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Online Fiction Recommendations & Publications for 3/12/2013

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Here’s some pieces that I’ve particularly enjoyed over the last week, as well as pointers to some recent publications of my own.

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Audio:

P.S. If you’re in the Seattle area, Deb Taber is reading tonight at the University Bookstore and should be well worth attending.

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  1. Thanks for the kind words, Cat! To answer your question: The nature of the piece was one that the Lightspeed team wouldn’t lend itself easily to audio. So I’m currently thinking of sending it off to an audio publication.

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