Part of being an assistant editor means reading slush. "Slush" is the pile of unsolicited story manuscripts publishers receive from hopeful authors. It's not a pretty name; it's not generally a glorious pursuit. Slush sits in the assistant editor's inbox, dribbling memetic juices all over your mind-space. It occasionally belches, but it doesn't need to. It makes its presence known through sheer virtual weight. That is, Slush is ever-present in your mind as something to do, something that will never get done, a taxing, burdensome, obese thing that drags at your thoughts and threatens your sanity.
But occasionally, you come up with some real gems. Lo'ihi Rising from issue 15, for example—drawn from the slush pile by diligent slush delver, Sara Ellis. Or The Absence of Stars—winner of the Washington Science Fiction Association Small Press Award, and also dredged up by Sara Ellis.
We've been trimming the slush pile recently at IGMS. It's looking almost svelte, now. While I'm taking a brief break from reading slush, I thought I'd compose this to let hopeful authors out there know what we, the assistant editors of Orson Scott Card's Intergalactic Medicine Show, hope to find as we push through the slush pile. Also, what we hope NOT to find.
Read More... Posted by docmagik (Member # 1131) on :
Thanks, Scott.
Posted by Kathleen Dalton Woodbury (Member # 12050) on :
Scott, any chance I could quote your post, or at least post the blog links over in the Hatrack River Writers Workshop forum?
Edited to add: Hah! Just realized that the best plan would be to post a link back to this topic.
Posted by Scott R (Member # 567) on :
Go right ahead!
Posted by Kathleen Dalton Woodbury (Member # 12050) on :