My dark little selkie story is up now at PodCastle! (First new publication to actually hit in like forever.)
Basically, I'm relatively fond of selkies as a concept anyway, and then I read an article about the culture and conditions surrounding Alaskan fishing trawlers and went "Hmm."
Dave Thompson had specifically requested I send it to him, and then I found out he was planning to leave the editorship of PodCastle, so this is sort of a farewell on several levels. Best of luck, Dave! We love you, man.
I hope everyone enjoys the story regardless.
- Nathan
Thursday, March 12, 2015
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Malfunctions
Timothy turned on the tap.
“The water isn’t working right,” said Betty.
And it wasn’t. It flowed out of the tap and down to the sink, clear and cold to the touch, but it wouldn’t get anything wet. He added coffee grounds to the filter holder and they just hovered in the middle of the fluid, undampened.
He glared at Betty, sipping blithely from her mug as she sat at the table. “How did you get yours, then?”
Betty shrugged, then indicated the dark gouge in the wall behind her. It dripped, glistening wet. “The bricks aren’t working right, either.”
“The water isn’t working right,” said Betty.
And it wasn’t. It flowed out of the tap and down to the sink, clear and cold to the touch, but it wouldn’t get anything wet. He added coffee grounds to the filter holder and they just hovered in the middle of the fluid, undampened.
He glared at Betty, sipping blithely from her mug as she sat at the table. “How did you get yours, then?”
Betty shrugged, then indicated the dark gouge in the wall behind her. It dripped, glistening wet. “The bricks aren’t working right, either.”
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