My Story Won An Award…Sort Of

Hubbard AwardMy short story, “The Cat’s Meow,” received a Silver Honorable Mention from the L. Ron Hubbard Writers of the Future Contest!

What does this mean? Not much, really—simply that my story beat out a few thousand other entries to be selected for a category slightly above the ordinary, non-metallic Honorable Mentions, but far, far below the actual winners, finalists, and semi-finalists.

(What’s more important is that “The Cat’s Meow” will be published in Disturbed Digest by Alban Lake Publishing in June 2018.)

One thing that’s been keeping me up at night: If I’m a writer of the future, does that mean I’m not a writer of the present?

Will You Vote For Me in the Bards and Sages Reader’s Choice Awards?

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Please consider voting for me, Josh Schlossberg, in the Bards and Sages Quarterly Reader’s Choice Awards!

Just CLICK HERE, scroll down to the July 2017 issue, and click on my name!

The author with the most votes per issue will have his or her short story reprinted in a “Best Of” compilation.

If you’re feeling really generous, scroll down to the bottom of the page and vote for me as the Bards and Sages Quarterly author of the year. Thanks!

 

Drain Published in Bards and Sages Quarterly

Josh Schlossberg’s short story, “Drain” leads off the July 2017 issue of Bards and Sages Quarterly, along with 16 other speculative fiction authors’ amazing tales!

Purchase the e-book for $2.99 and print version for $9.84.

Excerpt:

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As I lay in bed, leafing through my old hardcover copy of Talking to Heaven, I felt a tickle on my wrist. Some sort of beetle the size of an apple seed, flat and brown, nonchalantly crawled up my arm, as if out for an evening stroll. I shrieked and blew it onto the nightstand.

Since I’ve lived in the city my whole life, only getting out into the country a handful of times over the years, I was never much of a fan of bugs. Spiders hunched in dark corners. Bloated worms rotting on the sidewalk after a rain. Fruit flies buzzing around the sink in a cloud of filth. I know insects are a part of nature, but so is the flu—just because something’s natural doesn’t mean it’s good…

READ MORE at Bards and Sages Quarterly