Posts Tagged ‘ short stories ’

The Portal to Heaven

14th February 2011 | 1 Comment

“The Portal to Heaven” was another Wind Tunnel Dreams story-prompt. I seem to have gone through a mild addiction to soft-singularity stories. “The Library, After” is entirely posthuman. “The Portal to Heaven” isn’t quite, but it’s getting there. What happens to heaven and hell after we upload ourselves? “The Portal to Heaven” appears in Electric […]

Between Truth and Life

23rd December 2010 | 0 Comments

Earlier this year, wonderful poet JoSelle Vanderhooft told me that she was editing an anthology of steampunk lesbian stories, and that she’d like me to submit something. “JoSelle, you know I hate steampunk, right? That it makes me go argh that the aesthetic is pretty much NeoVictorian with some gears glued on, and there’s no […]

Salt Brides

23rd December 2010 | 0 Comments

“Salt Brides” is yet another Wind Tunnel Dreams experiment; this time, my challenge to myself was a month of myth and fairy tale. All of my friends love selkies, you see. Several have written about them. But I never had, despite growing up half-in the ocean and writing about mermaids, mangrove dryads, and the like. […]

And To My Wife…

23rd October 2010 | 0 Comments

This is another piece that came out of my reader-prompted series, “Wind Tunnel Dreams”. One of the prompts I got was “and to my wife, I leave the electric kettle and the screwdriver set.” Now, what do you do with that? I had no idea. I sat on it for most of the month, looking […]


23rd December 2009 | 3 Comments

I wrote “Valentines” when I was supposed to be writing something else entirely. I’d gone to visit my friends at Wyrding Studios, and had intended to finish my short story “Undertow” while I was there. Instead, I ended up curled on their couch capturing “Valentines” as it fell out of my head! Surprise! And I […]


29th May 2009 | 0 Comments

Oh, this one’s a doozy. In December 2008, my dear friend SJ Tucker fell drastically ill. S00j is a traveling bard; as such, she din’t have health insurance. Fortunately, she has a bunch of creative and determined friends! We started a community and auctioned stuff we made. But it wasn’t enough. So Phil Brucato and […]

The Angel of Fremont Street

29th March 2009 | 0 Comments

One day, I was folding the clean laundry and listening to music. “I Wish I Was a Girl” by Counting Crows came on, and I was swept away by part of the chorus: “I wish for all the world that I could say ‘Hey, Elizabeth, you know, I’m doing all right these days…’” And I […]