Bill and Ted meets O Brother Where Art Thou? meets The Dukes of Hazzard as in a near-future dustbowl America, two young chancers turn up and try to run a con, but have the local sherrif and his daughter to factor into the equation.
Tag Archives | Michael Swanwick
An excellent story from Swanwick, and I’m putting it into the Pot of Contention for the Best SF Short Story Award 2014.
A smoothly told story from Unca Mike, gliding along nicely, describing an underworld not that far different from some of the seamier parts of some of the seamier cities of the world.
Deceptively clever little story from Swanwick, suggestive of traditionally fantasy, but full-on SF.
Clever story of alien oppression and response to it, cunningly done by setting the story in Ireland.
A short but exquisite love story, as a man deals (or not) with heartbreaking loss, to find that there are other universes where things are quite different.
A young man with a neat motorcycle that can run on grass and water, and a gun that will only work in his hand, leaves Moscow behind. With the wind in his hair, he has the freedom of the road.
The relationship between a house owner and the house AI is the crux of a missing person investigation…