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2023 is my year of rereading! reencountering things that filled me with comfort, identification, anger, joy. Picking up things that didn’t quite hit me right the first time, or reconsidering people and ideas I needed desperately in a specific moment.
It’s a lovely exercise, especially with one eye on the craft/technical aspect (how does this story pull off its trick?) and another just enjoying the cozy fellowship of a story that’s lived and changed along with me 🥰
Today from @ReckoningMag: the stunning short story "Why We Bury Our Dead At Sea," by Tehnuka. https://reckoning.press/why-we-bury-our-dead-at-sea/
And from our special post-Roe issue on bodily autonomy, the third of Taylor Jones's eerie, beautiful paintings of the body in nature.
https://reckoning.press/bosque-nuboso-nocturne/
Taylor's painting introduces next week's release, the novelette "Those Dark Halls" by M.C. Benner-Dixon, which was mentioned in Locus this week:
"a tender and complex story of expectations, bodies, and autonomy."
“Does the defendant admit posting this message after the sinking of the ship Deep Power?” The prosecution lawyer looked up from his papers, directly at Kaveri. “I quote: ‘A hundred oilers nowhere near make up for even a single whale fall, but I guess it’s a start, el-oh-el’.” My cousin, blank-faced in the dock, said,
An astounding image of our moment at the precipice:
Climate activists standing against the inhuman-scale machinery of the open-pit Lützerath brown coal mine, with a wind farm visible in the distance.
#climate #LützerathLebt #coal #renewable
In my latest newsletter, I offer some ideas for how to save SFF short fiction!
https://buttondown.email/charliejane/archive/some-ideas-for-how-to-save-short-fiction/