Q&A with Gregory Marlow

First time Asimov’s writer Gregory Marlow brings “Seeking” to our [July/August edition]! Read this interview for the behind-the-scenes details!


Asimov‘s Editor: How did this story germinate? Was there a spark of inspiration, or did it come to you slowly? 
Gregory Marlow: Almost a decade ago, my cousin lived with my wife and me while he was in opiate addiction recovery. Despite all three of our efforts, he relapsed, and we watched him go through several phases of detoxing and seeking behavior. He eventually did get clean after a long jail sentence, but I was struck by how addiction overpowered all other wants and needs. Nothing was more important than the next high. The experience lived with me for a long time, until I finally read the classic Arthur C. Clarke book Childhood’s End. When the two clicked together, the story practically wrote itself. 

AE: What is your history with Asimov’s? 
GM: I’ve been a fan my whole adult life, but this is my first story published in Asimov’s. I have a second story coming in the near future that is completely unrelated to this one. 

AE: What made you think of Asimov’s for this story? 
GM: At its heart, Asimov’s publishes stories about people. Plot, world, language, all of those things are important, but the stories in Asimov’s are not about spaceships; they’re about people in spaceships. Although sometimes people make me angry, they seem to be who I keep writing about. I also have to confess that seeing my name in the same table of contents as Robert Silverberg was a pretty significant life goal of mine. 

AE: Who or what are your greatest influences and inspirations? 
GM: Did I mention Robert Silverberg? I’m also a huge fan of Kurt Vonnegut, Octavia Butler, Ursula K. Le Guin, Martha Wells, Christopher Moore, Mary Robinette Kowal, Sara Pinsker, and Nathan Ballingrud. I’m not sure if obsessively reading their work has rubbed off on me, but I hope it’s at least helped me refine my taste.
In my daily life, my wife inspires me to try to be a good person and to question the things I think I already understand. I’m still amazed I get to live my life with her.
My dog, Sadie, reminds me not to take cheese for granted. 

AE: Are there any themes that you find yourself returning to throughout your writing? If yes, what and why? 
GM: I keep coming back to people confined on a spaceship for a long journey. It could be months, years, or centuries, but it’s a great incubator for conflict, plot, and character. Every time I think I’ve said what I need to say about it, another idea pops into my head that I have to write down. 

AE: What inspired you to start writing? 
GM: My mom. She is a voracious reader and why I first fell in love with reading. She’s also one of the first people who told me that someone out there might want to read something I wrote, too. Beverly Cleary’s book, Dear Mr. Henshaw, added fuel to the flame, and I tried to write my first novel when I was in the fifth grade. I do not have plans to publish that one. 

AE: What other projects are you currently working on? 
GM: I just finished a first draft of a novel that, if I’m being honest with myself, is mostly a fan fiction about my dog, Sadie, going on adventures in space. I’m an adult, and I can do what I want. I had a blast writing it, so maybe a few people will enjoy reading it when it’s finished. I hope to clean it up and start sending it out in the fall. 

AE: What SFnal prediction would you like to see come true? 
GM: Teleportation. Steven Gould’s Jumper books hooked me on the trope, but it’s even more appealing since I’m always late to everything. 

AE: What are you reading right now? 
GM: I just finished two books that I can’t stop recommending; I’m being pretty obnoxious about it, honestly. The River has Roots by Amal El-Mohtar packed so much heart and emotion into 100 pages. The writing is intimidatingly lovely. It felt like a story I should already know by heart, but was getting to read for the first time. The other is When We Were Real by Daryl Gregory. I want a whole novel for every character in that book. It managed to be both fun and whimsical while still sending me into an existential crisis. 

AE: What other careers have you had, and how have they affected your writing?
GM: I’m an associate professor at East Tennessee State University, where I teach animation. I’ve also worked as a freelance animator for video games for over 20 years. So I guess writing is my third job, but they all feel like different slices of the same pie to me. I create things, and I help other people create things. I like the process of an idea becoming something someone else can experience. Plus, being a teacher has given me the presumptuous impression that people actually want to hear what I have to say. So when I get a free moment, I make up stories about robots and spaceships and send them out into the world. I am eternally humbled that this story landed on Sheila Williams’ desk and she liked it. She is an absolute legend! 

