Below the fold, a scan of the first story I ever sold, a piece I wrote under the title “Carving The Pelican.”
I sold it to the Japanese magazine Jidaijin for a hundred bucks.
They paid promptly, printed it in English and Japanese, misspelled my name three times in three different ways, and changed the title to “Incomoplete [sic] Sculpture of Pelican.”
I changed it back when I printed it in Terrain a year or so later, in February 1993.
Large jpg below the fold. Terry Karney offers a short observation on the piece here.












“bades me stay.”
Shudder.
Ah, youth.
Shudder.
Change it. It’s not carved in stone.
It’s not carved in stone.
*laughs*
(Stolen.)
Why is there a small stork at the bottom of the page? Were you pregnant?
Also; “oblong eccentricities”?
Not that i <u>know</u> of.
In September 1992, we spent a marvelous day at Point Reyes. We watched the pelicans swooping and fishing in bay. I loved the suddenness of their splooshes into the water.