Ils n’ont aucune raison de faire du business avec nous. Tu fais des affaires avec tes souris de laboratoires ou tes grenouilles d’élevages?

Isn’t antimatter what fuels the U.S.S.Enterprise?

Night and day, wind and storm, tide and earthquake, impeded man no longer. He had harnessed Leviathan. All the old literature, with its praise of Nature, and its fear of Nature, rang false as the...

Some readers may realize that this story, first published in 1956, has been overtaken by events. In 1965, astronomers discovered that Mercury does not keep one side always to the Sun, but has a period...

Sanity is over-rated. It lacks color.

Man, that’s a killer strategy, that is, an awesome way to persuade the incognoscenti that we’re not crazed hokum junkies, high on hackwork, trying to pimp our addled euphoria to anyone who passes. Yeah, vehement...

Bypasses are devices that allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast while other people dash from point B to point A very fast. People living at point C, being...

A good science fiction story should be able to predict not the automobile but the traffic jam.

We are between the wild thoat of certainty and the mad zitidar of fact.

A twisted, pale figure writhing in agony, chest bare and hideous. Tight, rigid cords of sickly green veins webbed across the boy’s body and limbs, like ropes under his skin. Purplish bruises covered the kid,...

If I knew that, ma’am, I probably wouldn’t need to be there.

She burst into her hotel room pulling her blouse over her head with one hand while she yanked her shoes off with the other. No way was she going to face an alien invasion in...

We want to know. We want to know who we are and what we are capable of.I want to know.And yet we were dragged into another war. Another seemingly inevitable and gruesome legacy passed down,...

Kate opens a jar of honey and pours a thick line of the sticky stuff over the top edge of the wound. Setting the jar back on the counter, she picks up the first strip...

You see, none of these conflicts are about things that people only sort of like. It is always about love. You may think me blasphemous to use the Passion of the Christ as an example...

We need to keep government small, but we also need to keep the influence of big business small, and we need to keep the power in the hands of the people, where it belongs. Big...

‘You’re like starlight,’ Cam whispered, and his teeth scraped up my jaw. I shivered. ‘I could lose myself in you.’

So are my eyes. How do I always get roped into these things?” Avery coughs and pats Rob’s back in sympathy. A poof of dust billows from the contact.

It was the dog Abel, who – as animals have been reported to do – had made his way over all England’s hills and rivers, to return to that home where he was first kindly...

Saji has had things done to people who crossed him or whom he has perceived as crossing him. Ugly things. These guys we’re meeting? They think they’re tough. They run book, own strip clubs, dabble...

It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear you know, but you really don’t? Now she was me – the familiar...

They are not free at all. They are essentially our prisoners.

It is easy to say that you can adopt the whole human race as your children, but it is not the same as living in a home with a child and shaping all you do...

The prophecy has come true! You put the sea salt in the soup…You are the one!

Apres moi le wreckage

It always will be.

The features of character are carved out of adversity.

As many authors have said, if the writer is not surprised by events, then chances are that the reader will not be either, and grow bored.

The day the nation voted on whether I’d live or die, I woke up with a headache.

He could see the tall, peeling yellow building at the periphery of his range of vision. But something about it struck him as strange. A shimmer, an unsteadiness, as if the building faded forward into...

There’s the bullshit you know that you know; the bullshit you don’t know and know you don’t know; and the bullshit you just think you know but really don’t.

Fred always goes with Daphne and Shaggy always sticks with Velma.””Well then, in that case, I’m Scooby.

Then the Skopamish showed up. Their chests heaving, rotting eyes like dull raisins in their skulls. Their eyes found mine like a witching wand seeking water.

No, when the time comes, I’m sure I’ll kill just like everybody else. I can’t go down without a fight. Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to…to show the Capitol they...

How inappropriate to call this planet “Earth,” when it is clearly “Ocean.

I love him, and I love us together more than I love myself. I will do what you ask, but if,” Kara swallowed hard, “…if I lose him, I’ll join him in death.” Vena resisted...

They were more than partners, more than brothers; they were very nearly the same person.

Uh, what?

By focusing on the interior of a speaker’s larynx and using infrared, he was able to convert the visible vibrations of the vocal cords into sound of fair quality, but that did not satisfy him....

Beware of self-indulgence. The romance surrounding the writing profession carries several myths: that one must suffer in order to be creative; that one must be cantankerous and objectionable in order to be bright; that ego...

Reaching out, I grab his hand and intertwine my fingers with his. And I move into his space until we’re not even an inch from each other. Laying my forehead on his chest, I take...

It was just a colour out of space—a frightful messenger from unformed realms of infinity beyond all Nature as we know it; from realms whose mere existence stuns the brain and numbs us with the...

What you mons making all the racket about? You wake me again and I’ll put the voodoo hex on you. All you only call me Tuberculosis behind my back now. You want the real thing?”...

She felt a soft brush of lips against her forehead, heard the other woman murmur, “Sleep now, chére.”Chére, Hannah though. Cherished. It was a good thing to be. She wrapped the word around her and...

Don’t Panic

Science is my territory, but science fiction is the landscape of my dreams.

You stumble upon an unhappy Martian sentry on a mission and shoot ineffectually at his powersuit a few times before he pulps you with his laserbeam eyes and hideous poisonous-gas breath. Glory!

The way I figure it, here in New Earth, men’s power has won out over women’s power, just like it’s done on Mainground. But men still fear women’s power. No one ever forgets their mother’s...

His whisper continued to stream a silent cacophony of warnings, kill and damage reports and pleas for assistance.He allowed himself two seconds to watch it and came away with the sense they were losing. Not...

When all else fails, use the pen.EMW