Have you ever wanted to read sci-fi and historical fiction simultaneously and just can’t manage holding two books at once? Your solution is here!   We start with the sci-fi. Oxford, England, in 2060 is the epicenter of historical research conducted through time traveling. Everyone is in complete chaos because Mr. Dunworthy, the don in charge of time travel, has changed everyone’s historical “drops” at the last minute and hared off to London to talk to some time-travel philos

Gina had really wanted to be a therapist. It was admittedly not great to figure that out now, after losing her certification, her receptionist, her only wealthy client, and her professional reputation, but it was a starting place, she reminded herself, and we all need to start with small decisions to help us set big goals.     The thing was, she really wanted to be a therapist, but she also wanted money and the things money could buy. Nice clothes, a good car, and an apartmen

Late last summer our church was reeling. Church members who we thought were our close friends had walked away and slammed the door shut on any further relationship for reasons that felt confusingly trivial. Other church friends were struggling through family troubles and felt that the best course of action was to leave the church. Swayed by their responses, people who had been visiting decided that instead of joining, they’d also leave. Guests began to take one look at our sm

“What are these pictures? Why do you have them? Do they mean something to you?”   There was no answer from the teen girl sitting across from her and Gina had to restrain herself from visibly gritting her teeth. Just a teen girl , Gina said to herself, You’re the therapist, you’re in charge of the situation , but that teen girl couldn’t be more than five years younger than Gina, and it was hard not to react to her as a peer instead of a patient. The girl wore dark, tight cloth

Switching it up a little this time—instead of a sentient house, it’s a sentient ship!   Althea is sailing onboard her father’s ship the Vivacia , who is made out of a particular kind of wood, wizardwood, that will quicken after its three first captains from its family have died onboard its decks. Vivacia  is already something of a living creature, and Althea knows and loves her and expects to be made captain after her father’s death, when the ship wakes into full sentience. T

This is a re-post for Christmas. I've been working on a larger project and haven't done as many short stories, but I've always been really pleased with this one, so I thought it was worth bringing out again. Percy Jones told lies. Not believable lies; those the other children could have forgiven, after all, a kid had to look out for himself, especially a weedy, bespectacled kid like Percy. Plus the elves who watched over them would frequently ignore an infraction earned in th

The world Jim Butcher has created in The Aeronaut’s Windlass  is far from the paranormally infested Chicago of his Dresden Files. This world lives in spires, suspended above Earth’s uninhabitable surface by thousands of feet, surrounded by magnificent flying ships and magical machinery. On Spire Albion, Gwendolyn, a rich heiress, informs her mother that she will join the Guards with her cousin Benedict no matter what her family says. In another place on the spire, in a differ

Once home, they separated to their houses, still wordless. But there, their experiences began to diverge. Dean sat with his family around...