It’s sort of weird to talk about this because it’s the sort of thing I used to fantasize about since I first got the whole handle on what “being a writer” really meant. You know, after all the nights spent writing drunk in front of the computer and all those days working endless retail jobs and all those awkward moments trying to explain to friends and acquaintances that I’m like, really trying to achieve my dreams and shit. I sort of bailed on university for all this. I work a shitty customer service job (and sometimes actually enjoy it) for this.
Over the weekend I signed a contract that had my name on it, plus the name of my book, plus the name of a publisher. And I signed it. And then on Tuesday the editor of said publisher made a Facebook official (as in, official) announcement:
Dark House Press is thrilled to announce that we are going to be publishing a short story collection by Rebecca Jones-Howe in 2015. The collection, entitled VILE MEN, is dark, seductive, powerful, touching and told with a voice that lulls you into submission with elegant, enlightened prose. Rebecca has had work published, or is forthcoming, in PANK, Punchnel’s, Pantheon Magazine, Out of the Gutter Online, Pulp Modern, and Pulp Metal Magazine as well as both of our anthologies, The New Black and Exigencies. She was also the winner of the 2012 WAR writing competition at LitReactor. Welcome her to the family. She’s an emerging voice that you’ll be hearing a lot from in the near future.
I’ll keep the bragging short. But in all honesty, it’s been an overwhelming couple days, hearing congratulations from family and friends, coworkers (both former and current), and online writer friends I’ve never met in real life, and from absolute strangers (or fans, or whatever). It really does mean a lot.
I’d say more about all this but I tend to sound super arrogant when I talk about myself for too long. In the meantime, if you’re on Facebook you can: