Last night, Rob told me that the milk carton had sprung a leak and that he’d had to transfer the milk into other containers. So this morning, I got up and poured a milk out of a cocktail shaker. Mmm… milktini’s anyone?

Good heavens. For Solo Cello, op. 12 apparently made the British Science Fiction Association long list for Best Short Story 2007. It did not make it to the short list, but I’m stunned to find my story near the list at all.

Several friends also make an appearance: Ted Kosmatka (who pointed the list out to me), Aliette de Bodard, John Scalzi… Best of all, they link to a lot of the fiction, which means it’s a treasure trove of really good stuff.