 AE: How can our readers follow you and your writing? (IE: Social media handles, website URL…) 
GM: I have several social media accounts, but honestly, I’m detoxing from them as much as possible (yeah, I like puns). Probably the best way to find me is on my website, GregMarlow.com. I live vicariously through my dog, Sadie’s Instagram @lickinfaces. Occasionally, I will post some publishing news on my personal Instagram @gbmarlow. But Sadie is way cuter than I am. 


Gregory Marlow (He/Him) is an associate professor, animator, and writer living in East Tennessee with his wife, Amanda, and dog, Sadie. He has animated on over a dozen video game titles, and some of his short fiction publications include PodCastle, Strange Horizons, Flash Fiction Online, and The LeVar Burton Reads podcast. Find him online at gregmarlow.com. Gregory’s first story for Asimov’s is a love letter to Arthur C. Clarke about the unyielding grip of addiction during a world-changing first contact event.

Q&A with Robert Reed

Long-time Asimov’s writer Robert Reed answers questions in this interview about his new work “Oliana’s Skull” in our [July/August issue].


Asimov’s Editor: What is the story behind this piece? 
Robert Reed: An earlier story of mine—“The Neighbor”—had a chapter set in this seaside city. I wanted to go back and explore the hills and neighborhood, and the giants living in the adjacent sea.

AE: Is this story part of a larger universe, or is it stand-alone? 
RR: This is a Great Ship story. So yes, the universe is big, broad, and hopefully deeper than most.

AE: What made you think of Asimov’s for this story? 
RR: I thought you’d buy it. That’s the first reason why I send anything anywhere.

AE: What is your history with Asimov’s? 
RR: Now and again, my work has been published in your magazine. Someone’s keeping a running tally. Not me. But last I heard, nobody was close to my title total.

AE: What is your process?
RR: I start each project with a clear idea of where I’m going. And when my characters tell me that I’m wrong, I listen to them. Oliana, for example. She delivered a nice surprise in the end.

AE: What inspired you to start writing? 
RR: It was the 1970s, and I was a child who thought writing would bring easy money.

AE: What other projects are you currently working on? 
RR: More Great Ship stories, plus once a year, I write 12-13 little stories wrapped inside my “Retrograde” universe.


The author tells us, “Most of my recent work is focused on my dear old friend, the Great Ship. Some GS stories appear in established magazines. Asimov’s, for example. Others get sent straight up to Kindle. A story called “The Neighbor” was one of those self-published efforts. My favorite chapter takes my protagonist to a habitat where mortal humans live on one side of a deep, narrow sea, while the other shoreline is jammed with immortals from a multitude of species. An intriguing setting, and later, wanting to learn more about the realm, I decided to write a second novelette. “Oliana’s Skull” was always set on the mortal shoreline. At the beginning, I was convinced that the second city and those giant aquatic aliens would be allowed their own chapters. But alas, there wasn’t room. Millions of watery brains and tens of thousands of years of history . . . that’s more than enough terrain as it is.”

Imagine a City 

In this blog post, Karol Lagodzki explores dystopia and the themes behind his first work with Asimov’s in our [July/August issue], “Brother Adalbert’s Last Shift”.


By Karol Lagodzki 

Imagine a city. It is empty of movement. There are no cars in the streets, no pedestrians scurrying to avoid them. Storefronts pronounce their contents, but you know—though not how you know it—that they are a lie. Silence makes your head ring. 

Your eye falls on one specific building, and you have no idea why this particular one—its façade is brown and windows square just like any other structure’s—has called out to you. It is sterile and dead. 

Then your ear registers the trilling of birdsong.  

Dissonance. A conflict between the images and sounds on the page. A subversion of the reader’s expectations. But that’s only one kind of incongruity.  

