only so many books anyone needs, even you.’

To put these comments in perspective I should tell you that my wife loves books, she’s an English teacher. She herself has shelves of unread novels and non-fiction waiting patiently for her attention. For her to make the above comments takes pretty exceptional circumstances, circumstances like these. Since starting on my OU course in Creative Writing back in 2008 I had been buying more books; short-fiction, writing texts, novels, non-fiction for research, you name it, I’ve been buying it. My increased appetite for books (and to be fair I was already a pretty extravagant book buyer) developed at the same time as my renewed focus on my writing. And it isn’t just the bookshelves that are groaning under the weight of my unread reading material. My Kindle too is full of intangible books requiring my attention. The rapidly growing piles of books all across the  house could not continue unabated. I was even beginning to feel guilty myself about not reading this stuff.

One of the many shelves of unread books requiring my attention (with the exception of Being Dead, a fave of mine that is on this shelf to prompt a re-read, and The Invisible Man, which is a new copy with an intro I want to read)

Just before new year we were talking about this, a discussion prompted by my downloading about thirty books on the Kindle from their 12 Days of Christmas sale, during which I made an at-the-time flippant comment about maybe doing a Susan Hill. My wife wasn’t sure what I meant. I reminded her of the book I bought her the previous Christmas, Howard’s End is on the Landing.

‘I should do like she does in that memoir and spend a year not buying books. I should just read stuff already on the shelves and on my Kindle,’ I said.

‘Bet you can’t,’ my wife replied.

And so the challenge was set. We worked out a series of simple rules:

• I am allowed to receive books as gifts/or review copies.
• I can buy any texts NECESSARY for my MA
• If I buy anything else then I have to cook all meals for a week. (I hate cooking. This is the best kind of motivational threat for me).
• The period of time must be exactly one year.

Long story short: I can buy a book again on the 1st January 2013.

I am now onto the third week of the challenge and am finding the experience refreshing. I have already read one book that has been sat on my shelf for far too long a while (The Pearl by John Steinbeck) and am enjoying picking out stuff from my shelves and dipping in to see what takes my fancy. The plan is to clear the massive pile of short fiction collections I have amassed in the last few years, along with a fair few classic novels that I should really have read or re-read by now. Not sure what I am going to tackle next novel-wise, at the moment it’s a fight between Anne Enright’s – The Gathering, Mrs Dalloway and Robinson Crusoe, but that could change as something on the shelf or in my Kindle collections catches my eye. The time I save trawling Amazon for new purchases should free up a big chunk of reading time too. It sounds easy now but looking at this list and this list of upcoming publications for 2012, the real test is going to be when something by one of my favourite authors is released. In the meantime, I apologise if you have a book out this year, but I am prohibited from buying it, however fabulous it might be. That said, you could always bung me a review copy.

I would also point out the  irony of this challenge being inspired by a book my wife owns and has yet to read, but that would be churlish. And anyway, I have to go. Mrs Dalloway is on the landing, saying something about flowers.

The stories included in the collection had to be inspired by songs. For those interested, the songs that provided inspiration for my stories were this:

Neko Case – This Tornado Loves You

and this:

Los Campesinos! – In Media Res

Can’t wait to see what tracks had other people scribbling stories.

A couple of other exciting bits of news in the announcement post are:

• Becky Adams (she designed/hand-stitched both the covers for Caroline’s novel ‘Like Bees to Honey’ and novella ’99 Reasons Why’) has agreed to design the front cover
• There is talk of a singer-songwriter, mid-1980s pop-teen-idol-star writing the foreword.

Congratulations to everyone who got a piece accepted. Now let’s promote the arse off this and get lots of cash to a good cause.