An Interview with AJ Fitzwater
We’re celebrating the launch of Issue 19 by talking to our authors about what makes “Voyages” — and stories. Lackington’s: You’ve said that “With God as Our Witness” was inspired … Continue reading
An Interview with Nin Harris
We’re celebrating the launch of Issue 19 by talking to our authors about what makes “Voyages” — and stories. Lackington’s: The lives of the families in “A Cream-Broker’s Courtship” revolve … Continue reading
An Interview with Alexandra Munck
We’re celebrating the launch of Issue 19 by talking to our authors about what makes “Voyages” — and stories. Lackington’s: A sestina is a type of poem with very specific … Continue reading
Issue 19 Table of Contents
Every story is a journey, arguably, but we’ve gone and put together an entire issue devoted to “Voyages.” This collection features stories about trips to the moon (not onboard ships … Continue reading
Issue 18 Table of Contents
Enchantment is nigh! We’ve finally put together a “Magics” issue that nods to more than mere sorcery. Not surprisingly, witchcraft creeps into several Issue 18 tales, and we’ve also included … Continue reading
When the Vine Came, by S.R. Mandel
The narrator shook his long grey curls. “When I lost my eyes, my sight became clearer,” he said. “I’ll tell you the real story. Listen!”: The planet was Boeotia; the … Continue reading
Prima Fuit, Finis Erit, by Julia August
First Cynthia caught me with her fulminating eyes. O me miserum! Captive and collared, a fool never before touched. Now she, trailing charred Coan silk, her curls breathing cold perfume, … Continue reading
The Wytch-Byrd of the Nabryd-Keind, by Farah Rose Smith
gold in my eyes red on my mouth am I glamour or did I eat you for treasure Claudia Marr, head swinging up in pride from the cover of … Continue reading
Issue 18 Foreword
Confession: I’m not the biggest fan of magic. Stage magicians are pure cheese and sorcery-loaded fiction can lack tension. The craftiest magic systems, for all of their internal rules and … Continue reading →