Ruth Nestvold's guest appearances

Ruth Nestvold

StarShipSofa

Far Fetched Fables

Daniel Quinn

Michael Moorcock

David Morrell

Seanan McGuire

Scott Lynch

Fred Van Lente

Matthew Kressel

Richard Ford

Charles Stross

Gene Wolfe

Jeffrey Ford

Sofia Samatar

Jeremy Szal

Brian Evenson

Lev Grossman

OwlTail

Jay Lake

"Flash Fiction: “Myriam” by Jay Lake &amp; Ruth Nestvold("Tales of the Rose Knights" #11, originally published at Daily Science Fiction.)When the Rose Knight Myriam arrived in the farthest reaches of the magical lands of Hy Rugosa, she was already so pale she soon became known as the Gossamer Knight. She told no one from whence she hailed or why she had sought out the lands of Hy Rugosa, but rumors abounded: that she had assassinated the leader of the Inner Sea, that she had poisoned the Prince in Point-of-Sleep, that she had betrayed her fellow knights in far Chemeketa. Some thought they heard the lilt of the Moonwood in her voice, others the exotic strains of the Farmost West. One thing all the stories agreed on--she had been banished. She was mourning. And every day, she disappeared a little bit more.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at jlake.com.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov's, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois' Year's Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at ruthnestvold.com and blogs at ruthnestvold.wordpress.com.Jay and Ruth's collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at Amazon and via iTunes.Main Story: “Heavy Sulfur” by Ari Marmell(Originally published in Operation: Arcana.)Late autumn, 1916The Western FrontAmidst the roiling clouds of mustard gas, bilious and billowing, I could just make out the alchemancer positioned atop the hillock.He stood tall, arms spread, apparently untroubled by the fusillades filling the air with lead, the bursting ordnance raising geysers of shrapnel and mud across the field of no man’s land. Ritual robes of rusty hue hung open over an officer’s uniform of the German Empire; unseen eyes glared through the lenses of a heavy gas mask, a hideous insectile thing that looked to have taken the place of the man’s head. The carbine strapped to one shoulder hung unused, for his right hand was occupied by a rune-carved staff of oak, from which the impossible banks of flesh-searing gas flowed. He directed them, as an orchestra conductor, sending them against the wind, positioning them where he would. They rolled toward the trenches and the brave British defenders; far behind the alchemancer, I could see multiple squads of German soldiers preparing to rush any breach the mustard gas might open.I wasn’t meant to have spotted the poison-witch, none of us were. His occult defenses were far too strong. That, however, was why men such as I fought on the front lines. I could feel the faint wetness of the oil with which I’d anointed my own brow and eyelids, the charm that permitted me to overcome such protections.Ari Marmell would love to tell you all about the various esoteric jobs he held and the wacky adventures he had on the way to becoming an author, since that’s what other authors seem to do in these sections. Unfortunately, he doesn’t actually have any, because real life is boring — hence the focus on fiction. His published work includes fully original novels, such as Hot Lead, Cold Iron, and Thief's Covenant; licensed/tie-in novels for multiple properties; and role-playing game material for games such as Dungeons &amp; Dragons and Vampire: The Masquerade. He has worked with publishers such as Del Rey, Pyr Books, Titan Books, and Wizards of the Coast.Ari currently lives in an apartment that’s almost as cluttered as his subconscious, which he shares (the apartment, not the subconscious, though sometimes it seems like it) with George — his wife — and two cats who really, really think it’s dinner time. You can find Ari online at mouseferatu.com and on Twitter as @mouseferatu.About the Narrators:Jen R. Albert is an entomologist, writer, editor, narrator, wife, dog-mom, game-player, reader of all the things, and haver of too many hobbies from Toronto. She is a regular narrator at the Escape Artists podcasts and is co-editor of Podcastle.Jack Calverley lives in Central London where he watches a very small patch of land struggle into gardenhood. In even quieter moments he has been known to narrate science fiction stories for Starship Sofa and horror stories for Tales to Terrify, and also hosted the now defunct Crime City Central podcast for its entire two-year run. He is a member of the T-Party genre writers' group, another group called WINOS, and critters.org, and (having attended two online classes from the Odyssey Writing Workshops) is a member of the Odyssey online critique group. A testament to perseverance if nothing else. He lives online at jackcalverley.com where he watches a very small patch of website struggle into nethood." Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

