Jamie Boyd

Aug 12, 2024 | strangehorizons.com | Christian P. Haines |Alicia Hilton |Sonya Taaffe |Jamie Boyd

Usually, the Anthropocene gives off dystopian vibes, conjuring up images of extreme weather, spreading forest fires, and disappearing coastlines. But Robin Sloan dismisses this vision of catastrophe in the very first paragraph of Moonbound: “Success came first! Wicked problems finally put to rest.

Aug 9, 2024 | strangehorizons.com | Vivian Wagner |Alicia Hilton |Sonya Taaffe |Jamie Boyd

Brave New Weird: The Best New Weird Horror, Vol. 2 is a unique collection of speculative horror stories, each of which explores a varied universe of fear, anxiety, and terror. The horror of many of these stories comes from their close connection with concerns in the real modern world—even when they’re seemingly set in very different realities. Horrors like abusive families, school shootings, environmental degradation, and other social ills give these stories their framework and impact.

Aug 7, 2024 | strangehorizons.com | M. L. Clark |Alicia Hilton |Sonya Taaffe |Jamie Boyd

The science fiction of near-future resistance goes by many names, with terms like “cli-fi,” “solar punk,” and “hope punk” in ascendance in recent years. But one of the most important considerations in this range of speculative writing isn’t categorical: it’s geopolitical. How well does this vein of fiction expand our sense of the world around us?

Aug 6, 2024 | strangehorizons.com | Gautam Bhatia |Alicia Hilton |Sonya Taaffe |Jamie Boyd

Strange Horizons is looking to add an additional articles editor to work with our editorial collective. The Articles Department publishes non-fiction on the fourth Monday of the month, nine times a year. Pieces include essays, interviews, round-tables, and conversations. Articles editors also edit and publish columns by our regular columnists.

Aug 6, 2024 | strangehorizons.com | Alicia Hilton |Sonya Taaffe |Jamie Boyd |Aigner Loren Wilson

Love notes written on parchmentby a gay sorcerer who swore eternal fidelity. The quill pen script is splattered and smearedby the blacksmith’s tears. Matching wedding bands cast by the blacksmith. Their union blessed by a full moon. Silver that used to glimmer is as tarnishedas love smothered by malevolent magic. His dead husband’s stained wool hat. Three years after the sorcerer’s murder,the brim still stinks like the quicksandthat swallowed his body.