Allen Steele. Ticking. (Solaris Rising 2)
After a plethora of zombie and vampire stories of late, nice to see a somewhat different post-apocalyptic story, in a multi-perspective story which does something quite rare in such stories.
Reviewing short SF since 2000
After a plethora of zombie and vampire stories of late, nice to see a somewhat different post-apocalyptic story, in a multi-perspective story which does something quite rare in such stories.
Notwithstanding a bee sting to my uvula, a short story which I enjoyed!
Time travel but through the lens of an individual part of a time-travellers ‘self help’ group. Truth be told I struggled to engage with the story, unable to make a connection to either the characters or the narrative.
Intriguing story from Reed. The narrator describes the rise to fame of an autistic young man, whose fame comes through a pseudo-science that becomes globally popular.
Another short installment in the ‘Central Station’ sequence – and I’m just a bit worried that some of the implications of what happens are lost on me as I can’t remember the detail from previous stories!
Rusch takes a look at the ghosts that supposably haunt The White House, taking a slightly different view on time travel – by seeing it through the eyes of academic research.
Beautifully re-telling of the Greek myth of the minotaur, told through a re-telling of the myth, which varies slightly, and sfnally, from the myth.
With a lovely cover design by Grace M. Conti-Zilsberger, and illustration by Julie Dillon, this fat beauty has a lot of excellent fiction. And poems. And non-fiction.
Drop-dead gorgeous cover by Kinuko Craft, and the pick of the stories from Ian R. MacLeod and Benjamin Crowell.
Excellent, cautionary story from Crowell, which loks at the potential risks of technology, allied with decisions made on copyright and IPR, on our future.
A bit more about people, and a bit less about science that you tend to get in Analog.
Elegantly written, a cautionary entomological political tale of colonialism, arrogance, suppression, repression, anarchism and the, in the end, the futility of it all, especially in the face of higher powers.
Harkaway has fun (as does the reader) with this story of a ne’er-do-well who finds his attempt at a spot of thieving lends him in a whole heap of trouble. Him and the rest of the world…
A cautionary tale from Williamson, with the Victaz crew steaming through public transport in London, creating, on the fly, mashups of music they purloin electronically from fellow travellers.
A neat story from Foster, with a twist in the tail, or, in fact, a couple of kinks in the tale. ZOMG
Excellent story that looks at three generations (all female) ekeing out a living in a deep space refill station. A real page-turner. And still online.
Charming little coda to A Flower For Algernon (referenced in the text, alongside The Rats of NIMH).
Gentle story that looks to answer the Fermi Paradox and confirm the Drake Equation, through a young man offered the chance, following first contact, to reach for the stars, leaving humanity to its ultimate fate.
A story with an interesting conceit that rather misses the opportunity it offered, and ends up in hectic pell-mell thriller with the protagonist mind-hopping quickly enough to disorientate this reader, let along himself.
Tchaikovsy is an author not previously known to me. From the author bio he appears to have a fantasy bent rather than an sf bent, but this story is pretty much hard SF out of somewhere like Analog. A spaceship crew is on a mission to solve a mystery. Except..
Tidhar provides quality, neatly picking up the gap left by Charles Stross not writing much in the way of short SF these days. Here he follows, in an nonlinear fashion, the thoughts and actions of a man whose entire life is shared with the farfuture version of twitter/facebook etc.
Set in McAuley’s Jackaroo universe, a great little story of an elderly beachcomber who finds a man at her remote door. Who he was, or what he is, is a mystery, perhaps tied in with the ancient semi-submerged alien factories on the nearby beaches of the remote planet gifted to humanity by the Jackaroo.
After two slightly slimmer volumes, #30 returns to a chunkier size – huzzah!
An evocative piece of horror, taking the reader to the early 1980s, and a hot summer, with two teenagers with time to spend in getting into trouble – albeit with a soundtrack just a bit different to the American norm (The Undertones, The Jam, and, praise be The Slits).
Another excellent father/child relationship story and a neat idea, as the autistic son fits the profile for an interstellar journey, setting up a poignant departure.
Crackling little story from Kress, who has been producing quality near-future socio-political stories for a l-o-n-g time (it’s over 20 yrs since ‘Beggars in Spain’!).