"Flash Fiction: “Myriam” by Jay Lake &amp; Ruth Nestvold("Tales of the Rose Knights" #11, originally published at Daily Science Fiction.)When the Rose Knight Myriam arrived in the farthest reaches of the magical lands of Hy Rugosa, she was already so pale she soon became known as the Gossamer Knight. She told no one from whence she hailed or why she had sought out the lands of Hy Rugosa, but rumors abounded: that she had assassinated the leader of the Inner Sea, that she had poisoned the Prince in Point-of-Sleep, that she had betrayed her fellow knights in far Chemeketa. Some thought they heard the lilt of the Moonwood in her voice, others the exotic strains of the Farmost West. One thing all the stories agreed on--she had been banished. She was mourning. And every day, she disappeared a little bit more.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at jlake.com.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov's, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois' Year's Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at <a href="http://ruthnestvold.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ruthnestvold.com</a> and blogs at ruthnestvold.wordpress.com.Jay and Ruth's collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at Amazon and via iTunes.Main Story: “Heavy Sulfur” by Ari Marmell(Originally published in Operation: Arcana.)Late autumn, 1916The Western FrontAmidst the roiling clouds of mustard gas, bilious and billowing, I could just make out the alchemancer positioned atop the hillock.He stood tall, arms spread, apparently untroubled by the fusillades filling the air with lead, the bursting ordnance raising geysers of shrapnel and mud across the field of no man’s land. Ritual robes of rusty hue hung open over an officer’s uniform of the German Empire; unseen eyes glared through the lenses of a heavy gas mask, a hideous insectile thing that looked to have taken the place of the man’s head. The carbine strapped to one shoulder hung unused, for his right hand was occupied by a rune-carved staff of oak, from which the impossible banks of flesh-searing gas flowed. He directed them, as an orchestra conductor, sending them against the wind, positioning them where he would. They rolled toward the trenches and the brave British defenders; far behind the alchemancer, I could see multiple squads of German soldiers preparing to rush any breach the mustard gas might open.I wasn’t meant to have spotted the poison-witch, none of us were. His occult defenses were far too strong. That, however, was why men such as I fought on the front lines. I could feel the faint wetness of the oil with which I’d anointed my own brow and eyelids, the charm that permitted me to overcome such protections.Ari Marmell would love to tell you all about the various esoteric jobs he held and the wacky adventures he had on the way to becoming an author, since that’s what other authors seem to do in these sections. Unfortunately, he doesn’t actually have any, because real life is boring — hence the focus on fiction. His published work includes fully original novels, such as Hot Lead, Cold Iron, and Thief's Covenant; licensed/tie-in novels for multiple properties; and role-playing game material for games such as Dungeons &amp; Dragons and Vampire: The Masquerade. He has worked with publishers such as Del Rey, Pyr Books, Titan Books, and Wizards of the Coast.Ari currently lives in an apartment that’s almost as cluttered as his subconscious, which he shares (the apartment, not the subconscious, though sometimes it seems like it) with George — his wife — and two cats who really, really think it’s dinner time. You can find Ari online at <a href="http://mouseferatu.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">mouseferatu.com</a> and on Twitter as @mouseferatu.About the Narrators:Jen R. Albert is an entomologist, writer, editor, narrator, wife, dog-mom, game-player, reader of all the things, and haver of too many hobbies from Toronto. She is a regular narrator at the Escape Artists podcasts and is co-editor of Podcastle.Jack Calverley lives in Central London where he watches a very small patch of land struggle into gardenhood. In even quieter moments he has been known to narrate science fiction stories for Starship Sofa and horror stories for Tales to Terrify, and also hosted the now defunct Crime City Central podcast for its entire two-year run. He is a member of the T-Party genre writers' group, another group called WINOS, and <a href="http://critters.org" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">critters.org</a>, and (having attended two online classes from the Odyssey Writing Workshops) is a member of the Odyssey online critique group. A testament to perseverance if nothing else. He lives online at <a href="http://jackcalverley.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">jackcalverley.com</a> where he watches a very small patch of website struggle into nethood." Hosted on Acast. See <a href="https://acast.com/privacy" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" target="_blank">acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

