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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Seth Wade |Shinjini Dey |Michael Imossan |Aishwarya Subramanian
Your bathtub ruptures: broken pipes spew everywhere, a garage door emerges through the tiled floor. This is an essay on the commodification and extraction of time—from bodies and space through a conceptual and historical detour, asking questions of the science(s) that inspired it and the fiction written about it. gravity can no longer hold our dead in their graves or their ghosts in our bones. they float in the air like alien ships, like doves spurting from exhaust pipes.
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Adri Joy |Michael Imossan |Seth Wade |Shinjini Dey
It’s always delightful when a story uses the strengths of its medium to really knock it out of the park: when a creator uses the conventions of their chosen form to really draw you into a world, to underscore the message of a story, to evoke sensations and emotions beyond those we’d usually associate with the combination of whatever sight, sound, and touch we might be using to transmit that story into our brains.
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Aishwarya Subramanian |Dan Hartland |Michael Imossan |Seth Wade
In this episode of Critical Friends, the Strange Horizons SFF criticism podcast, Reviews Editors Aisha Subramanian and Dan Hartland are joined by Abigail Nussbaum to tackle one of the thorniest issues in criticism: the negative review. What makes for a good bad review? Why do reviewers feel driven to write them? And are we now in an age where the hatchet job has had its day?
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
tinyurl.com | Shinjini Dey |Seth Wade |Michael Imossan |Aishwarya Subramanian
[Editor's Note: This article continues the conversation on extractivism in SF, that began with the Strange Horizons special issue on extractivism, in September 2022, and continued with Jenna Hanchey's essay on Tade Thompson, in the January 2023 issue.] I For a short spell, the Spanish Inquisition apprehended Pierre Jaquet-Droz, his son Henri-Louis, and his apprentice Jean Frederic Leschot for “sorcery.” The three of them were clockmakers, and had unveiled doll-like automata at the royal...
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Shinjini Dey |Michael Imossan |Seth Wade |Kristy Anne Cox
[Editor's Note: This article continues the conversation on extractivism in SF, that began with the Strange Horizons special issue on extractivism, in September 2022, and continued with Jenna Hanchey's essay on Tade Thompson, in the January 2023 issue.] I For a short spell, the Spanish Inquisition apprehended Pierre Jaquet-Droz, his son Henri-Louis, and his apprentice Jean Frederic Leschot for “sorcery.” The three of them were clockmakers, and had unveiled doll-like automata at the royal...
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Seth Wade |Michael Imossan |Kristy Anne Cox |Aishwarya Subramanian
Content warning:This page contains: Death/dyingA chimney skewers your bed. A roof slices through your living room carpet. Your bathtub ruptures: broken pipes spew everywhere,a garage door emerges through the tiled floor. Walls crumblelike bread. Windows ram up your counters and cabinets,and so many anxious eyes bulge against the panes. They say there is nothing you can do.
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Sumiko Saulson |Kristy Anne Cox |Michael Imossan |Seth Wade
In the seventh installment of Writing While Disabled, Kristy Anne Cox interviews Sumiko Saulson. KAC: Hello and welcome to Writing While Disabled, readers! I'm here with the multitalented Sumiko Saulson for an interview via Zoom, which means you are reading a lightly edited transcript this time. So, Sumiko, welcome to Writing While Disabled!SS: Oh, thanks for having me here!KAC: Thank you for coming. Readers, Sumiko lives in Oakland, California, and uses either they/them or zee/hir pronouns.
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Apr 24, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Michael Imossan |Seth Wade |Kristy Anne Cox |Aishwarya Subramanian
Content warning:This page contains: Blood Death/dying Murder Scars/scarification Violence/combatAside: this poem is a stage. Aside: this poem will pretend there are no audiences. Aside: this poem will not warn you. Aside: my younger brother, away from the spotlight, liesunderneath where the baobab tree sheds its sombre green. Aside: my father, at the centre of this poem stage, collects my country intoa bottle of anointing oil. Aside: my mother is the prayer house.
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Apr 13, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Ana Hurtado |Seth Wade |Shinjini Dey |Michael Imossan
Content warning:This page contains: Animal cruelty/death Blood Body transformationMy brother asks me why angel wings are furrowed by fluffy white feathers when their limbs ought to resemble bat wings, stretched slabs of transpicuous skin that pull and fold over cartilage and bone, an extension of the creature’s body built for cocooning and flight. I shrug. I don’t know, ñaño, I tell him. Juanmar is standing next to me, his hair parted down the middle, flakes of white perched between greasy strands.
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Mar 13, 2023 | 
strangehorizons.com | Laura Grothaus |Seth Wade |Shinjini Dey |Michael Imossan
Content warning:This page contains: Animal cruelty/death Blood Body transformation Death/dying Homophobia Self-harming behaviorsIOnce, the Ohio River ran thick with pig bloodwhich clotted in gullies along the silty bed. You couldsink your hand in and pull out a strand of intestinessilky as a rope of pearls. The city slept through long nights, lulledby soft river tides, save the dusk, whentwo girls climbed out an open window to seethe moon’s milky eye catch the water. It was winter.
