Posts Tagged ‘Publisher’

My Appearance On The “Off The Wagon” Podcast!

January 5, 2019

Hey, everyone!

I had the distinct pleasure of joining my friend, John Patrick Robbins, on his podcast: “Off The Wagon.” We discussed a whole range of topics about the art of writing.

Check it out @ https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=2211598919094240&id=2031362350451232&__xts__%5B0%5D=68.ARAQlNpDdatvhrVjC23rijlJinJBSuCp3DY0kibX1gL0Q2tkvrbBYFxRN-J7MtFjkFZoYATGllYEo00tY6pfflEScf1BkZreJrjKUhNVPbSiR80Om8FcTXm6nj9eBDNm0ouPLrjFOMBKOXphCGfIPLLJ7K1eAxTTJAulsgBa7vBBFlS1C

Thanks!

JLR

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My Response To Apricity Magazine

December 27, 2018

 

In mid-July of 2018, I submitted a short story to Apricity Magazine. I didn’t receive any email confirmation, and didn’t hear back from them for five months. When I did, it was a rejection, and it came on December 24, 2018; Christmas Eve.

As any serious short story writer knows, rejections are part of the game. They’re never a welcome thing, of course, and depending on how the rest of your life is going, can often be downright depressing. And if, like me, you send out lots of submissions, then, like me, you’ve probably experienced getting more than one rejection on the same day. It’s a horrible feeling. I call it the ol’ one-two punch. So at first, this rejection didn’t bother me too much. But the more I thought about it, the more I began to realize that sending a writer a rejection on a major holiday is a terrible thing for an editor to do.

Now, here I must explain that I’m not really sentimental around the holidays. Mostly, they’re just an annoyance. But the majority of people in our society do get sentimental around Christmastime, which I’m sure includes a great many writers. I can imagine how disheartening it would be for a writer who’s looking forward to a warm and happy Christmas to get a rejection on a day like Christmas Eve. And what about those writers who’re prone to depression around the holidays for one reason or another? I know from experience how it feels to get a rejection when you’re already depressed about life. It’s terrible. So the more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

That’s why I decided to write a letter expressing my thoughts to Apricity Magazine.

At this point, I have to stress that I’m not so obtuse that I can’t see the situation from Apricity’s point of view. I’m sure the editors have been working hard to finalize the details for the next issue of their magazine, which includes the unfortunate task of sending out rejection emails to authors who’ve submitted to them. I’m further sure that they wanted to get the last of their emails sent off before Christmas, when they’d be home and spending time with their loved ones. I’m sure—at least, I hope—that they were too busy to stop and think about how authors might feel about getting rejections on Christmas Eve. And I’m equally sure that I wasn’t the only author who got one that day.

So, yes, I can understand. Editing and publishing a magazine isn’t an easy job, and sometimes to get a job done you have to be a bit coldhearted.

Still, that’s no excuse. My reasoning for saying this is, after spending months sorting through the stories, the chore of sending out rejection emails could’ve easily been put off for a couple days. All it takes is a bit of conscientiousness to stop and say, “Wait a minute. Maybe rejecting an artist’s work on Christmas Eve isn’t the best thing to do for obvious reasons.”

It would also be disingenuous of me not to admit that writing a letter to an editor after a rejection is considered very unprofessional. Some of the websites I visit when researching places to submit even have disclaimers specifically asking writers not to do that, which I can also understand. I’m sure a lot of writers out there don’t take rejection well, and probably respond with some very angry and crude messages. All of which is to say that I didn’t undertake this task lightly. I gave it some serious thought. But in the end, I decided that it had to be done.

Fellow writers of the world, I wrote this letter for all of us.


Hello, Apricity Magazine.

Earlier today, I received a rejection email from your publication regarding my short story: “Pentecost.” Unfortunately, I deleted the email, so I’m unable to respond directly to the editor. I sent that submission in July, which was five months ago. So your magazine waited FIVE MONTHS, only to reject my story on CHRISTMAS EVE?

I’ve put up with a lot of BS from publishers over the years, but this will not stand. There’s no reason why you couldn’t have waited a couple days before sending out that email. Christmas is a time when most people are spending time with family, trying to be positive about life. Many people struggle with mental health issues during this time. Authors are artists, and sensitive about their work; so sending a rejection on Christmas Eve of all days is one of the most insensitive things I can imagine a publisher doing to an author. It’s like spitting in someone’s face just before sucker punching him/her in the gut.