Writers and readers of dystopia are drawn to the genre in part because more than any other it presents an opportunity to examine dissonances, especially cognitive dissonance, on a vast scale. It is also no accident that dystopian societies in literature and film tend not to be democratic. A distinct lack of freedom, challenges to self-determination, and unequal power dynamics are the genre’s core features.  

Many works of dystopian fiction engage directly with systemic oppression. One only needs to consider such masterpieces as Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale or George Orwell’s 1984. Their worlds are quite clearly dystopian: each is a “bad place.”  

Atwood’s world incorporates active resistance. Orwell’s less so, or at least not as overtly. But one can imagine that Big Brother had at some point faced threats to its rule which, by the titular year, have been vanquished. In 1984, reactions to oppression and inequality consist mainly of accommodation to which cognitive dissonance, or “doublethink,” is central. As someone who came of age in Poland in the 1980s, I recognize Orwell’s world as my own, both then and again now, but also know that that there are reasons to remain hopeful. My story in the July/August 2026 issue of Asimov’s Science Fiction, “Brother Adalbert’s Last Shift,” is intended to be closer to 1984 than to The Handmaid’s Tale in its portrayal of reactions to autocracy. 

Adalbert’s contemporaries take the systems of control that dictate their lives, down to their very duration, for granted. Few if any dwellers of New Chicago will look forward to dying at their assigned premature time, but they do not rebel. They have accepted the premise that their deaths serve the common good, that they support the perceived necessity of population control in the context of finite and sharply limited resources.  

“Brother Adalbert’s Last Shift” is several things at once—a love story, a piece of environmentalist fiction, dystopian science fiction—but I hope that the readers pause to ask themselves some of the questions extant behind the curtain. 

How did we get here? 

Who is in charge? 

Is everyone’s lifespan subject to rationing, or are some people exempt? 

Is this society as egalitarian as it seems? 

Why do the living not mourn the dead more openly? 

What happens next? 

Imagine the answers to these questions as you imagined the city at the beginning of this post. What do you see? Your answers may differ from those others may give, though there is likely to be some commonality between all of us. We are all here, reading science fiction, after all. 

Here’s what my imagination tells me, though I can’t say that I had to strain it: the path that leads us to Adalbert’s world is indistinguishable from our observable reality. No imagination necessary, not really. That’s not to say that complete environmental devastation and totalitarianism are inevitable, but objects in motion stay in motion absent intervention (thanks, Mr. Newton), and our world is aimed at Adalbert’s unless we do something about it. 

It is still possible to avoid Gilead or Oceania. This is where our imaginations get to do the work.  

Imagine that being hopeful is rational and that nihilism doesn’t make any of us more interesting or sexier at parties. Imagine that the little thing you do today, such as getting out of bed or writing this blog post, can help stop some glaciers from melting. Imagine that your vote matters, because it most definitely does.  

And most of all imagine that you and your life have intrinsic incalculable value regardless of whether you work sixty hours a week to add to the GDP, choose to care for your family, or spend all day reading sci-fi and pondering. Because you and it most definitely do, and don’t let anyone tell you any different. 


Karol Lagodzki <BlueSky: @klagodzki.bsky.social, Instagram and Threads: @karol_lagodzki, Website: klagodzki.com>, a native of Poland, is an exophonic, English-language author of fiction. His stories have appeared in Invisible City, Storm Cellar, NUNUM, Streetlight Magazine, and elsewhere, and he has won Panel Magazine’s Ruritania Prize for Short Fiction. His first full-length book, Controlled Conversations, a story of perseverance under an authoritarian regime, was a finalist for the 2025 PEN/Hemingway Award for Debut Novel. Karol lives halfway down a Southern Indiana ravine with his wonderful family, a scurry of squirrels, a passel of possums, a gaze of raccoons, a descent of woodpeckers, and a large dog. His Asimov’s debut, “Brother Adalbert’s Last Shift,” strives to find hope in a seemingly hopeless world.

Changing Times

By Alan Smale 

Learn all about Alan Smale’s approach to historical fiction in this thoughtful essay, and find out why Alan believes that historical fiction falls perfectly under the umbrella of speculative fiction. In our July/August issue, Alan whisks readers back to Ancient Rome in “Roma Delenda Est,” his latest story!


