Several months ago, I sold a few stories to an editor. After signing, I began hearing rumors about some of the editor’s views, none of which I share. At the time I had little concern, because my working relationship with them was strictly professional.
I want it clear that most of my friends know my politics, and I’ve no major qualms with those whose world views don’t quite align with mine. Courtesy, decency, dignity, and compassion have to be on display, but otherwise, I require no loyalty oaths.
Views of this particular person came to light, and I realized that I cannot work with them anymore. I won’t name names; the genre writing community already knows who they are, and a quick look at my published work will allow others to guess with relative ease.
I’m aware all this sounds incredibly diplomatic. It may be too much so for some. I don’t enjoy gossip, nor do I enjoy bringing such matters to light. Others may do as they wish. However, for myself, I don’t think I can stand by and allow myself to be associated with this particular person or press anymore. I will not be sending them fiction from this point forward.
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Derek Austin Johnson has lived most of his life in the Lone Star State. His work has appeared in The Horror Zine, Rayguns Over Texas!, Horror U.S.A.: Texas, Campfire Macabre, The Dread Machine, and Generation X-ed.
He lives in Central Texas.