FarFetchedFables No 138 Ari Marmell and Jay Lake & Ruth Nestvold

Flash Fiction: “Green Ice” by Jay Lake and Ruth Nestvold(“Tales of the Rose Nights” #2, originally published at Daily Science Fiction.)The Moon is mistress of the tides, which means she controls the blood of men, for their red-washed veins flow with salt, echoing the sea that is mother to us all. When she calls men to her, they rise to her attendance. When she refuses them, they drown in tears of sorrow. Women, though, follow a flow and rhythm of their own, still in Sister Moon’s power, but free from her compulsions.So it was that among the greatest of the Rose Knights serving under the Moon’s banner in her wars with the Army of the Sun were the flowers of womanhood. Green Ice stood strong among them as the Green Knight, her armor a shade so pale as to be nearly white, her eyes the piercing color of a mountain meadow in spring, her hair silver-white as the streams that flow downward into the cathedral-forests.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at jlake.com.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov’s, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois’ Year’s Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at ruthnestvold.com and blogs at ruthnestvold.wordpress.com.Jay and Ruth’s collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at Amazon and via iTunes. Main Story: “Against the Encroaching Darkness” by Aliette de Bodard(Originally published in Grimdark Magazine #5.)Eugénie lay in state in the small, pathetic chapel that they’d never had time to finish, her eyes towards the blank, unpainted ceiling. From time to time, the distant echo of a magical conflagration shook the room, and dust fell on her chest, covering her clothes in a fine, white layer that slowly and irretrievably obscured the insignia of House Lazarus.Victoire would not cry. She’d done so earlier in the privacy of her room, but now it wasn’t about love or grief; merely what would carry them forward, what would ensure the newly founded House would survive the death of her founder. Most Houses, she knew, didn’t. And Lazarus, that bastard child of Eugénie’s ideals — her place of refuge, her small band of dependents patiently gathered through the years — was no exception.Aliette de Bodard lives and works in Paris, where she has a day job as a System Engineer. In her spare time, she writes speculative fiction: her Aztec noir trilogy Obsidian and Blood is published by Angry Robot, and her short stories have appeared in markets such as Clarkesworld Magazine, Asimov’s, and The Year’s Best Science Fiction. She has won a Nebula, a Locus, and a British Science Fiction Association Award. Her latest release is The House of Shattered Wings. Visit aliettedebodard.com for more information. About the Narrators:Nicola Seaton-Clark lives in the wilds of (almost) Eastern Europe with her long-suffering husband, phenomenal children and a grumpy cat. Trained as an actress and singer, she has worked in entertainment for over 20 years and currently splits her time between writing speculative fiction, helping her husband run their voice-over company, Offstimme, and voicing everything from commercials and documentaries to public transport announcements. She also hosts this podcast…Andrea Richardson is a British singer and actress with extensive stage and film performances to her name. She began narration and voiceover work in 2014, but enjoys using her existing skills in a different way. You can find Andrea at andrea-richardson.co.uk and on Facebook.  Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Flash Fiction: “Green Ice” by Jay Lake and Ruth Nestvold(“<a href="http://dailysciencefiction.com/hither-and-yon/tales-of-the-rose-knights" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Tales of the Rose Nights</a>” #2, originally published at <a href="http://dailysciencefiction.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Daily Science Fiction</a>.)The Moon is mistress of the tides, which means she controls the blood of men, for their red-washed veins flow with salt, echoing the sea that is mother to us all. When she calls men to her, they rise to her attendance. When she refuses them, they drown in tears of sorrow. Women, though, follow a flow and rhythm of their own, still in Sister Moon’s power, but free from her compulsions.So it was that among the greatest of the Rose Knights serving under the Moon’s banner in her wars with the Army of the Sun were the flowers of womanhood. Green Ice stood strong among them as the Green Knight, her armor a shade so pale as to be nearly white, her eyes the piercing color of a mountain meadow in spring, her hair silver-white as the streams that flow downward into the cathedral-forests.