Sometimes I think I love history way too much to be a science fiction writer.  

Then I head off to a science fiction convention—which could be anything from a Comic Con-sized extravaganza, to a Worldcon or World Fantasy Convention, to one of my favorite regional cons like Balticon, Capclave, Philcon, or Ravencon—and see once again just how popular the history-related panels and presentations are. Even when the topics are purely historical, they still seem to find a welcome home in the SF community. (Although, if those panel topics happen to include some kind of speculative element, whether it’s alternate history, historical fantasy, time travel, or whatever else, so much the better.) Many of my SF-writer friends have written at least some SF or fantasy set in the past. In fact, I can think of only a couple who have never done so. 

Though, turning this around, even straight-up historical fiction is speculative to some degree, isn’t it? Hist.fic authors tend to reimagine or recast known historical events in a different light, filling in the gaps in our knowledge, or providing a so-called “secret history” of what was really going on behind the scenes. It’s almost impossible to write hist-fic without projecting or inventing the thoughts and motivations of history’s heroes, villains, and supporting cast. There’ll be some interpolations or extrapolations, invented elements about historical personalities, fictional characters moving in that historical landscape, or other meditations on the hidden levers and stressors on history because, let’s face it, we all want to know What Was Really Going On back then. One of the joys of watching “The Crown” on TV was the feeling you were getting a glimpse into the real day-to-day lives of the royals; however accurate or otherwise the portrayals might have been, they certainly seemed all too believable. And, staying with TV, the “Rome” series helped people understand the non-Judeo-Christian mindset of the people who lived in that era, while providing compelling and believable characterizations of Julius Caesar, Mark Anthony, and many others. Along, of course, with those fictional rogues Titus Pullo and Lucius Vorenus, everyman Roman soldiers whose life trajectories just happened to intertwine with those of the rich and powerful. 

Alternate history takes this one step—or, sometimes, ten steps—further and posits a different history altogether; the creation of a whole new timeline that begins somewhere along our own recorded history. Rigorous, hardcore alternate history will alter one single historical fact, and then work through the consequences of that change in the coming weeks, decades, or millennia. Such a divergence point “should be plausible, definite, small in itself, and massive in consequence” (Tom Shippey, medievalist and critic). 

But, why do that? Why alter history? Isn’t the history we have just fine? 

My answer: because alternate history holds up a mirror to our real, known history. When you’re writing or reading alternate history, you’re constantly getting echoes and reverberations from the real history. Our own historical timeline is always present in the back of your mind, however hazily, and gives the story added depth and resonance. I love that. 

Or, as John Kessel puts it (far better than I just did): “‘To me the power of alternate history is its essential irony—the distance between what we know really happened and what we assume to have happened in our invented alternate world.” Also John: “I want a counterfactual to illuminate some element of real history. I want it to make a comment on history, or the real people it is about.” 

Yup. Absolutely. What he said. 

I find a lot of the better-written alternate histories very credible. Honestly, there are a billion places (probably more) where a rather small change in our real, recorded history could have rippled and echoed down through the centuries with major consequences for our current national boundaries, power structures, political systems, technological systems . . . all the systems.  

I don’t think you can study history for long without realizing just how contingent it is. How breathtakingly random some events seem, or how strongly they depend on the decision of one person, at one particular time. How often then-current affairs shot off in a completely different direction than the people alive at the time thought they were going to. In your own lives, how often have chance meetings or minor decisions had mighty consequences for you? Most people’s lives are positively riddled with such events.  

Sure, some key historical movements are more-or-less inevitable, or at least hard to butterfly away. Many social, economic, and technical revolutions have such a huge amount of momentum behind them that it’s tough to conceive of a single reasonable change that would head them off at the pass. Given the starting conditions, it’s hard to envision a nineteenth-century United States / North America that didn’t throw capital into railroads, leading to the subsequent opening up of the west. Not much can derail that development (sorry). But, whether a given military battle was won or lost—a surprising number of which have a sensitive dependence on the weather that day, or on relatively minor actions taken by one or another army commander, captain, or corporal; or exactly where national boundaries fell, can certainly feel somewhat arbitrary. Even among historically undistinguished or “invisible” characters, who is born and who dies has a significant knock-on effect to all their potential descendants and to everyone who knows those descendants. The consequences of those changes must surely magnify year by year to become immense. 


