“You look like you’ve been run over by a lorry, chief, no offence,” comments Bice Chen with her strong Tuscan accent.
Category Archives: Author Reading
The Forgetting by Sofia Mariah
“My name Nagaon—my name, my village before.”
Ah, same as me then—and same as Guildmaster Dhaka too, since he was named after his vanished city…
I Take Credit For Saving The World by P.S.C Willis
My points total is now over one hundred, so the app is automatically flashing ‘New reward unlocked! Open now?’ I glance at the time.
Inviting Disaster by Sarena Ulibarri
I tapped the last of the mud from the drone and set it loose so it could zoom back to its charging station. We headed toward the pods.
Fondelac by Kristen Schroeder
Their voices rose and faded as they reviewed and discussed the enormous fragmented mechanical skeleton spread across the tables.
The Egg Garden. And Old Tale For A New World by Domnica Radulescu
They wrote of eggs of all kinds and all colors and all sizes. Eggs with the image of telling love stories on a summer moonlit night…
Stubborn As Dirt by Holly Schofield
He picked up one of the hundred seed plugs and mimed licking it. The plugs of dirt and seeds did resemble black ice cream cones…
2321: Road Trip by Andrew Grell
…we will dive the waters covering the Lost World of Disney, a place people went to give their children synthetic fun and for the parents to stand in long lines assessing potential couplings with others in the same line.
From the Rooftops by Jacob Ashton
Sometimes it was easier to know a person from their allotment than from their appearance, she considered.
Equatorial Ice by Illimani Ferreira
But this day, Dona Gardênia’s gaze was nowhere in particular. First she dropped her pole, and then she fainted.
And Lately, The Sun 