I'm still basically on extended leave from the site subject to, y'know, emotional burnout and stuff. However, as is entirely appropriate of whiney little wusses wallowing curled up semi-fetally on the floor, I just got a poem published. Check it:

http://www.aphelion-webzine.com/poetry/2012/03/Don'tCryLittleRobot.html

Hey, everyone. Just a reminder about our Original Fiction contest: write an original story, submit it to us at three@republibot.com and we'll run it on the site. At the end of the contest, our readers vote on which one we like best, and that person wins. Thus far we have two entries from Mamafisi, and a third - from Neorandomizer - was to run today, but owing to my wonky schedule, I didn't have a chance to get it edited in time. It'll run in this slot next week.

Our first entry in our first-ever Amateur Science Fiction Competition concludes today. We have room for many more.

The rules are simple: submit an original story (No fanfic) and if it meets our lenient and frankly unprofessional editorial standards, we'll run it on the site, giving you, dear author, full credit. Your work will be seen by thousands of people.

At the end of the contest, the readers will vote for whomever they like best. It's just that easy!

You'll retain your own copyright, and we're not making any money off of anything, we're just attempting to provide a venue for new artists to find an audience, 'cuz we're cool like that. We don't make a dime off of it.

Got a story you'd like to submit, or some questions about the competition as a whole? Contact me at three@republibot.com

I’d tell you my name, but it doesn’t matter.

I overslept. There was a polite knock at the door. A man kept saying my unimportant name, and asking if I was alright. I allowed as how I was, but the man had to physically see me to make sure. I answered the door in my underwear. I was old. He was thirty-one. He recoiled a bit in revulsion, then composed himself and said he was glad I was doing well, and breakfast would be ready any time I wanted it. I thanked him without meaning it, and he smiled without meaning it, and went away.