When you’re writing or reading alternate history, you’re constantly getting echoes and reverberations from the real history. Our own historical timeline is always present in the back of your mind, however hazily, and gives the story added depth and resonance. I love that.

I don’t love the Great Man Theory, despite having depicted several rather prominent historical characters in my own alternate history stories (Benjamin Franklin, Julius Caesar, Katherine Wright, Genghis Khan, Charles Darwin, Guy Fawkes…). But it surely must be clear that the gain or loss of one individual, whether they’re a Hitler or a midwife, a Catherine the Great or the chauffeurs who happened to be driving Archduke Franz Ferdidnand’s, or Princess Diana’s, cars on their respective fateful days, might have had impressive effects on the march of history.  

Which, after what seems like eons, brings us to “Roma Delenda Est,” my alt.hist tale in the July/August issue of Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine. 

Aficionados of classical history will straightaway recognize the similarity of this title to “Carthago Delenda Est!” (“Carthage must be destroyed!”), that infamous phrase that Cato the Elder would bellow out in Senate meetings of the Roman Republic in the second century BC. He was attempting—in a very repetitive and boring way—to convince his senatorial colleagues to commit to what we now know as the third Punic War, and finally crush the city-state of Carthage in the western Mediterranean, which (at least in Cato’s mind) was a continuing threat to Rome. (Honestly, I think Rome may have launched the Third Punic War just to shut him up.) Some readers will realize immediately that this is a story where matters between Rome and Carthage might go differently . . . which would undoubtedly have led to a twenty-first century world very different from the one we currently live in. 

Why did this idea appeal to me? Well, a while back I wrote a half-million-word trilogy called Clash of Eagles (Penguin Random House/Del Rey 2015-2017) where the Roman Empire survives in its classical form until the thirteenth century and is moving into North America at just the time when the indigenous Haudenosaunee Confederation and Mississippian Cultures were both at their height. Even though I still think about the Roman Empire every day (don’t we all?), I figured it was time to reverse that karma, and write another set of books where the Roman Empire never comes into its power after all. A series that investigates the fourth-century AD Mediterranean world that might have developed if the Romans had been crushed in the Second Punic War, if Hannibal really had come to the gates of Rome around 210 BC. The books have Hypatia of Alexandria as their protagonist in an Egypt still under the control of the Ptolemaic Dynasty, with a militaristic and aggressive Carthage to the west and a strong Persia to the east, “barbarians” (not really, but a conglomerate of warring Germanic and Gothic cultures) to the North, and no Roman Empire anywhere to be seen. 

Those books exist. As a collection they’re called A Million Burning Scrolls, and (full disclosure) they haven’t sold as yet. But, in the process of writing those, I got interested in how this world might have come about. What really happened six hundred years before the events of Scrolls? Who was the historical Hannibal, and how could he and his army have prevailed against the power of Rome? Many historical pundits believe that, for all Hannibal’s undoubted genius as a general and his epic crossing of the Alps (with elephants, for Ba’al’s sake), his military venture was always doomed to fail.  

I happen to think otherwise. You’ll have noticed by now that I have distinctly mixed feelings about “historical inevitability.” 

There’s a category of alt.hist stories that occur at the nexus point, meaning they follow the course of events through the actual point of divergence where everything changes. “Roma Delenda Est” is one such. And in writing it, I got all kinds of echoes and counterpoints and thought-provoking concepts mirroring in from our real history, which I hope deepen the impact for the reader. . . . 

. . . Which is all very heavy and high concept and woo, but to tell the truth I was also looking to write something a little more lighthearted and comedic than some of my more recent stories. 

