Lightspeed: Year One
Stephen King, John Joseph Adams
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Lightspeed: Year One compiles all the fiction published by the online science fiction magazine Lightspeed in its first year. Originally published stories include Nebula Award finalists Vylar Kaftan's "I'm Alive, I Love You, I'll See You in Reno" and Adam-Troy Castro's "Arvies" as well as Carrie Vaughn's Hugo Award-nominated "Amaryllis". Plus there are classic stories by Stephen King, Ursula K. Le Guin, George R. R. Martin, and more.
The popular, critically-acclaimed Lightspeed is edited by bestselling anthologist John Joseph Adams. Lightspeed publishes all types of science fiction, from near-future sociological soft sf to far-future star-spanning hard sf--and everything in between. Each month, Lightspeed features a mix of original and classic stories, from a variety of authors, showcasing the best new genre voices along with bestsellers, award-winners, fan favorites, and notable authors readers already know.
anything to drink. My father didn’t say anything, just looked off at the far wall. I remember my mother asked for a cup of tea for my father. I don’t want to sell my life. I’m not ready to do that yet. So I sell it bit by bit. Scrape by. Sell it by the hour. Pain, grief, terror, worse. Or just mild discomfort. Social anxiety. Boredom. I ask around about Kirthi. People are talking. The guys are talking. Especially the married guys. They do the most talking. I pass her in the hall again,
How can that be? You nearly gave her a concussion.” Mia was as bewildered as Kenin, as all of them. She’d picked up the girl, who’d looked bewildered but not angry, and then Mia had backed off, expecting the girl to run. Instead she’d stood there rubbing her forehead and jabbering, and Mia had seen that her sarong was made of an uncut sheet of plastic, its colors faded to a mottled gray. Kenin, Lolimel, and two guards had come running. And still the girl wasn’t afraid. She chattered at them,
but I promise I’ll work the hardest I can, Mama!!!!! Zhenya (your son) Mama, This is Zhenya, your son. We are hungry. It’s not so bad for me, but Sulyik whines and drags his belly on the floor. Dr. Olga says there is a food place and it’s our job to find it, but we can’t because the path between places keeps changing. We go all around the castle and we should be where we started and we’re not. Start in sleep place, end in run place. Start in run place, end in the big hall. It’s like that
good chuckle, and then they looked up at me. “Well,” I said, “I guess Buck Rogers beat us there after all.” “It looks legitimate, Jerry,” Cole said, but he was still laughing. I didn’t have to tell him what we all knew: That it was a doctored picture and that it must have been a slow week for scandals. If the image was doctored, the deed had to have been done by the Russians. Moscow had released the satellite images only a few hours before and forwarded them to us without comment. Apparently
for Christmas dinner. She said she came to see me today, and Rene and Dr. Ben came too, because we are each other’s family now, so we are not alone. I hadn’t thought of it like that before. December 1 No one will tell me, not even Ms. M., but I think maybe Dr. Ben is sick. I have not seen him in five whole days. It is quiet here. I wish it was Thanksgiving again. January 23 I didn’t know this before, but you have to be in the right mood to write your thoughts down. A lot happened in the days