Category Archives: Short Stories

Women of Futures Past

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“The books we pass to our children and friends are the books that will form the literature of the future.”
~Kristine Kathryn Rusch

Those familiar with my science fictional reading habits know that I alternate between reading works of contemporary and classic fiction, with a fair mix between volumes of short and long fiction. I have read some fantastic contemporary works over the last few years–The Martian, Wool, Love Minus Eighty, Ready Player One, several Liaden Universe novels (and so much more)–and engaging science fiction short story anthologies and collections, including many wonderful stories by the editor of this very collection, Kristine Kathryn Rusch.

As Rusch states in the quote that opened this review, the works of literature that have gone before (those that are actually read, that is) inform the stories that are later written by readers who become writers. Scratch the surface of the quote and you can accurately infer that the books we read as children inform the kind of readers we become as we grow older.

That was certainly the case with me. Much of the science fiction I read as a child may have barely been considered “contemporary” back then, but it was written by authors whose work stretched back well into the past. The result of falling in love with science fiction literature from that period is that classics have a special appeal.

Being a fan of Kristine Kathryn Rusch’s work, I had high expectations of this collection when it came out a few months ago. Those expectations were met and exceeded.

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The Builders ~Daniel Polansky

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The squirrel dropped down to the floor. “Tell me a story”, he said, “or I’ll cry”.

Pity was generally no more a motivator of the Captain than fear—but for whatever reason he started to speak then.

“Once there were two brothers”.

Two brothers, one kingdom, and two companies of animals whose hatred for one another has not dimmed over the intervening years since the war’s end. The Captain, a mouse in name only, if not in character, was on the losing end of the war, with one dead eye to show for it. That singularity of vision has allowed his focus to be consumed with revenge, and now the Captain has decided that it is high time he brought the old team together for a reckoning.

This two-hundred plus page novella is the adult version of those talking animal stories you read as a kid, with nary a cute or cuddly creature to behold. The animals that inhabit these pages are ones you would shy away from if you ran into them in a dimly lit wood, despite the size advantage of being a human. They are dastardly and they are deadly; efficient killers whose skills have not diminished over time. Their story is dark, to be sure, but also wildly entertaining.

Daniel Polansky has skillfully crafted a story of page-turning suspense, which injects timely humor, and builds an unexpected pathos for a group of very unlikable creatures.

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The Jewel and Her Lapidary ~Fran Wilde

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“To anyone who dreams about the layered histories of a familiar place, or an unfamiliar one, this is for you”
~Fran Wilde

Jewel Lin, daughter of the King of the valley, and her lapidary, Sima, awaken to find themselves imprisoned and the kingdom in madness-induced disarray. Lapidaries are bound to the gemstones that speak to them, gemstones with the power to both protect and enslave the kingdom. They are also oathbound to serve a Jewel, and lapidary Sima is ever faithful to the vows she made that now tie her to Jewel Lin.

Unprepared for the devastation in which they find themselves, the two must summon all their training, courage–and not a little bit of cleverness–to save the people of the valley who look to them for protection.

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“Nutcracker Coup” by Janet Kagan

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“Have you noticed, Tatep, that the farther away from home you go, the more important it becomes to keep traditions?”

In December of 2012 I picked up the newly released Christmas-themed SFF anthology, Season of Wonder, and read it cover to cover as a part of my celebration of the season.

I wrote a detailed, non-spoiler review of each story (found in the link above), in which I gave three stories an “A” grade, the Hugo Award winning novellete by Janet Kagan, “Nutcracker Coup” being one of them. Details of this story have been nibbling at my consciousness for the past few weeks and now that it is officially the Christmas Season, it felt like a good time to revisit it to see if it held the same charm that I remember from my initial reading.

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Ostensibly a review of Trigger Warning by Neil Gaiman

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“I grew up loving and respecting short stories. They seemed to me to be the purest and most perfect things people could make: not a word wasted in the best of them. An author would wave her hand and suddenly there was a world, and people in it, and ideas. A beginning and a middle and an end that would take you across the universe and bring you back.” (Neil Gaiman, in his Introduction to Trigger Warning)

Nobody writes like Neil Gaiman.

A bold statement, and one that could be written with conviction about any beloved author.

Because the statement encapsulates a two-fold truism: each author has their own way of crafting the stories that occupy their head and heart, and each reader has their own personal encounter with the stories that captivate their imagination.

We all have our favorite authors, those whose skill–for any author whose work inspires high esteem could be said to possess some skill–and creativity combine to make their stories into the ones we cherish and hold closest to our hearts. Their ability to capture our affections could almost be described as magical for all the success we would have in defining just what combination of ingredients make their stories so potent.

Neil Gaiman is one of those authors, for me. I was hooked with Sandman and its many allusions to great works of literature, to mythology, and to the history of comics. But it was the novel Neverwhere that convinced me that Neil Gaiman had the uncanny ability to pluck story threads from the canvas of my daydreams. He was the first author I had ever encountered that gave me a feeling that a story had been written just for me.

He continues to do that to this day.

Perhaps you begin to see why I wrote that this is ostensibly a review of Neil Gaiman’s newest short story collection, Trigger Warning.

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