Zachary Jernigan. Pairs. (Asimovs, August 2011).
A first appearance in Asimovs for Jernigan, and it’s a good one.
Reviewing short SF since 2000
A first appearance in Asimovs for Jernigan, and it’s a good one.
Doctorow has fun (as does the reader) in a story highlighting a lot of the issues he blogs about on boingboing, and being addressed by EFF.
Nicely told story of a grief-stricken man rescued from madness, but there’s no fantasy element – unless being set in a standard rural fantasy/medieval setting makes it a fantasy story.
Stories by Matthew Cook, Mercurio D. Rivera, Jon Wallace, Gareth L. Powell, Al Robertson.
New on Tor.com in August 2011 (link only)
A lot of emotional intensity, and great use of music and poetry as well.
Quite reminiscent of a series of stories by Stephen Baxter a while, and a number of other stories that came out around the same time, as the SF community looked back in anger/sadness at where humanity’s exploration of space was going/no longer going.
Fantasy set in the inter-war years in Europe, in which a woman of specific talents is employed by a Duke for his errant son.
Reed at his best – given the time to paint an epic story against a backdrop of immense time and space.
Tense, near-future thriller set in the Arctic.
Rich Horton’s take on the best from 2010. amazon.com | amazon.co.uk
Brown picks up the story of the spacer and the AI construct embodied in a foxy Venezualan body from the first Conflicts volume
A well told story which ratchets up nicely to a satisfying end.
Clever story of alien oppression and response to it, cunningly done by setting the story in Ireland.
A story that would have had me gripping the arms of my chair, had I not needed my hands to hold the book.
A little morsel, perhaps an intra-course palate cleanser, between the meatier fayre betwixt it sits.
A band of warriors on a quest. Except that the band of warriors is in fact a band of ne-er-do-wells who rub each other up the wrong way, use bad language, and generally just no nobility on offer.
A complex story, as you’d expected (and demand) from Broderick.