I was mentally preparing for too many hours of football viewing on a rainy Sunday by fiddling around online. In the process, I came across this post regarding my satirical pornography-with-aliens story, “Sleeping with the Anemone” which appears in the online Otherworlds Anthology:

“There once was a golden age when I was barely old enough to slip in under the tent flap and into the show. We now call it the golden age of the pulps. The pages were raggedy-edged and they were expensive. Well, twenty-five cents mostly, but they were thick. Tales of wonderment and awe, a life of adventure and romance down at the corner drug store. Good stuff. My humble submission is: e-format publishing is the closest thing the 21st Century has to the pulps of my childhood. These e-thingys are the new pulps. And inside? The pulp pieces we would have written long ago if we had been around then to write them…

“How’s about sex with alien vegetable life-forms? Uh… in the heyday of the pulps we would have to have called it “inter-species hanky-panky.” Mercurio D. Rivera calls his tale “Sleeping with the Anemone.” … The offerings of Otherworlds—including Ian Faulkner’s “Cadmus Graves and the Missing Clone,” Lawrence Dagstine’s “Human Transfer,” Mercurio Rivera’s “Sleeping with the Anemone,” and “Heramphrodites are from Mercury” by Trent Roman are… well, pulpy. These guys have tapped the magic well of pulpitude: Slurp, slurp, slurp… ”

Very cool.