A year ago this December, one of the luminaries of the independent author self-publishing community proposed an anthology of short stories to be published by an ad hoc group of authors. This was proposed on the Writers’ Café of the Kboards (Kindle Boards) website. This call to stories was immediately me with enthusiasm. Many authors wanted their story included; some offered services like proofreading. I began working on my short story. There was no shortage of volunteers. There were plenty of Indians but no chief. For while the honcho who had proposed the idea was good at delegating authority, he did not really want to accept the role of Editor-in-Chief. I do not write to assign blame.

I don’t know if that was the fatal flaw or not. My review of the relevant threads on the project is incomplete. Much good will and talent was thrown into the proposed anthology. For a while, it looked like the whole thing might gel and move to completion. In the end, it founded and fell apart. It went blub blub and sank.

Then something remarkable happened.

A new crew, including some of the original members, put on the mantle of authority, a line from Aeschylus, resurrected the anthology and propelled it forward. There was plenty of discussion about the type of stories, length, what charity to donate any profits to—it had been decided at the outset not to publish for profit—absolutely the right decision, in my experience. A new editor emerged, Andrew Ashling. He had the good habit of showing up regularly for work. He made good executive decisions and grew into the job of editor. A female clique developed. Fortunately, it made good decisions. There were spirited exchanges back and forth. Once the cover design had been selected, one writer wanted the book to be called the “The Hip Pocket Anthology,” until it was pointed out to him that the pocket in question was not on the hip.

Long story short, on December 14, 2014, Stories On The Go, a Kboards Flash Anthology was published to immediate acclaim. It grows stronger in the rankings every day, it seems. Everyone who contributed a story or helped in some way with the anthology has a right to feel proud. It’s a feather in our cap.

I’ve wondered how such a diverse assortment of independent authors, some who have created their own publishing houses, could coalesce and create an anthology. I realized that being independent did not mean anti-social. I think we all understood that there would be no third-time-is-a-charm opportunity.

Kboaards AnthologyMy story “Einstein Stayed Here,” set in Brooklyn, is in the middle of the pack. So, load up your Kindle, put in your heavy-duty eyeballs, and start reading.

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