Twas the night before publication and all through the house, the writer was stirring, not quiet as a mouse.
Wow…ten years ago I never thought I would see this day. It’s unreal to think tomorrow I’ll be joining the rank of “published author”. Yeah, it’s only a short story, and yeah, it’s not a physical copy, but Canary is MY work…and originally, I wasn’t going to write it.
Back in October I was doing what most twenty-one year olds do after a night of fun, and I was woken up by a loud, resounding “DING” from my phone.
“What dirtbag is texting me this early?” I thought.
It wasn’t a text as I had thought before, but my lovely mentor emailing me about a flash fiction for Akashic Books. I forgot about it until October 31st, and then the conversation went a little like this:
Justin: Did you get my email about the flash fiction?
Me: I just found it buried under my emails.
Justin: Feel free to give it a shot
Me: Gotta have an idea of what I’d like to do before I go in.
Justin: It’s only 750 words.
Long story short, I didn’t want to write it, Justin wanted me to write it, so I wrote it.
Two days later, I received a message from Justin telling me to look at my email.
Prepare for take off. The Canary takes flight tomorrow…
B.R. Fairchild 