Recent Fiction26 July 2010 My father spent years building his Doomsday Machine. The Bright and Shining Parasites of Guiyu (part 2 of 2) 19 July 2010 One of Mayor Yuen's tough guys took me and Little Bun to the elevators. There was classical Western music playing inside it. What good is classical music? You can't break to it. The Bright and Shining Parasites of Guiyu (part 1 of 2) 12 July 2010 I say Little Bun swerved all over the street but there are no streets in Guiyu. The electronic mountains have buried the town in a sea of broken hardware and we drove down canyons cut through towering walls of high-tech trash. 5 July 2010 The story of the Red Bride is a slave's tale in slave speech, which I do not generally hold in my head around humans lest my face betray me, so I must shift words around from one meaning to another like stones on a reckoning-board, each stone taking meaning from a square where another stone was a moment before. View nearly every story Strange Horizons has ever published in our Archive, thanks to the kindness of our authors who allow us to keep their material online. |