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at <a href="http://www.jlake.com/bibliography/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">jlake.com</a>.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov’s, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois’ Year’s Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at <a href="http://www.ruthnestvold.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ruthnestvold.com</a> and blogs at <a href="https://ruthnestvold.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ruthnestvold.wordpress.com</a>.Jay and Ruth’s collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Almost-All-Way-Home-Stars-ebook/dp/B00IC9CBGC/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Amazon </a>and via <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/almost-all-way-home-from-stars/id649083607?mt=11" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">iTunes</a>. Main Story: “Against the Encroaching Darkness” by Aliette de Bodard(Originally published in <a href="https://grimdarkmagazine.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Grimdark Magazine</a> #5.)Eugénie lay in state in the small, pathetic chapel that they’d never had time to finish, her eyes towards the blank, unpainted ceiling. From time to time, the distant echo of a magical conflagration shook the room, and dust fell on her chest, covering her clothes in a fine, white layer that slowly and irretrievably obscured the insignia of House Lazarus.Victoire would not cry. She’d done so earlier in the privacy of her room, but now it wasn’t about love or grief; merely what would carry them forward, what would ensure the newly founded House would survive the death of her founder. Most Houses, she knew, didn’t. And Lazarus, that bastard child of Eugénie’s ideals — her place of refuge, her small band of dependents patiently gathered through the years — was no exception.Aliette de Bodard lives and works in Paris, where she has a day job as a System Engineer. In her spare time, she writes speculative fiction: her Aztec noir trilogy Obsidian and Blood is published by Angry Robot, and her short stories have appeared in markets such as Clarkesworld Magazine, Asimov’s, and The Year’s Best Science Fiction. She has won a Nebula, a Locus, and a British Science Fiction Association Award. Her latest release is The House of Shattered Wings. Visit <a href="http://www.aliettedebodard.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">aliettedebodard.com</a> for more information. About the Narrators:Nicola Seaton-Clark lives in the wilds of (almost) Eastern Europe with her long-suffering husband, phenomenal children and a grumpy cat. Trained as an actress and singer, she has worked in entertainment for over 20 years and currently splits her time between writing speculative fiction, helping her husband run their voice-over company, <a href="http://www.offstimme.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Offstimme</a>, and voicing everything from commercials and documentaries to public transport announcements. She also hosts this podcast…Andrea Richardson is a British singer and actress with extensive stage and film performances to her name. She began narration and voiceover work in 2014, but enjoys using her existing skills in a different way. You can find Andrea at <a href="http://www.andrea-richardson.co.uk/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">andrea-richardson.co.uk</a> and on <a href="https://www.facebook.com/andrearichardsonsinger" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Facebook</a>. <a href="https://districtofwonders.leadpages.co/leadbox/1463c59f3f72a2%3A144216e41346dc/5640941595525120/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"></a> Hosted on Acast. See <a href="https://acast.com/privacy" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" target="_blank">acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