Now, I’m well acquainted with the harsh realities of the publishing world, blah-blah-blah. You still did an unnecessarily heartless thing. As for me, I’m a bit of a Scrooge, so make no mistake: I’m writing this letter not for me, but on behalf of all of the other writers in the world who have to tolerate this sort of treatment. It leeches the joy out of the very act of writing.

So in conclusion, allow me to say that I’ll never dream of submitting to you people ever again, and I’m going to make sure that all of my author friends—as well as everyone who subscribes to my various blogs, social media pages, content channels, etc.—know about this, and know how you treat writers.

Enough is enough, and it’s time that we authors let our voices be heard.


Luckily, there’s a happy ending here. In that five month interim, “Pentecost” was published by The Rye Whiskey Review @ https://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/12/pentecost-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez_2.html

Thanks for reading.

JLR

Call For Submissions @ The Abyss E-zine!

July 21, 2018

 

Okay, everybody. By request of my friend, fellow author, and editor, John Patrick Robbins, this is a call for submissions to the newly arrived Abyss E-zine of horror and dark literature! Send him your darkest poems, prose, and artwork. It’s a non-paying market, but Mr. Robbins will promote your work, and as an author himself, he knows how to treat writers!

Submission guidelines here: http://theabyssmag.blogspot.com/p/submissions.html

Good luck!

JLR

Interview @ Ramingo! Blog

November 27, 2017

 

Hey, everyone! My short story: “Lucifer In High-heels,” has been published in Ramingo’s Porch Issue #1, and here’s a link to my author interview @ Ramingo! Blog:

Jesse Lynn Rucilez

Thank you to everyone who continues to support my work!

JLR

Lucifer In High-heels @ Ramingo’s Porch!

November 25, 2017

 

Hey, everyone! The first issue of Ramingo’s Porch Literary Magazine, featuring my short story: “Lucifer In High-heels,” as well as other stunning prose and gorgeous artwork, is now available @ Amazon.com:

https://www.amazon.com/Ramingos-Porch-Issue/dp/0998847658/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1511617834&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Ramingo%27s+Porch

Thank you to everyone who continues to support my work!

JLR

Delirium Tremens Has Been Accepted By Anotherealm Lit-Mag!

November 16, 2017

 

Hey, everyone! I’m very happy to announce that my short story: “Delirium Tremens” has been accepted for publication by Anotherrealm Online Literary Magazine! Furthermore, I’m incredibly proud to add that Anotherrealm is also a paying market! The above photo is me with my signed contract, marking the first time to date that I’ve been paid for my work!

I’ll announce more as the info about Anotherrealm’s next online issue becomes available.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support my work!

JLR


Read an excerpt from “Delirium Tremens” here:

https://jlrucilez.wordpress.com/2016/12/20/delirium-tremens-short-story-excerpt/

“Lucifer In High-heels” @ Pski Porch/Ramingo! Blog

October 19, 2017

Hey, everyone!

I’m excited to announce that my short story: “Lucifer In High-heels” has been accepted for publication by Pski’s Porch/Ramingo! Blog Publishing. Ramingo! is an international magazine based out of Italy. I’ll post a link once the issue I’m in is published.

Read an excerpt from “Lucifer” here:

https://jlrucilez.wordpress.com/2016/05/02/lucifer-in-high-heels-short-story-excerpt/

Thanks to everyone who reads my work!

JLR

Jesse Lynn Rucilez Author Resume

January 2, 2017

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Jesse Lynn Rucilez was born in Reno, Nevada. Growing up, Jesse was an avid reader of Sherlock Holmes stories and Marvel Comics. Throughout his life, Jesse has mainly worked in the security industry, both in Seattle, Washington and Reno, Nevada, and taught self-defense for several years before deciding to focus on writing. Inspired by authors such as Harlan Ellison, Stephen King, and Kurt Vonnegut, he prefers to write literary horror and science fiction, exploring what he calls “the dark side of the American Dream.”


