Weekly Avocet

Weekly Avocet is weekly magazine published by The Avocet, a Journal of Nature Poetry.  As I support good environmentalists in any form I would like to spread The Avocet as often as I can. Also, I’m delighted to have my poem and some haikus published in this Weekly Avocet–#372. Thank you, Editor Charles for choosing my works.
Below is the link to Weekly Avocet–#372. Feel free to check it out.
The Weekly Avocet – #372

Byung A.


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–Byung A. Fallgren


Recently I've received an acceptance letter and a publishing contract 
from the publisher to whom I've submitted my book manuscript. Brief 
joy evaporated as I read the contract. It says that I market the book 
with my own expense, reasoning that the book has been published before.
When? Then I realized that they meant the book campaign I ran on 
Kindle Scout a month ago. 

Before running the campaign, I had thought I should find a literary 
agent or publisher first. But I didn't want to wait a few months to 
get a response from them. So I ran the campaign unsuccesfully which 
turned out to be a pitfall that hinders my effort to find 
a publisher.

This publisher wants e-book publishing right also. I've converted 
my manuscript into an ebook format myself, and I want to keep 
e-book publishing right to myself. So I've decided not to sign 
the contract. I've published it with Amazon.

The editor of the publishing company says that my book 
Infinite Deluge resonates.  

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Thank you so much for your support.


by Byung A. Fallgren

The Reason I was Freed

A week after I started working at the Perion Field One, Clive came to the prison to see me.  “How do you like your job so far?”  he asked.

“I like it better than being your assistant,” I said, glancing at his dark suit that matched his shiny dark hair.

With a cold smirk, he took a pack of cigarette from his coat pocket, lit one, took a deep inhale, and gazed at me through the smoke.  “You haven’t changed one bit.”

“Unless you accept my demands, I will stay here.”

He scoffed.  “Our leader told me to teach you a lesson to be a loyal servant.”

“So, what are you going to do with me?”

“I could throw you into a torture chamber but I am too nice to do that.  I don’t want to waste your quality, so…” he paused.

I waited for his next word, curious.

“You are not good enough to be my assistant.  So, I recommend you to be a common security guard,” he said condescendingly.

“I can live with that.  Where will I be working?”

“Let’s go,” he said, walking toward his vehicle.