Someone I went out of my way to see if they had something of theirs I could publish, by asking editors of a magazine I saw some fiction of hers in, just won the World Fantasy Award for Best Short Story.
To know that you’re kinda responsible for someone starting a career after helping to put them on the map is, um, hm… a LOT to fucking take in.
I get a bit intimidated by the implications and importance of this occurrence, when it hits me in waves.
And I also secretly want to it to happen again, i.e. to do this again with someone else…
Here’s the link to the official announcement:
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