J. D. Kurtness

Aug 6, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | Emma Braslavsky |J. D. Kurtness |Lia Galvan Lisker

Archaeologist, my goodness! That’s a lofty word. But it is correct in principle; I actually am an archaeologist by profession. It’s just that today archaeology is something completely different. We no longer live in times when we have to uncover a fragile past with the utmost caution, gloved and with steady hands, with little brushes and spatula knives, and then decipher and put together the missing pieces of the puzzle through years of contemplation.

Feb 6, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | Hannah Allen-Shim |Joyce C. Baker |Ariane Gélinas |J. D. Kurtness

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Feb 5, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | J. D. Kurtness |Nina Perrotta

Once upon a time, there was a social science student at the Cégep d’Alma named Bastien. He’d chosen the general “Human Interactions” program because it seemed like his easiest option. Bastien rarely attended his classes. He preferred spending his time playing games on PlayStation and chatting with his friends on social media.

Feb 5, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | J. D. Kurtness |Alexander Aguayo

Neige tightened his grip on the handle of his sheathed dagger without taking his eyes off the mist. In the swamps of the Tempest, the Limbo was denser and more dangerous, as thick as a storm cloud, rising from the ground to hang, suspended, in the air. Its characteristic odor of steel and rain was nearly suffocating. It absorbed the rare rays of sunlight that ventured beneath the layer of clouds and created monsters of shadow and smoke. The slightest moment of distraction could prove fatal.

Feb 5, 2024 | wordswithoutborders.org | Nina Perrotta |Hannah Allen-Shim |J. D. Kurtness

Heterogeneous, undisciplined, collaborative, thriving. These are just a few of the adjectives that authors, artists, critics, historians, journalists, fans, and more have used to describe Quebec’s science fiction and fantasy scene. Collectively known by the acronym SFFQ (la science-fiction et le fantastique québécois), the community as we know it today first took shape in the 1970s, although science fiction and fantasy were present in the province as early as the nineteenth century.