I just heard from Simon Cooper that a story of his that went across the Space Squid desk has recently been published in "Postcards from Uranus." It’s called "Little Marvin’s Private Dancer." He says that some of the comments we sent helped with a successful rewrite, although officially Space Squid recommends that nobody ever take our advice, mainly for medical reasons.
I have to say "Little Marvin’s" is an awesome story, it’s got drugs and sex and Cronenbergian biology. And the best thing about it, the conceit doesn’t violate the principle of conservation of matter and energy. I hate it when stories do that, it’s just stupid.