Contents17 November 2008ARTICLE: Autumn 2008 in the Key of Schubert, by Jeffrey JohnsonThe glimpses of Schubert's day-to-day life prove a relationship between the ordinary and the miraculous. FICTION: Until Forgiveness Comes, by K. Tempest BradfordSadana Manu, under-cleric of Iset, gave the sign for mourners to station themselves near the main blast sites for their glimpses of loved ones long gone. POETRY: Exiling the Earth, by Duane AckersonFirst, we sent away the trees, / then the bubble of breath REVIEW: This Week's Reviews, posted three times a weekMonday: Button, Button by Richard Matheson, reviewed by William Mingin 10 November 2008ARTICLE: What Killed the Robot Soldier?, by Ben CrispinDid the Army receive their new machines on the radio-clogged battlefield, relieved that all of those worrying signal problems had been resolved . . . and then discover that they hadn't been? COLUMN: Wii Fitness: Rocking the Hula Hoops (And the Weight Issues), by E. Cabell Hankinson GathmanThe release of the Wii Fit convinced me that I would actually use the Wii once I bought it, and having a ground floor apartment made it a morally defensible purchase. FICTION: Return (part 2 of 2), by Eric VogtBefore Tima had left, he and Svena used a 0.7-Turing AI to build a reactive construct of him. That construct was all that Vishi had known of her father. POETRY: Dream People, by Bruce BostonIf dream people were the world / there would be no time / for reflection. REVIEW: This Week's Reviews, posted three times a weekMonday: A Field Guide to Surreal Botany, eds. Janet Chui and Jason Erik Lundberg, reviewed by Richard Larson 3 November 2008COLUMN: Summer Movies 2008, by James SchellenbergIt's like I don't enjoy blockbusters any more — I feel lonely in my dislike of The Dark Knight, for example — but I keep going every summer. Why might that be? FICTION: Return (part 1 of 2), by Eric VogtHe wasn't Rapid Combat, but a standard and very lethal fight package was part of his Mass Dynamics Overtraining. He was very, very aware that the hand holding her to the wall was in a position to crush her trachea with just a small twitch. POETRY: The Astronaut's Return, by Marge SimonToo long I've been in exile, / I've paid enough for my misdeeds. REVIEW: This Week's Reviews, posted three times a weekMonday: The ABC Family Network show The Middleman, reviewed by Rov Kaveney 27 October 2008ARTICLE: The Fantasy of Talking Back: Susanna Clarke's Historical Present in Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, by Elizabeth HoiemAt the center of Susanna Clarke's historical novel are three characters, each a victim of Strange and Norrell's project to promote magic as rational and "English," and each corresponding to a social group historically marginalized in order to solidify Englishness as a cohesive category of identity[.] FICTION: Nine Sundays in a Row, by Kris DikemanI'm hunkered down in the tall grass, tail down, ears back. She leans back against the oak tree, wiggling her toes in the grass, big ugly boots beside her, moonlight throwing up shadows all around. POETRY: Heyiya, by Sonya TaaffeWho would deal in straight lines with a god / of double faces? REVIEW: This Week's Reviews, posted three times a weekMonday: Blonde Roots by Bernadine Evaristo, reviewed by Gwyneth Jones Strange Horizons is a weekly online magazine of science fiction, fantasy, science fact, opinion, art, and reviews. All material in Strange Horizons is copyrighted to the original authors and may not be reproduced without permission. Violators will be prosecuted. Updated every Monday Graphic design by Elaine Chen. |