Marla has new rivets in her and she isn’t sure why. Something itches inside — something like an electric bug. Her eyes are closed. She is afraid to open them. Behind them, visions flicker. The Earth floats below her. It… Continue Reading
Wyn floated with his pod above the churning sea. His umbilicus untwisted itself, and he spun lazily, staring down at the circling wings below. Nimble fliers, those wings. Wyn remembered not long after ascending how frightened he was of the… Continue Reading
I met her on a go-fast night at Will’s house. She was an old friend of Will’s. She slouched on the couch. I put myself on the floor in front of her after we were introduced. Her eyes were eclipsed… Continue Reading
Play this podcast now: Podcast EDF014: “Mission Accomplished” by Kevin Shamel, read by Adam Kerby “Mission Accomplished” was originally published by EDF on January 9, 2009, and is included in The Best of Every Day Fiction Two. Kevin Shamel writes… Continue Reading
Welcome to our second anniversary author interview. In keeping with last year — let’s make it a tradition — we’re celebrating our birthday with a special author interview featuring someone who is not only a great writer but has been a part of… Continue Reading
She remembered alabaster walls bedecked in jewel-framed portraits and detailed landscapes. She could sit upon on a pile of pillows and stare outside her wide window. Stars filled it. Pinpricks in the black sheet of the night. But that was a memory. One of… Continue Reading
I’d just returned from the Himalayas and was brewing tea. The kettle whistled. The doorbell rang. I poured water into my mug, on top of a bag of Hairy Guy in the Tea Bush tea. The bell rang again. I… Continue Reading
I try to be polite to missionaries. I grew up in a small town dominated by a major religion. We were all so used to roaming pairs of suited missionaries, that if they’d have suddenly stopped riding by on their… Continue Reading
Buck and Jimmy knew each other from Caltech. Buck worked in New Mexico, at a place called Groom Lake. Jimmy worked in Montauk, New York, at the Air Force Station. They met up two times a year, when each of… Continue Reading
“I don’t know, Krupper, these dwellings look pretty small for creatures as large as us.” “Everything’s fine.” “You said that last time.” “Come on, Jons. You know I had to do all my work before on that crappy old machine.… Continue Reading