Death of a Hacker (Mystery, 247 words), 2013, Included in The Darwin Murders e-book anthology (Editors: Candace C. Bowen/Paul De Lancey).

https://www.amazon.com/Darwin-Murders-Candace-C-Bowen-ebook/dp/B00ENQBI7Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1483100789&sr=1-1&keywords=darwin+murders


Meal of A Lifetime (Horror, 3,188 words), 2015, Empty Sink Publishing (Editor: Suanne Schafer).

http://emptysinkpublishing.com/fiction/meal-of-a-lifetime/


Epicenter (Science Fiction, 3,119 words), 2016, Empty Sink Publishing (Editor: Suanne Schafer), Pushcart Prize Nominee.

http://emptysinkpublishing.com/fiction/epicenter/

Reprint: 2018, The Rye Whiskey Review (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

http://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/06/epicenter-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez.html


Blood & Stuffing (Fantasy, 3,561 words), 2016, Orcs Unlimited (Editor” Pat McNary). Original fiction based on The Escape From Teddy Bear Island RPG.

http://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/121543/Escape-from-Teddy-Bear-Island


In Spite of Her Will (Literature, 2,034 words), 2017, The Borfski Press (Editor: Shawn Hatfield).

https://theborfskipress.com/2017/06/19/issue-ii-out-now/


Lucifer In High-heels (Literature, 1,892 words), 2017, Ramingo’s Porch (Editor Mendes Biondo).

https://www.amazon.com/Ramingos-Porch-Issue/dp/0998847658/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1511617834&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Ramingo%27s+Porch

Reprint: 2018, The Dope Fiend Daily (Editor: Scot Simmons).

https://thedopefienddaily.blogspot.com/2018/08/lucifer-in-high-heels-by-jesse-rucilez.html


Delirium Tremens (Horror, 3,765 words), 2018, Anotherealm Online Literary Magazine (Editor: Gary Markette).

http://www.anotherealm.com/2018/ar120118.php


Ashes & Embers (Mystery/Fantasy, 6,630 words), 2018, Orcs Unlimited (Editor: Pat Mcnary). Original fiction based on characters and concepts from the Small Wardens RPG.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07GPZTJQ2/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1534898604&sr=8-1&pi=AC_SX236_SY340_QL65&keywords=long+tail+p.i.&dpPl=1&dpID=51zeXk5EuNL&ref=plSrch


Blurring The Edge (Literature, 4,593 words), 2018, Ramingo’s Porch (Editor: Mendes Biondo).

https://www.amazon.com/Ramingos-Porch-Issue-3/dp/1948920042


As If Nothing Ever Happened (Literature, 460 words), The Rye Whiskey Review (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

http://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/06/as-if-nothing-ever-happened-by-jesse.html


What Came Over Her (Horror, 3,135 words), The Abyss E-zine (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

http://theabyssmag.blogspot.com/2018/07/what-came-over-her-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez.html


Betrayal (Poem/Novel Excerpt, 262 words), The Rye Whiskey Review (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

https://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/07/betrayal-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez.html?showComment=1532450401031#c5631415623992908573


Precious Time (Horror, 5,470 words), The Abyss E-zine (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

https://theabyssmag.blogspot.com/2018/09/precious-time-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez.html?showComment=1535923389887#c3623231498083035760


Midnight Snack (Horror, 3,181 words), The Abyss E-zine (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

https://theabyssmag.blogspot.com/2018/09/midnight-snack-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez_88.html


Once You Get To Know Him (Literature, 2,457 words), 2018, The Borfski Press (Editor: Shawn Hatfield).

http://www.lulu.com/shop/the-borfski-press/issue-iv/ebook/product-23848753.html


Pentecost (Literature, 2,195 words), 2018, The Rye Whiskey Review (Editor: John Patrick Robbins).

https://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/12/pentecost-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez_2.html


Equation (Flash/Science Fiction, 954 words), 2019, Idiot Free Zone (Editor: Jose Rosa).

https://www.idiotfreezone.com/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=837:equation&catid=87&Itemid=500


PRO-T-EN Man (Science Fiction, 4,471 words), 2019, Unlikely Stories (Editor: Jonathan Penton).

http://www.unlikelystories.org/content/pro-t-en-man

Lucifer In High-heels (Short Story Excerpt)

May 2, 2016

August 16th, 2017.
Hinckley, Oregon.
4:23 p.m.

Disgusted, Lance Felder held Ursula’s hips as she gripped the oak headboard. Moaning, the thin, oversexed woman ground her pubic bone into his upper mandible. Painful, but not unbearable. Ursula had wanted to make love—again—but Lance hadn’t been able to muster the strength for another mattress rodeo. So he’d begged off, claiming fatigue—not mentioning the half bottle of wine he’d polished off after lunch—and offered her what he called “his specialty” instead: a Felder Tongue Ride. With a sigh and a roll of her Botoxed eyes, Ursula had shrugged off her silk robe and shoved him onto her king-sized bed. Then she’d climbed aboard, straddling Lance’s face while he forced his tongue onto her flesh.