Far Fetched Fables No. 102 Aliette de Bodard and Jay Lake & Ruth Nestvold

Cover art for this month is by Kassandra Leigh, a photographer, model, and self-professed dweeb with no social skills, chronic ailments, and a supreme appreciation of “me” time. She likes to take peectures of pretty, sexy, and creepy things, soft tacos with no lettuce, spooky supernatural anything, playing mages in Smite, heavy metal, the Sith Code, and things that start with the letter “C”: cats, camera gear, cold weather, cosmetics, clothing, and caffeine — but not candids. Flash Fiction: “Osiana” by Jay Lake &amp; Ruth Nestvold(“Tales of the Rose Nights” #1, originally published at Daily Science Fiction.)She did not come to her life with intention. Few do, but less so for Osiana. She had been born a bondswoman in a time and place where freedwomen were rarer than talking hens. That she had good hands and clear eyes was apparent even in her extreme youth, so when the Proctors came to winnow the girl-children in her third summer, Osiana was taken aside to be raised on red meat and rough exercise, to see if she could grow into the Kingsguard.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at jlake.com.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov’s, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois’ Year’s Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at ruthnestvold.com and blogs at ruthnestvold.wordpress.com.Jay and Ruth’s collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at Amazon and via iTunes. Main Story: “Salt and Sand” by Kate O’Connor(Originally published in Orson Scott Card’s InterGalactic Medicine Show #39.)The blood­ orange sun was slumping towards the western horizon when the funeral boat came ashore, groaning in defeat as it crested onto the sand. Saesa had watched the boat throughout the day, tracking its slow progress in between settling her other visitors. The little boat had teased her, coming close and then drifting back out with the tide, but it had finally arrived.Saesa held still, savoring the moment before she went to peel back flesh and crack bones to reveal this next visitor’s story. Her pointed teeth ached with wanting and her mouth watered. There was a lifetime of thought and emotion that would be waiting just beneath the skin of the next corpse.A board creaked and Saesa froze. There shouldn’t be any noise. Funeral ships only brought one thing. The sound had been sharp and immediate – too sudden for Saesa’s beach and the long line of empty vessels left by her day’s work.Something shifted just beyond the boat’s railing. Before Saesa had time to react, a thin figure lurched upwards, sprawling over the rail and tumbling down onto the hot sand. Saesa jumped back, her heart thundering in her chest. She had seen living people countless times in memories, but to have one in front of her was another matter entirely.Kate O’Connor has written science fiction and fantasy since 2011. In between telling stories, she flies airplanes, digs up artifacts, and manages a dog kennel. Her short fiction has most recently appeared in StarShip Sofa, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and Escape Pod. About the Narrators:Nicola Seaton-Clark lives in the wilds of (almost) Eastern Europe with her long-suffering husband, phenomenal children and a grumpy cat. Trained as an actress and singer, she has worked in entertainment for over 20 years and currently splits her time between writing speculative fiction, helping her husband run their voice-over company, Offstimme, and voicing everything from commercials and documentaries to public transport announcements. She also hosts this podcast…Nikolle Doolin is a writer and a voice actor. Her fiction, poetry, and plays have been published and presented; and her voice has appeared in various mediums. Nikolle has performed numerous narrations for a number of popular and award-winning podcasts, such as The NoSleep Podcast, Tales to Terrify, and Far-Fetched Fables. She also narrates classic literature by the likes of Austen, Poe, James, and more in her own podcast, Audio Literature Odyssey. To learn more about Nikolle, visit her website at nikolledoolin.com. StarShip Sofa is eligible for this year’s Hugo Awards! If you like, you can nominate it here. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Cover art for this month is by Kassandra Leigh, a photographer, model, and self-professed dweeb with no social skills, chronic ailments, and a supreme appreciation of “me” time. She likes to take peectures of pretty, sexy, and creepy things, soft tacos with no lettuce, spooky supernatural anything, playing mages in Smite, heavy metal, the Sith Code, and things that start with the letter “C”: cats, camera gear, cold weather, cosmetics, clothing, and caffeine — but not candids. Flash Fiction: “Osiana” by Jay Lake &amp; Ruth Nestvold(“<a href="http://dailysciencefiction.com/hither-and-yon/tales-of-the-rose-knights" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Tales of the Rose Nights</a>” #1, originally published at <a href="http://dailysciencefiction.