I was interviewed as part of the lead-up to the launch of Reckoning’s Our Beautiful Reward issue (bodily autonomy themed issue), and you can read what I had to say over here!
New story in Sunday Morning Transport this morning, Exiled to Gravity! It’s got truth and lies, family relationships, disability, space stations…it’s full of a number of things, is what I’m saying here.
(If you don’t have a subscription, it will be a teaser. If you get my newsletter, there was a link for a short-term subscription, though….)
The poem I wrote for Reckoning’s Our Beautiful Reward (environmental justice theme issue) is now live: Exception.
More worms, more wisdom
A reprint of my story “A Worm to the Wise” is out in this lovely volume.
I still love soil science and wish there was more SF about it, but also the rest of the stories are worth your time if you didn’t read them in the original online project–or if you did and would really like a stable version of them.
So hey, uh, it looks like I’m a finalist for the inaugural round of Emeka Walter Dinjos Awards: https://file770.com/inaugural-finalists-for-emeka-walter…/ It’s so nice to have one’s work thought of, I have to say, especially as I can rattle off dozens of wonderful disabled writers. I’m so privileged to work in the field I do, with the colleagues I have.
The work in question is So Your Grandmother Is a Starship Now: A Quick Guide for the Bewildered: https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-021-00503-3
Hey Twin Cities area pals! Two weeks from today–that is, January 15–at 2:00 p.m. I will be reading at Outpost’s event in Lakeville! Details and tickets here.
I’ve attended Outpost before as an audience member and really enjoyed it, so I’m thrilled to be on the other side of things this time around. There will also be a poet and five quite varied musicians, so I think of it sort of as an elevated variety show. See you there if your location and risk budget permit!
2022: what I’ve been up to
Yes, it’s time for my year-in-review post! It’s been a year full of discoveries and adventures, sometimes even in the good way. (We try to make it in the good way.) We’ve gotten to the point where poems are not an exception, they’re just a thing I write now and going forward, and that’s weird, but again, we try to make it weird in the good way. I notice a shift toward more science fiction and less fantasy, but that may be balanced out by the fantasy novella I’m revising at the moment. We’ll see. Or it may not, that may just be where my head is right now. That’s okay too.
I’m sorry to see Daily Science Fiction shutting its doors, as they have been a fun and interesting magazine for several years now. I love flash as a length that allows me to experiment and play with form, so less of it–even just one magazine less–is sad for me. On the other hand, I’m happy with the story I wrote that closed out my time with them. I have hopes of continuing to enjoy work with the other editors I worked with this year, and I have seven things already in the works for 2023 and beyond–a lovely feeling of continuity and possibility. Also I accidentally started a new story yesterday. Ope.
The Plasticity of Youth, Clarkesworld, February
An Age-Based Guide to Children’s Chores, Daily SF, March
Family Network, Nature Futures, May
The Splinters of Our Bond, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, May
Michigan Seems Like a Dream to Me Now, Daily SF, September
Out of the Red Lands, Analog, September
Bonus Footage, Asimov’s, September
Merry Christmas from the Bremmers, Nature Futures, December
Revelations of the Artificial Dryads, Not One of Us, January
Identity, Uncanny, September
Dante on the Metro, Mobius, November
From Panic to Process: What Taking Criticism Actually Looks Like, Uncanny, May
And a happy new year!
Here’s my last story of the year, which is also a Christmas letter! Merry Christmas from the Bremmers!
As I say in the author notes, I got to put a lot of stuff I like in a very short story. You can do that! No one stops you! I will do it more next year!
New poem out today, Dante on the Metro in Mobius.
I wrote this because I miss the Montreal Metro. I miss visiting other people’s public transit in general, but the Montreal Metro, man, the way it’s warm when you rush down out of the cold to catch your train, the way you run into multiple Celine Dion cover buskers in one day, the whole of it, absolutely the entire thing. Again someday. But meanwhile this.
So I looked at the scenery
I have a new story out in Daily Science Fiction today, Michigan Seems Like a Dream to Me Now.
Some of you will recognize the title as coming from Simon & Garfunkel’s “America,” but the story takes place pretty far from America, and getting farther every minute….