Short Story Highlight: “Unathi Battles The Black Hairballs” by Lauren Beukes

South African author, winner of the recent Clarke Award,  Lauren Beukes' new story, "Unathi Battles The Black Hairballs" (originally published in South African anthology Home Away in 2010) is now available to read online at SFX Magazine: Unathi was singing karaoke when the creature attacked Tokyo. Or rather, she was about to sing karaoke. Was, in fact,... Continue Reading →

Short Story Highlight: “起狮,行礼 (Rising Lion—The Lion Bows)” by Zen Cho

Strange Horizons have recently published new story, 起狮,行礼 (Rising Lion—The Lion Bows), by Malaysian writer Zen Cho: The hotel was not like any hotel Jia Qi had seen before. There was no drive swooping around a fountain featuring little peeing babies, no glass doors opening onto a golden lobby lit by chandeliers, no men in white... Continue Reading →

Tuesday Fiction: “Mardock: Two Hundred Below” by Tow Ubukata (Haikasoru Week)

Today on the World SF Blog we have an exclusive novelette from Japanese author Tow Ubukata, part of our Haikasoru Week! A best-selling series and a hot anime in Japan, Tow Ubukata's MARDOCK SCRAMBLE was recently released as one huge English-language volume epic adventure. This week's feature novelette "Two Hundred Below" is a Mardock City showcases all... Continue Reading →

Short Story Highlight: “The Death Collector” by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

New web magazine AE: The Canadian Science Fiction Review, while recent, appears to pay special attention to international writers (see also The Butcher Boy by Jacques Barbéri, which we have highlighted earlier). They have recently published Mexican author Silvia Moreno-Garcia's latest story, The Death Collector: There’s a murder scheduled in one hour. Mexico City. 1960. * *... Continue Reading →

Short Story Highlight: “The Butcher Boy” by Jacques Barbéri

New web magazine AE: The Canadian Science Fiction Review, has just posted a new story by French author Jacques Barbéri, translated by Michael Shreve - The Butcher Boy: The alarm sounded at six. Charles Argus’s arm thrashed about under the covers, popped out, whipped the air and swooped down on the machine. The ringing stopped, the nightmares... Continue Reading →

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