If you need a new list of books to read this summer, get on these before the awards in August!
Which have you read? Who do you think is going to win for Best Novel?
The Calculating Stars, by Mary Robinette Kowal (Tor)
Record of a Spaceborn Few, by Becky Chambers (Hodder & Stoughton / Harper Voyager)
Revenant Gun, by Yoon Ha Lee (Solaris)
Space Opera, by Catherynne M. Valente (Saga)
Spinning Silver, by Naomi Novik (Del Rey / Macmillan)
Trail of Lightning, by Rebecca Roanhorse (Saga)
Click here to see the rest of the categories and nominees!
A FUN IDEA: Our favorite classic authors are our favorites for a reason, but because of the times there was a severe lack of gay characters and storylines. Taking your favorite authors from the golden age of sci-fi (from Asimov to Zebrowski), tell us your favorite story and explain in the comments how you’d “queer” it up!
– Idea from Queer Sci Fi!
Look out the window,
Find a sign, find a face.
The stacks of well-worn sorrow
are paled against snow-dusted glass.
I hold my hand out to you,
Press the glass, feel my warmth.
Your home is much more than a hearth.
Spent the weekend in chilly St. Paul for Jingle Ball and stayed at the beautiful St. Paul Hotel. It had a very warm and old school feeling against the snow and biting cold of the city.
Just as I was packing for my flight to head home, I pulled open a drawer and saw their beautiful post cards and stationary. Well, I couldn’t help myself. I let my bag fall and pulled the chair out, reaching for my new pen (the one I had stolen from another drawer in that same hotel room earlier) and had to put something down.
This was a nice thing to add to the memory of my trip, so I think I’ll have to do something like this at more of the hotels I visit!
Friends have been posting this and I’m realizing how much of a different meaning it takes on for us writers and bloggers.
What day of the week do you get your best content down on the page?
Her back to stone,
Her legs to roots,
She saw the heavens,
And turned to mute.
She felt the stars,
Caressed the light,
She rode the silence,
And began the fight.
“Excerpts from the D’zalara, found scrolls from the Lozon Mine, Lelara.”
“The Tree knows the nature of what things are,
and not of what man wants them to be.
For not all things seen are shown.” – King Ghishet
“Notes from the Tree” are a collection of found excerpts from the scrolls of D’zalara, from my upcoming science fiction novel “Two Planets.”
Amazing and inspiring.
Imagine what the aurora must look like from a planet such as SIMP? A planet where the Sun would be the size of a pin head as it looked towards our Solar System.
Between definitions, not quite a planet, not quite a failed star known as a brown dwarf.
It sits, in the dark, wondering where it belongs and how it fits in to the rest of the universe.
Do you think it drifts ever closer to our family, wanting desperately to be a part of our spinning neighborhood? Or do you think it is happy to be where it is, cautiously looking on, almost invisible, as it watches the rest of the planets plunder ungraciously around a spherical fireplace that wants nothing but to burn us all to dust?
Does it have machinations of being something more? What would we see upon it if we were to sit on its surface?