Sci-fi Author – Worlds of weirdness, aliens and humanity in 99 words
Celebrating Diverse Fiction This month, the kids and I stumbled upon a beautiful book we're currently reading and loving, The Infinite by Patience Agbabi. It features a 12 year old girl, Elle, who was born with the gift of time travel and just happens to be black and part of a Neurodiverse cast, which was... Continue Reading →
"Shut down that network, then you'll get your repairs." She left the meeting with a sour taste, and strolled through the grand foyer, flexing glitchy cybernetic fingers. » Download complete « pinged across her view. A car waited by the curb and flashy skyscrapers shrunk away as it drove her across the city, to a... Continue Reading →
I stride past the doorman. Find my seat. The AI Film Fest, biggest event of the century, filled every stadium worldwide. Murmuring, we navigate invisible NeuralNet login gateways. Then we're in. A hush falls. AI generated scenes fill every human's mind. Eyes closed, vision infinite. A collective gasp. The scope is immense, incomprehensible, story after... Continue Reading →
Candy's small kitchen sits outside the CityDomes. Her rare chocolates conjure hidden queues of children every morning. They grin as she hands each their single piece then hurries them on. A commotion draws Candy's attention to the front. The kids quieten. She retreats. A man's tossing shelves in the dark. He looks weak, but her... Continue Reading →
Mud coated my exosuit boots as I moved toward the day's co-ordinates. My breath replaced the once-rhythmic wash of waves. "Water levels still decreasing, decided when you're returning?" "Another season won't hurt," I glanced at the data, deep activity readings implied microscopic life, "hate to lose ground." The receding waters left behind new questions previous... Continue Reading →
Sweat made my clothes stick. I finally found him in the greenhouse. "Need help?" he said... unsure. I slogged through muddy thoughts; bath, dinner- produce still low; new fertiliser, new supplier? He waited, annoyed. "I'm fine," I said, words too stuck. I left. That night I dreamed of tangible thoughts, tendrils reaching, seeking connection. He... Continue Reading →
People come out changed, or not at all, says the whispers. Called me in ta' fix a drone. Remembered thinkin' their workers looked mindless, till one leaned in, showed me circuitry boosts I never could'a imagined. Wondered, why me? Then they hired me full time, ta learn their subatomics, an' I keep gettin' a sense... Continue Reading →
Diverse Author Shout Out First off, I'd like to congratulate Nakia Cook on the release of her debut novel, Inamorata, a supernatural thriller featuring a black, Muslim protagonist. It's such an achievement to get that first novel done and published, her dedication to her stories and her craft is inspiring. Her warm and authentic presence... Continue Reading →
The alien looked ugly, dying in the dirt, trying to remain human. It looked like her when she screamed about my room, again. Face twisting like I wasn't supposed to be there. I screamed back, she slapped me. I laughed. Actually, she looked like it when I left. Ugly and dying. I found the alien... Continue Reading →
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