Hence “Roma Delenda Est,” with its cranky and acerbic narrator, and somewhat quirky view of his world and his situation. I had a blast writing it, and in the process realized that it would be fun to incorporate more humor in my next tales, on top of what I fully hope are plausible political situations, realistic backgrounds, and interesting characters. So, I probably will. 

Anyway, the TL;DR is that I love playing with historical situations and characters, I love twisting the timeline around in fun and interesting ways, and even though I absolutely consider myself a science fiction writer and reader, I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving speculative history, in all its weird and wonderful forms. 


Alternate history enthusiast and two-time Sidewise Award-winner Alan Smale <www.alansmale.comwww.facebook.com/alan.smalebsky.app/profile/alansmale.bsky.socialtwitter.com/AlanSmale, www.linkedin.com/in/alansmale> is the author of the Clash of Eagles trilogy, featuring a Roman invasion of Mississippian America, and the Cold War alternate space race series Apollo Rising. His previous tales for Asimov’s have explored the wilds of Mongolia and deepest, darkest England, the windy dunes of Kitty Hawk, and the bloody Colosseum in Caracalla’s Rome. In his latest tale he kidnaps us into the great Carthaginian general Hannibal’s war camp in Italy in 212 BC.

Q&A with Stephanie Feldman

Stephanie Feldman returns to Asimov’s with “Half Inside the Spirit Box”, in our [May/June issue, on sale now!] Read this Q&A to learn more about her inspiration for the story and her creative process.

Asimov’s editor: How did this story germinate? Was there a spark of inspiration, or did it come to you slowly?
Stephanie Feldman: I’ve been curious about the relationship between early-twentieth century mediums and their investigators for many years now. Those seances seem so theatrical and goofy, but also atmospheric and fraught with grief and longing. I intended to write about the gendered, and sexualized, power dynamic between the mostly female mediums and mostly male debunkers. When I sat down to write, though, it turned into something different, about a Houdini-esque figure and his psychological battle and emotional kinship with his subject, Madame Livermore. My Winston Montecarlo departs from Houdini in a significant way—Houdini changed his name, but never hid his past.

AE: Do you particularly relate to any of the characters in this story?
SF: I think I was drawn to these characters for all the ways they’re different from me. Montecarlo and Livermore are both gifted performers, savvy people-readers, and wily operators. I’m okay with a microphone, but I’m not really trying to whip an audience into a frenzy or run a scheme. I enjoyed imagining it, though.

AE: How did the title for this piece come to you?
SF: Most of my published work is titled with the main subject—like my novels The Angel of Losses and Saturnalia, and stories “The Getaway” and “The Sorcerer’s Test.” I tell myself it’s a motif in my body of work, but really it’s because I struggle with crafting titles. I’m trying to get more exciting. For a while, this was called “The Handcuff King Jumps”—had to get a verb in there—but then I settled on the image of the spirit box, one of Madame Livermore’s seance tools. The title isn’t just about box, but the trapped, in-between space the characters find themselves in, both literally and figuratively. There’s an implied action: they’re either going all the way in, or breaking free.

AE: What made you think of Asimov’s for this story?
SF: I love Asimov’s historical speculative stories. I don’t usually set stories in the past, but when I was done with this, I immediately thought of Asimov’s.

AE: What is your history with Asimov’s?
SF: My first short story sale was to Asimov’s—“The Witch of Osborne Park” (there’s that title formula again), published in 2018. At the time, I felt like a novelist by nature, but I kept working on short fiction, and now that story will appear in my collection The Night Parade and Other Stories, coming in October. I love that Asimov’s is a genre flagship publication that embraces strange stories that straddle style and genre.


I’m a big fan of easy goals: 100 words, a couple sentences, 15 minutes. Building and maintaining momentum, a little bit at a time, is a great way to break through.