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Daily Science Fiction</a>.)She did not come to her life with intention. Few do, but less so for Osiana. She had been born a bondswoman in a time and place where freedwomen were rarer than talking hens. That she had good hands and clear eyes was apparent even in her extreme youth, so when the Proctors came to winnow the girl-children in her third summer, Osiana was taken aside to be raised on red meat and rough exercise, to see if she could grow into the Kingsguard.Jay Lake lived in Portland, Oregon until his death in 2014, shortly before his 50th birthday. His books include Kalimpura from Tor and Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh from Prime. His short fiction appeared regularly in literary and genre markets worldwide. Jay was a winner of the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and a multiple nominee for the Hugo and World Fantasy Awards. In 2015, he posthumously received the Locus Award for his collection Last Plane to Heaven.Learn more about him and his work at <a href="http://www.jlake.com/bibliography/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">jlake.com</a>.Ruth Nestvold has published widely in science fiction and fantasy, her fiction appearing in such markets as Asimov’s, F&amp;SF, and Gardner Dozois’ Year’s Best Science Fiction. Her work has been nominated for the Nebula, Tiptree, and Sturgeon Awards. In 2007, the Italian translation of her novella Looking Through Lace won the Premio Italia award for best international work. She maintains a web site at <a href="http://www.ruthnestvold.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ruthnestvold.com</a> and blogs at <a href="https://ruthnestvold.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">ruthnestvold.wordpress.com</a>.Jay and Ruth’s collection of short stories, Almost All the Way Home from the Stars, is available at <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Almost-All-Way-Home-Stars-ebook/dp/B00IC9CBGC/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Amazon </a>and via <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/almost-all-way-home-from-stars/id649083607?mt=11" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">iTunes</a>. Main Story: “Salt and Sand” by Kate O’Connor(Originally published in <a href="http://www.intergalacticmedicineshow.com/index39.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Orson Scott Card’s InterGalactic Medicine Show #39</a>.)The blood­ orange sun was slumping towards the western horizon when the funeral boat came ashore, groaning in defeat as it crested onto the sand. Saesa had watched the boat throughout the day, tracking its slow progress in between settling her other visitors. The little boat had teased her, coming close and then drifting back out with the tide, but it had finally arrived.Saesa held still, savoring the moment before she went to peel back flesh and crack bones to reveal this next visitor’s story. Her pointed teeth ached with wanting and her mouth watered. There was a lifetime of thought and emotion that would be waiting just beneath the skin of the next corpse.A board creaked and Saesa froze. There shouldn’t be any noise. Funeral ships only brought one thing. The sound had been sharp and immediate – too sudden for Saesa’s beach and the long line of empty vessels left by her day’s work.Something shifted just beyond the boat’s railing. Before Saesa had time to react, a thin figure lurched upwards, sprawling over the rail and tumbling down onto the hot sand. Saesa jumped back, her heart thundering in her chest. She had seen living people countless times in memories, but to have one in front of her was another matter entirely.Kate O’Connor has written science fiction and fantasy since 2011. In between telling stories, she flies airplanes, digs up artifacts, and manages a dog kennel. Her short fiction has most recently appeared in <a href="http://www.starshipsofa.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">StarShip Sofa</a>, <a href="http://www.intergalacticmedicineshow.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">InterGalactic Medicine Show</a>, and <a href="http://escapepod.org/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Escape Pod</a>. About the Narrators:Nicola Seaton-Clark lives in the wilds of (almost) Eastern Europe with her long-suffering husband, phenomenal children and a grumpy cat. Trained as an actress and singer, she has worked in entertainment for over 20 years and currently splits her time between writing speculative fiction, helping her husband run their voice-over company, <a href="http://www.offstimme.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Offstimme</a>, and voicing everything from commercials and documentaries to public transport announcements. She also hosts this podcast…Nikolle Doolin is a writer and a voice actor. Her fiction, poetry, and plays have been published and presented; and her voice has appeared in various mediums. Nikolle has performed numerous narrations for a number of popular and award-winning podcasts, such as <a href="http://www.thenosleeppodcast.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">The NoSleep Podcast</a>, <a href="http://talestoterrify.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Tales to Terrify</a>, and Far-Fetched Fables. She also narrates classic literature by the likes of Austen, Poe, James, and more in her own podcast, <a href="http://nikolledoolin.com/alo/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Audio Literature Odyssey</a>. To learn more about Nikolle, visit her website at <a href="http://nikolledoolin.com/pblog/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">nikolledoolin.com</a>. <a href="http://www.starshipsofa.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">StarShip Sofa</a> is eligible for this year’s Hugo Awards! If you like, you can nominate it <a href="http://www.thehugoawards.org/2016/01/2016-hugo-campbell-award-1941-retro-hugo-award-nominations-now-open/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">here</a>.<a href="https://districtofwonders.leadpages.co/leadbox/1463c59f3f72a2%3A144216e41346dc/5640941595525120/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"></a> Hosted on Acast. See <a href="https://acast.com/privacy" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" target="_blank">acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

Far Fetched Fables No. 98 Kate O’Connor and Jay Lake and Ruth Nestvold