…amantha Rolfes). I was baking flatbreads on the hearthstone when I saw my sister walk out of the forest. I paused, disbelieving. She had left us, many years ago, to become a hermit. She had abandoned both my husband Nayen and me, and we had never heard from her afterwards. We had thought her safely ensconced within the forest, weathering monsoon after monsoon in some crude hut, serenely meditating on the gods of the Triad. And now she was walking…
…Just a heads-up that Athena Andreadis’s fabulous anthology of female scientists, To Shape the Dark, is now available from Candlemark and Gleam. Contains my Xuya short story “Crossing the Midday Gate”, about intergalactic plagues, vaccine developments, and the cost of pride and principles… Where to Buy Candlemark and Gleam Amazon US (paper) Amazon US (ebook) Amazon UK Buy Now…
…eping Pearls is a finalist for Best Novella “Three Cups of Grief, by Starlight” is a finalist for Best Short Story My deepest thanks to everyone who thought my work worthy. The complete list of finalists is here–it’s got some great stuff/people on it so why don’t you check it out if you haven’t already?…
…the longlist for a Ravenheart Award. Voting is open to anyone, and there’s a lot of other cool books and art on that list (Black Wolves!)–if you’re so minded to drop by, it’s here. (I’m really pleased at that, because part of the reason I’m writing epic fantasy is because I found David Gemmell’s books as a teenager: The King Beyond the Gate and Tenaka Khan made a profound impression on me, and I subsequently devoured all the other Gemmell books I…
…Just in time for the weekend!…
…not sure exactly what, but it’s important that she doesn’t lose count. “A Hundred and Seventy Storms” This is the room where The Snow like a Dancer dies, year by year and piece by piece. When they wheel in the cradle where she rests, she always thinks–for a bare, suspended moment–that it will be all right, that it will all end well–and then nausea tightens around her, and the white and stark walls seem to press down on her, unbearably sharp, a fai…
…cinating how many empresses Russia had in the Eighteenth Century, when you compare it with the other European countries”. A quick foray into Wikipedia revealed that out of three Empresses, two had seized power through military coups, and that the third had been designated as figurehead Empress, but soon decided the Privy Council was an inconvenience, and established an autocratic regime of terror to make sure no one would get in her way… Uh. Women…
…l-war Paris not being a really friendly place *grin*). More details here….
…dust off Kepler’s Laws for short fiction :p (as in actually jotting down numbers and doing calculations. I’ve used them for rough estimates but never actually done proper maths with them) Snippet: This is the room where The Snow like a Dancer dies, year by year and piece by piece. When they wheel in the cradle where she rests, she always thinks–for a bare, suspended moment–that it will be all right, that it will all end well–and then nausea tight…