AE: How much or little do current events impact your writing?
SF: I want to grapple with current events—and I know I am, we all are, however consciously or directly or not—but it’s a puzzle. How do we depict a world shifting at such great speed? (Another reason why I love speculative worlds, which allow us to explore realism without accuracy.) Right now, current events are more directly affecting my organizing efforts. I cofounded Buried Creek Collective, a group dedicated to creative climate resilience, with nonfiction writer Sara Davis, and we’re launching our inaugural Climate Education for Writers Program in fall 2026. It’s a course for Philly-area writers of all genres, at all stages of the career, who want to address our changing world in their work, and includes instruction on environment and infrastructure, field trips to sites of local crisis and renewal, and meetings with experts. We believe that informed storytelling is essential for creating a better future as we adapt to a hotter, drier world.

AE: How do you deal with writers’ block?
SF: This year, I’m struggling a lot with focus. Breaking news and social media have finally destroyed my concentration. I’m excited about my latest project, I have ideas and plans, but I just can’t put down words. As my semester comes to an end, I’m going to try to get back to writing every day.  When I stick to that routine, I keep my head in the world of the story and block the doubting editor in my mind. I’m a big fan of easy goals: 100 words, a couple sentences, 15 minutes. Building and maintaining momentum, a little bit at a time, is a great way to break through.

AE: What are you reading right now?
SF: I’m currently reading James Morrow’s The Last Witchfinder. I love his imagination and voice. I just finished Lauren Groff’s Matrix, about a medieval abbess seeking power and freedom for her community of women, and for herself, and it was wonderful. This year, I also loved Theodore McCombs’ beautiful collection Uranians and Erin L. McCoy’s Underlake, about a flooded town that’s survived inside a reservoir.

AE: Do you have any advice for up-and-coming writers?
SF: I’ll join the chorus encouraging you to write a lot, read a lot, finish your drafts, and make friends with other writers. Recently, when I talk to students, I find myself reminding them that the writing life is long. It takes many words, drafts, and stories before you find some control over your craft, and even then, every new project poses its own problems to solve and struggles to endure. Settle in for the long game, don’t be too hard on yourself, and keep working. 

AE: Bonus Question: How can our readers follow you and your writing? (IE: Social media handles, website URL…)
SF: www.stephaniefeldman.com
Blue Sky: @sbfeldman
Instagram: @Stephanie.feldman


Stephanie Feldman is the author of the novels The Angel of Losses and Saturnalia, and the forthcoming collection The Night Parade and Other Stories. Her work has been named a Barnes & Noble Great New Writers Selection, a Crawford Fantasy Award winner, a Mythopoeic Award finalist, and a Locus Award finalist. She lives outside Philadelphia with her family.

Phytoremediation, Slow Healing, and the occasional Chopper Crash

A.M. Dellamonica returns to Asimov’s with “Failed Acts of Predation” in our [May/June issue, on sale now!] Here, they discuss phtyoremediation and how they bring together the elements of the story.


by A.M. Dellamonica

Something that’s flat-out incredible about my life is that I spend time in the orbit of working chemists, many of them genuine science rock stars. This is absolutely fantastic for me as an SF writer… they do the hard work of digging into the nature of reality, and in the process they drop science concepts I might never otherwise be exposed to, shiny little germs of possible story.

One such concept, phytoremediation, came my way about a year ago. 

Phytoremediation is a strategy for extracting pollutants from contaminated ecosystems by loading said systems with plants that, instead of dying, take up the toxins.

Cattails will do this, for example, which is a simple and yet completely miraculous fact. Here we have a swamp weed that can, over time—for phytoremediation, you must understand, is slow, the very opposite of a quick fix—can fill its roots and shoots with manganese, lead, and iron ore tailings, claiming them from soil that humans have casually worked to ruin. 

The second I learned about phytoremediation, I wanted to build a story around it, complete with cattails. As I read on, I learned about another hyperaccumulator, one that doesn’t grow up near the Arctic Circle, where “Failed Acts of Predation” is set: pycnandra.

Oh, these trees!

First of all they hyperaccumulate nickel, another heavy metal that can have significant toxic effects on the land, water, and living things around it.

Pycnandra are tropical; they grow naturally in New Caledonia. They can tolerate incredibly high nickel levels in soil. Their sap is a vivid silvery-green color… when cut, they bleed liquid metal. Go search some pictures… you’ll be impressed!