Not that Ursula tasted bad. Not at all. She groomed and took care of herself. She just didn’t taste young. She didn’t taste fresh.

“Oh, honey!” the enraptured woman moaned, rocking her hips to and fro. “Oh, Lance, baby! Oh, yeah! Just…uh!…oh, yeah, right…THERE!”

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ursie. Just get off already.

When she had, Ursula slid to Lance’s right, collapsing in a sweaty heap. Hands pressed to her face. Lips sputtering. Legs quivering. Bleach-blonde hair a mess. Lance couldn’t help but notice the graying roots, the veins in her weathered hands.

“God, Lance! You do that so well!”

“Thanks, babe. You know I love getting you wet.”

With an inner sigh, Lance rolled over and gave Ursula an obligatory kiss. She thrust her tongue in his mouth. He winced but reciprocated.

“What a day. Think I’ll take a nap.”

“Sounds good, Ursie.” I guess fucking and lounging by the pool all day is pretty tiresome.

“Wanna join me?”

Lance sat up, hoping his desperation didn’t show. “Uh, I’d love to, babe, but I got some work to do.”

Ursula grinned. “The novel, eh?”

“Yeah…the novel.” Just another piece of my heart. Destined to be ignored.

“Is it as good as the first two, you think?”

You mean the first two that were rejected by every publisher on both coasts? “Oh, it’s even better.”

“That’s great, darling! I can’t wait to read it…”

“When it’s finished, babe. You know that.”

“I know.” Ursula yawned, exposing capped, bleached teeth. “But you know I get impatient.”

“Oh, I know,” Lance replied with no trace of sarcasm.

“Hey, would you be a doll and mix me a rum and Coke.”

“Yeah, sure.” And I’ll be sure to take it easy on the Coke.

Another yawn. “Thank you, honey.”

Lance climbed over Ursula—enduring another kiss—and strode into the hall. Barefoot. Shirtless. His upper body toned and tanned. Dark hair jouncing on his shoulders. A thick beard hiding his forlorn expression. He wore a pair of ripped designer jeans, slacker style; low on his hips, top button undone. At thirty-two, he still looked twenty, but felt much older. A Bohemian soul, no longer young at heart.

All that money, and all she does is drown her troubles in booze day after day…

 

Hands thrust in his jean pockets, Lance turned left, walking down the wide staircase.
The day had gotten off to a bad start, and promised to end even worse. Lance had awoken next to Ursula, slipped out of bed without waking her, and crept downstairs. The maid, Louisa, had wished him a good morning and started a pot of coffee. Outside, Lance had gone through his morning workout of push-ups, crunches, and twenty laps in the pool. Then, coffee in hand, he’d opened his e-mail to find two rejection notices from two different publishers:

Dear Mr. Felder,

Thank you for your recent submission. Unfortunately, this doesn’t meet our publishing needs at this time. Feel free to submit again. Good luck publishing your novel elsewhere.

Sincerely,

Publisher-at-large.

Two of those in one day. Talk about heartache.

Lance had sat, head in hand, for awhile, then plunged back into his current novel. The story of a man traveling cross-country by train, en route to see his dying father one last time. A good story. A worthwhile story. A story he had to finish. Lance had gotten a few strong sentences down when Louisa appeared to inform him that Ursula had awoken. Of course, he didn’t have to drop everything and rush to her side…but he did, anyway.

Gotta keep the bread buttered.

Ursula always slept in the nude; said it made her feel young. Looking at her naked form, Lance couldn’t help but notice the wrinkles and creases creeping into her flesh. She tried, though. Oh, how she tried. Personal trainers. Weird diets. Plastic surgery. But Father Time had grabbed hold, and wouldn’t let go. She had twenty years on Lance; old enough to be his mother. Still, he’d climbed back into bed as he had so many mornings and reassured Ursula as best he could. Still beautiful. Still desirable. They’d begun in the normal way, but after growing tired of her desperate kisses, Lance had flipped her over and vented his frustrations at not being published with every thrust.

And Ursula had loved it.


“Lucifer In High-heels” was published in Ramingo’s Porch Issue #1, now available @ Amazon.com:

https://www.amazon.com/Ramingos-Porch-Issue/dp/0998847658/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1511617834&sr=8-1&keywords=The+Ramingo%27s+Porch

Thank you for reading!

JLR


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