Nancy Kress is the author of thirty-five novels, four story collections, and three books on writing fiction (Writers Digest Books). Her science fiction has won six Nebulas, two Hugos, a Sturgeon, and the John W. Campbell Memorial Award. Her most recent fiction is Observer, a novel about the nature of consciousness, reality, and love, co-written with Dr. Robert Lanza.
Nancy’s work has been translated into two dozen languages including Klingon, none of which she can read. She teaches writing at various venues in the United States and abroad, including a guest lectureship at the University of Leipzig, an intensive seminar in Beijing, and the annual SF-writing intensive workshop Taos Toolbox with Walter Jon Williams. She lives in Seattle with her husband, writer Jack Skillingstead.
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Nancy Kress is the author of thirty-five novels, four story collections, and three books on writing fiction (Writers Digest Books). Her science fiction has won six Nebulas, two Hugos, a Sturgeon, and the John W. Campbell Memorial Award. Her most recent fiction is Observer, a novel about the nature of consciousness, reality, and love, co-written with Dr. Robert Lanza.
Nancy’s work has been translated into two dozen languages including Klingon, none of which she can read. She teaches writing at various venues in the United States and abroad, including a guest lectureship at the ...
Zack scowled up at Anne, wishing she would go away. Bad enough to be lying on this damn hospital bed in a thin cotton dress that left his ass bare. Bad enough to be going into surgery for something wrong in his brain. Bad enough to not understand what that something was, not even after one of all those doctors had explained it, just the same way he’d never understood that kind of intellectual crap his whole stupid life. But having his sister loom over him, upright when he was down—well, wasn’t that just the icing on this particular shit cake?
You could count on dogs for your kids. Almost, and for the first time, I could see the point of the Domes. The aliens found humans dangerous or repulsive or uncaring or whatever, but dogs…
For decades, science has known that the material brain operates at a quantum level. For over a century, science has known that quantum equations run independent of time. Backward, forward, it makes no difference.
Three hundred sixty years since a colony ship left an established world with its hopeful burden, arrived at this deadly Eden, established a city, flourished, and died. How much of Mia’s lifetime, much of it spent traveling at just under c, did that represent?
Harkavy stopped pumping and stopped scowling, and noticed the storefront and its hand-lettered sign: EXPLANATIONS, INC. WE EXPLAIN ANYTHING GRAND OPENING TODAY … Harkavy snorted. Explain anything, indeed!
“When light of a specific wavelength hits those cells, they will activate or silence, and we can control that by—Ms. Connors, you can still change your mind.”
“Search for survivors,” the colonel ordered, just before she passed out from wounds that would have killed a lesser soldier, and all soldiers were lesser than she . . .
The “spiders,” which were not really spiders, had done more of their work. A thin, filmy web of very fine, dull red filaments was being spun over her naked body.
He went outside and aimed the rifle at Mary. She smiled. “You’re out of range, Doctor. Do you think I didn’t data-check on that rifle the second you opened the cabin door?”
“Scotch and water is fine”, the alien said. He had a deep, slightly hoarse voice. Sarah made herself look at him. Standing with his back to the fire, balancing with what looked like careless ease on both legs and the curving, muscular tail, he wasn’t quite as bad as Sarah had expected.
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