The Art of Fiction No. 168 Issue no. 159 Fall 2001 “I don’t see much point in doing things for a pure joke. Every now and then you need a joke, but not so much as the people who spend all their lives constructing joke palaces think you do.”
The Narrow Jet Issue no. 173 Spring 2005 There were two old men who made a project to defy gravity. The old knight, Sir Tor, had spent his life securing borders, incarcerating malefactors, protecting widows, reforming crop rotation, sending
Crocodile Tears Issue no. 146 Spring 1998 Patches of time can be recalled under hypnosis. Not only suppressed terrors but those flickering frames of the continuum that, even at the time, seem certain to be forgotten, pleasantly doomed to nonentity.
The Djinn in the Nightingale's Eye Issue no. 133 Winter 1994 Once upon a time, when men and women hurled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked on the bottom of the sea, learning the speech of whales and the songs of the dolphins