It is nearly inconceivable to me that my name was spoken on stage as a nominee. It was dream of myself as a child so many years ago, a dream that was not much different than the stories I read–a flight of fancy, something you don’t expect to come true but you enjoy thinking about.

Less than a month from now I’ll be in Washington, D.C., for the Nebula Awards ceremony. My story “The Old Equations” is nominated for the best novelette award. As a young writer, one of the things that I often wondered was how much a story would or could change from first draft to second to the final draft. I thought I’d provide some insight by posting the very first draft of “The Old Equations” for you. If you haven’t read …