#get published

Submissions are officially open for Woven Webs Issue 02 "Bite the Hand"! For this issue submissions are open to creators across all of Australia! Creators will be paid $100 per accepted piece. The theme for this issue is inspired by the phrase "Don't bite the hand that feeds you". Your submission might include themes of loyalty, rebellion, status or power, or use imagery such as dogs, wolves, hands, teeth or eating. Or your submission might be in conversation with themes of rebellion by rebelling against typical form and structure. Submissions will be open until 1/4/26. Woven Webs is looking for fiction, poetry, visual art and more, especially works that usually struggle to be published in literary magazines like experimental and multi medium works, and speculative genres like science fiction and fantasy. We can't wait to see what you come up with!

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here's something worth knowing if you're a writer who's been told your book is "too niche" —

traditional publishing is finally catching up.

the genres that used to live exclusively in fanfiction archives, self-published corners of the internet, and passionate subreddits? they're showing up on acquisition lists at major publishers now. cosy fantasy. sapphic romance. dark academia. eco-horror. cli-fi. grief memoirs that don't try to be universally palatable.

and the reason is actually kind of beautiful — publishers have started to understand what readers online already knew: that a small audience who genuinely loves something is worth infinitely more than a large audience who's mildly interested.

you don't need everyone. you need your people.

If you have been wondering what's been keeping from writing recently, here's why:

I've been helping out at Holland House Books' The Island Prize as their administrator!

What is the Island Prize?

It's a literary competition held each year for African writers (people who were born in Africa or who belong to the African diaspora) to potentially get their first ever book published!

This year's longlist of writers has been announced, so please check them out!

And to any other African writers, please keep an eye out for the next round! Your book could be next on the list!

For more information, you can check out the Holland House Books socials!

Remember that little ditty you were writing once? That experimental poetry you were unleashing your emotions through?

Get it Published.

That's right. Nothing will light a fire underneath you like accomplishing goals! If you're anything like me the only reason you really want to write a book, is to get it published. Now I'm no expert on publishing, you'll have to do a google like I did. But I found a small company that helped me publish a book of poetry.

Evidence: Kraken by Anna (Span) Streatfeild

Once you have one Actually Published piece of writing, it will bolster your confidence. Invest in yourself. Even if you don't already have an audience, even if the only copies you sell are to your partner and your mum... at least you have a book published!

Look at you go you little Author!

CONVOCATORIA / CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS

“Ilusiones is a bilingual Medium publication that aims to create a space for Caribbean and Latin-American creatives.

Languages: Spanish, English and Spanglish.

We are currently accepting: Fiction, Personal Essays, Poetry and Visual Art submissions.

Ilusiones accepts Caribbean and Latin-American creatives from all walks of life. We want to create a space for LGBTQIA+ and diverse perspectives, not spread hate.

We are a brand new publication, and are excited to grow this community with you! Support us by following our pub and twitter

"On the Job" is going to be PUBLISHED.

Step one is de-Star Wars-ifying it which will happen at the same time as Step 2: new chapters. Here's an excerpt:

The Tacer smelled like fish. Tacers always smelled like fish. The rotund male wiped a string of drool from his chin. For a second the ink black skin of his flashed under the dense white fur covering his body. This was how Tacers sweat, but Rhea couldn’t tell if the scrapper was sweating from the warm weather or from the offer she had proposed. Behind him, a cooling unit hummed out frozen air. It was losing its battle with Gremlyn’s arid climate. The Tacer’s shop was open-air, like all the shops in this part of the city.

Rhea set her fists on the table among tech fragments from a dozen worlds. “What do you think? Do we have a deal?” she asked. Her dark eyes didn’t blink as she spoke. Bound back with a head wrap, her irdu tendrils shifted nervously.

The Tacer scratched the back of his neck with short claws, more drool running down his chin. “A couple of inquiries have come in about this,” he mused.

“But I can buy it now,” Rhea cut in. “Give me an hour to get the payment from my ship and I’ll take it off your hands today.”

The Tacer rolled his eyes in her direction. His merchant’s mind was at work. “I’d need a reservation fee,” he said.

Rhea’s lip twitched. She should have expected this. The battery link wasn’t worth its weight in credits for the raw materials inside. But that wasn’t why she was interested in it. She suspected that wasn’t why anyone was interested in it.

“How much?” she asked, irdu squirming.

The Tacer pretended to think, scratching his fur. “Ten percent sounds fair,” he said.

Internally, Rhea’s head dropped, but on the outside she didn’t flinch. This purchase was already costing her far more than she’d anticipated, and there wasn’t even a guarantee it would pay off. Ten percent more would leave her eating rehydrated noodles for at least a month. But she would live.

“Fine,” she agreed. She straightened her back, rising up half a meter above the diminutive Tacer. “Do I have your word you won’t sell it until I get back?”

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