“I manage because I have to. Because I've no other way out. Because I've overcome the vanity and pride of being different, I've understood that they are a pitiful defense against being different. Because I've understood that the sun shines differently when something changes. The sun shines differently, but it will continue to shine, and... Continue Reading →
Chaos Vector by Megan E. O’Keefe
“Jules fucking hated space. The low-g, or micro-g, or zero-g, or whatever the fuck you called it. The c-effect that made her stomach screw up and threaten to burst through her lips at the first sign of spin-grav. The promise that, if she stepped outside of her manufactured bubble, death, and only death, would meet... Continue Reading →
The Book of Magic by Alice Hoffman
“Love was inside every story. Love lost and found, red love that stained your heart, the darkest love that twisted into despair or revenge, love everlasting, love that was true. You carried love with you wherever you went.”-The Book of Magic by Alice Hoffman September must be a time for Alice Hoffman. I first read... Continue Reading →
Nettle and Bone by T. Kingfisher
“The trees were full of crows and the woods were full of madmen. The pit was full of bones and her hands were full of wires.Her fingers bled where the wire ends cut her. The earliest cuts were no longer bleeding, but the edges had gone red and hot, with angry streaks running backward over... Continue Reading →
I’m Waiting for You by Kim Bo-Young
"'I think I get it,' said Tanjae. 'History is variable. Only, whenever it changes, the world's memory changes with it and no one realizes it's changed. Except for the person who traveled back in time. It's like in adventure games where the character remembers only one route, but the player remembers every route ever played...'"The... Continue Reading →
The Stardust Thief by Chelsea Abdullah
"She gasped. It had been a long time since she'd felt his blood magic in her veins. Qadir rarely healed her. He did not believe in mending minor injuries- especially not the ones she suffered because of her own "rash" decisuons. The magic was an unpleasantly cold and prickling feeling beneath her skin, one that... Continue Reading →