I have a new fiction home
It’s official. I’ve moved to Substack. If you enjoy my short stories and flash fiction, here’s my Substack home: billadler.substack.com.
For the past few months, I’ve been publishing stories on Medium and Substack, but that’s been exhausting, so the time has come to establish a permanent fiction place.
I’m grateful to everyone who has signed up to receive my free, story-a-week newsletter on Substack, Fiction by Bill Adler, and hope that many more will subscribe.
I will continue to edit Centina Pentina, which publishes great microfiction, on Medium.
I’m sorry
Sweep away your typos and other mistakes
As a general rule, proofreading and editing flash fiction is easier than editing a 100,000-word novel. It’s certainly faster.
But as with longer works, typos and errors creep into flash fiction like crickets invading a basement.
Mistakes stand out in flash fiction far more than they do in longer stories…
Here’s what you need to know to get published in The 100 Images
Welcome to the guidelines for The 100 Images. We’re excited you’re here and looking forward to reading your stories. Please read the article about The 100 Images, which explains this publication in detail. Here’s the quick and dirty on what you need to know:
- Your story needs to be about…
This week’s Centina Pentina prompt is to write a story that takes place on a mountain
I grew up in Manhattan, a land of tall structures, but no mountains. The first time I saw a mountain was when I went to Maine as a child. Wow. …
Why I like flying solo with fiction
My innate, slothful tendencies brought me to Medium.
I used to submit short stories to various literary, science fiction, fantasy, and horror publications, and in those rare cases where the publication said, “yes,” I reveled in delight. But submitting to different magazines is a slog: It can take months and…
Sometimes the pen is the sword
I was sipping an espresso and intermittently tapping out my novel, when a large man sat next to me at the long, wooden communal table and said, “The Rays are coming to kill you, Lucas.”
He didn’t have a laptop, which was virtually a required accessory for entering Nimbus Coffee…
Write a story about elbow grease
When I was kid and didn’t do something as well as I should have, my father would say, “Put some elbow grease into it.”
I don’t remember him ever explaining what elbow grease was, but I got the message: Do it better, work harder, don’t get distracted.
Years later, I’m…
This is how love ends
“Everything comes to an end, doesn’t it, Bobby?”
Bobby Longstreet nodded sluggishly as if his head were trapped in molasses. …
