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December 21, 2012
by Anne
December 21, 2012
UPDATE: Now with free stuff! See the note below (it’s bold, you can’t miss it). With nomination periods opening for the 2013 World Fantasy Awards and the Hugo and Nebula nomination process starting early next year, we thought it might be nice to have a single place that categorizes Electric Velocipede for you. Hugo Award …
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I. A Wise and Worldly Piece of Wood I led my father through the lanes of our apple orchard, watching wormy balls of fruit drop to the soft earth, so glutted with decay they couldn’t roll. The sky was a healthy blue flame and my father put his hand up to block the light from …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/09/the-leaf-by-erik-t-johnson/
What is your favorite food? My favorite food of all time forever is the gyro at the Greek Shishkabob in Salt Lake City. It was the first gyro I ever had, at the age of fifteen, and I soon became addicted. They make their gyros with a spicy red sauce and pile them with onions …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/09/blindfold-taste-test-with-william-shunn/
Obsidian hooks tear the wild proto-universe’s crust like the tooth of a shark ripping through tender human flesh. The Megalodon makes a steep turn larboard as the universe’s strength wrenches the ship’s black dragging chains nailed to the main deck. This is a tough one, thinks Guido. A really tough one. The sailorman hurries across …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/09/to-dive-into-a-godling-where-life-begins-by-jacques-barcia/
Night-time, that’s when the spiders come out. At least, that’s what Tony says, and Tony never lies. But Tony isn’t here right now, and neither are the spiders. We are safe on the twenty-first floor and Tony is gone. “Do you think the spiders ate him?” I ask. Sweat dribbles between my breasts and soaks …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/09/the-lotus-eaters-by-michelle-muenzler/
I am polishing in a circle—sunwise, always sunwise—when I hear the afternoon procession, the jingle of the cymborenes, the rattle of bones shaken in crystal jars. It is still far away. I see the blue robes of the Wordless; the red of the Attendants who walk beside them, some carrying incense holders, and some playing …
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Husband’s new spouse is brought home in a hovering palanquin decked with red lanterns, its curtains displaying images of mandarin ducks and kingfishers—the symbols of a happy marriage. First Spouse Liang Pao has gathered the whole household by the high gate, from the stewards to the cooks, from the lower spouses to their valets. He’s …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/08/heaven-under-earth-by-aliette-de-bodard/
As an education student at a small liberal arts college in northern Georgia, I was safe and secure. My environment was supportive and close-knit. I had a circle of friends who shared similar interests and beliefs, and was living a comfortable, unchallenged middle-class life. As part of our undergraduate coursework, students were required to have …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/08/content-tktk-a-soul-unchained-by-john-ottinger-iii/
Under the tree He sits and I come out and I bring him breakfast, lunch, dinner, on a tray, and he says, I’m fine, Mum, don’t worry, but he doesn’t get up, doesn’t come in. Just sits, under the tree. And I sit, in the kitchen, and watch him. Then, when it’s too dark to …
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Permanent link to this article: http://www.electricvelocipede.com/2012/08/under-the-tree-by-tania-hershman/
New York City came to its feet. The ovation in the Metropolitan Opera House drowned the final notes of The Chemist’s Flute. The sulfur reek of the camera flashes choked the air; the purifiers surrendered in defeat and wheezed mechanically on the walls. The crowd showered renowned mezzo-soprano Honoria Fisher with mangled floral oddities that …
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