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FICTION FOR PURCHASE
"Eros, Philia, Agape"

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Jonathan Strahan's Year's
Best Science Fiction & Fantasy of the Year, Vol. 4
Available for pre-order,
$13.50 on Amazon.
Rich Horton's Year's Best Science Fiction &
Fantasy, 2010
Available for pre-order,
$13.50 on Amazon.
"Eros, Philia, Agape" by Rachel Swirsky
The objects belonged to them both, but
Adriana waved her hand bitterly when Lucian began packing. "Take
whatever you want," she said, snapping her book shut. She waited by
the door, watching Lucian with sad and angry eyes.
Their daughter, Rose, followed Lucian
around the house. "Are you going to take that, Daddy? Do you want
that?" Wordlessly, Lucian held her hand. He guided her up the stairs
and across the uneven floorboards where she sometimes tripped...
I love you, he would have whispered, but he'd surrendered the
ability to speak.
Originally appeared in
Tor.com. |
"Heat Engine"
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Last Drink Bird Head: A
Flash Fiction Anthology for Charity
$35 through Amazon.
All proceeds go to
ProLiteracy.org.
"Heat Engine" by Rachel Swirsky
Dad bought the first drinking bird on the day his mother had her
stroke. It was red as polished apples. He brushed away papers to set
it on the table. "Do you know how it works?" |
"The Adventures of Captain Blackheart
Wentworth"
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Fast Ships, Black Sails,
an anthology of pirate stories.
$10.00 from Amazon.
"The Adventures of Captain Blackheart
Wentworth" by Rachel Swirsky
With a splash, the body of Cracked Mack
the Lack went overboard. Captain Black Heart Wentworth, Rat Pirate
of the Gully by the Oak, stared after Mack into the turgid brown
waters. Wentworth's first mate, Whiskers Sullivan of the beady eyes
and greedy paws, slunk deckside, muttering madly about the pitter
patter of fleas rushing along his spine so loud he couldn't sleep or
shit or make water -- and when a rat can't shit or make water, tis a
dark day indeed. |
"Marrying the Sun"
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Jonathan Strahan's The Best
Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year, Vol. 3
$13.50 from Amazon."Marrying
the Sun" by Rachel Swirsky
The wedding went well until the bride
caught fire. Bridget's pretty white dress went up in a whoosh, from
train-length veil to taffeta skirt to rose-embroidered bodice and
Juliet cap with ferronière
of pearls.
Originally appeared in
Fantasy Magazine. |
"How the World Became Quiet: A Post-Human
Creation Myth"

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Originally appeared in Electric Velocipede #13
$5 from Spilt Milk Press
Reprinted in Jeff and Ann VanderMeer's Best American
Fantasy 2
$15 from Amazon
"How the World Became Quiet: A Post-Human
Creation Myth" by Rachel Swirsky
Humans laid the foundation for the sixth apocalypse in much the same
way they’d triggered the previous ones. Having recovered their
ambition after the Apocalypse of Serotonin and rebuilt their
populations after the Apocalypse of Grease, they once again embarked
on their species’ long term goal to wreak as much havoc as possible
on the environment through carelessness and boredom. This time, the
trees protested. They devoured buildings, whipped wind into
hurricanes between their branches, tangled men into their roots and
devoured them as mulch. In retaliation, men chopped down trees,
fire-bombed jungles, and released genetically engineered insects to
devour tender shoots. |
"Monstrous Embrace"

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Originally appeared in Subterranean: Tales of Dark
Fantasy
$50 through AmazonReprinted in Triangulation: Dark Glass
$12 from Amazon "Monstrous
Embrace" by Rachel Swirsky I
am ugliness in body and bone, breath and heartbeat. I am muddy rocks
and jagged scars snaking across salt-sown fields. I am insect larvae
wriggling inside the great dead beasts into which they were born.
Too, I am the hanks of dead flesh rotting. I am the ungrateful
child's sneer, the plague sore bursting, the swing of shadow beneath
the gallows rope. Ugliness is my hands, my feet, my fingernails.
Ugliness is my gaze, boring into you like a worm into rotting fruit.
Listen to me, my prince. Tomorrow, when
dawn breaks and you stand in the chapel accepting your late father's
crown, your fate will be set. Do nothing and you will be dead by
sundown. Your kingdom will be laid waste, its remnants preserved
only in the bellies of carrion birds.
There is another option. Marry me. |
"Heartstrung"
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Reprinted in Rich Horton's Fantasy: The Best of the Year,
2008
$12 from Amazon
"Heartstrung" by Rachel Swirsky
The seamstress bends forward as she presses
her needle into her daughter's heart for another stitch, squinting
to make sure she sews tight and even. As she pulls the thread taut,
she realizes this stitch marks the midpoint -- she's now halfway
finished sewing Pamela's heart onto her sleeve.
Originally appeared in Interzone. |
"Into the Air"
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Triangulation: Taking Flight
$12 from Amazon"Into the Air"
by Rachel Swirsky
If you wish to fly, the way is easy:
Seize a crow's feather in one hand and a cardinal's feather in the
other. Crows are large and dark and intelligent, cardinals small and
bright and twittering. Between them is the kind of bird you will be:
mid-sized with plumage bright enough to attract a mate but too
subtle for keen-eyed predators, neither particularly smart nor
particularly pompous, an average you-bird. |
"No Longer You" with Katherine Sparrow
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Interzone #224
TTA press shop currently unavailable
"No Longer You" by Rachel Swirsky and
Katherine Sparrow
"It's the human condition to fight
mortality," Aviva told me, before I knew how true that was, before I
even knew I was part of the fight. |
"Detours on the Way to Nothing"
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Weird Tales #349
$7 through Wild Side Press
"Detours on the Way to Nothing" by Rachel Swirsky
It's midnight when you and your
girlfriend, Elka, have your first fight since you moved in together.
Words wound, tears flow, doors slam. You storm out of the apartment,
not caring where you go as long as it's far away from her. When you
step off the front stoop onto the sidewalk, that's the moment when
the newest version of me is born. |
"The Amazing Story of Dominic Lazar"
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Andromeda Spaceways Inflight
Magazine #36
$9 for print, $5 for PDF
"The Amazing Story of Dominic Lazar" by
Rachel Swirsky
Three hundred years after the famous
explorer Thrushbeard the Vallant of Viking 9 piloted the galactic
empire's fleetest cruiser to the edge of the universe, discovered
space/time was in fact curved, and flew home again in a circle,
scientists determined there was nothing to write science fiction
about anymore. |
"The Art of Biting"
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Kaleidotrope #6
$5
from Kaleidotrope"The Art of
Biting" by Rachel Swirsky
Welcome to my shop. You can find
photographs of my work in the glossy books by the door. Bring me
Spot's furry, decaying little corpse and I can pose him to look like
he's about to jump up and lick his testicles. |
"The Debt of the Innocent"
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Glorifying Terrorism
£5 for
PDF from Rackstraw Press"The
Debt of the Innocent" by Rachel Swirsky
On October 11, 2035, Jamie Wrede, R.N.,
was the sole employee staffing the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit at
Temperance United in Martinsville's Pine Ridge district. In the
course of her career, she'd been asked to kill nine newborns. That
morning, she planned to kill four more. |
"Scene from a Dystopia"
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Subterranean Magazine #4
$9 from Subterranean Press, $80 for signed hardcover
"Scene from a Dystopia" by Rachel Swirsky
You've read this book before. It's one
of the classics from the Cold War era, always worth rereading when
you've got a little time on your hands.
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Header illustrations by
Sam Weber (left and
right) and
Fantasio (center). |