Back? They’re gorgeous, right?

Rhapsodizing about trees aside, you may notice that so far I haven’t said a single thing that isn’t a present-day biological fact. It’s the stuff of a straight up ecology article. Phytoremediation is the science part… and now I want to talk about how I go about putting in the fiction.

My fiction mashes things together: in this case, phytoremediation, talk pads for pets, autistic burnout, near-future supply-chain failures, and the terrifying economic transition we are currently making as a society, this sea change so much on everyone’s minds, as robots and AI become increasingly capable of doing certain kinds of work for us.


The science a writer chooses to highlight in worldbuilding also affects the pace of the story, the nature of its unfolding.


When I write, I draw disparate threads into a fabric into which I weave people (and wild cats and bears, in this case) knotting together a complicated series of love stories.

It’s a glide from things that do exist to things that may be possible: to set this story in the north, I had to imagine genetically engineered pycnandra trees. Silver sap on snow: an imaginary species created for the landscape of my childhood, an environment very different from New Caledonia. It’s scientific speculation with a big dash of the improbable. At the same time, it’s an aesthetic choice. I could just do the story with cattails… and yet I can’t.

The science a writer chooses to highlight in worldbuilding also affects the pace of the story, the nature of its unfolding. This may seem obvious, but slow-bake ecological remediation doesn’t lend itself to an action-adventure narrative. 

Okay, I know, there’s a bear attack. And… a slight helicopter crash. Maybe that’s how the world feels to me these days. But I still would argue this story is slow-paced. Am I wrong? We don’t always see our own work clearly. I think “Failed Acts of Predation” grows as slowly as the trees.

For pycnandra is not a tree that grows swiftly, and the downstream effect of that on “Failed Acts of Predation,”—its destiny, if you will—is to be a story about slow healing. In these much-troubled days, more than five years after the upheaval and losses of the Covid pandemic, I needed to write about a place where nickel hyperaccumulators are left to tend a wounded landscape for decades before the toxins can be extracted. That in turn populating that forest with characters who may be willing to spend a lifetime overwatching the recovery. Sedge, with his collection of robots and his adopted bobcat and his strengths and vulnerabilities, arises in that environment naturally. 

As I write this, I see that I have also perhaps imbued the story with a little bit of a fairy-tale feel, with its talking animals and accursed forest. Even though this is a science fiction story, there’s a sense in which it is also about a man in a lonely and inaccessible place. Perhaps not a prince in a tower but someone who, like so many of us, is hoping for some magic, to weather the transformation of the world and somehow become stronger while they wait for someone to arrive and touch them—to make a connection.

I hope you can find something like that within this story, and take it with you as you wander out in your own landscapes, be they haunted or, hopefully, at least occasionally enchanted.


A.M. Dellamonica’s first novel, Indigo Springs, won the Sunburst Award, and their fourth, A Daughter of No Nation, won the 2016 Prix Aurora for Best Novel. They have published stories in Asimov’s, Clarkesworld, Reactor, and elsewhere, along with poetry, pop culture essays, and even the 2021 play Dressed as People,which they co-wrote with Kelly Robson and Amal El-Mohtar. Their newest novels, Gamechanger and Dealbreaker, were released under the name L.X. Beckett and are solar punk adventures that imagine humanity surviving climate change and creating a post-carbon economy. The author’s newest story for Asimov’s drops us into the Yukon wilds with a burned-out chemist stuck at a phytoremediation site. His only company? An AI, a comatose pilot, and a lynx cub nursing an injury. All four of them are just trying to survive the things trying to take them down.

A Space Opera Satire

In this post, Donald McCarthy talks about the process of writing “Unspeakable Knowns”, in our [May/June issue, on sale now!], and how he determined the tone to take.


By Donald McCarthy

“Unspeakable Knowns” has a few origins; this is a tale where I pieced together various strands, some of which I originally envisioned as separate stories. The most important strand relates to the title. During the Iraq War, Donald Rumsfeld had a habit of discussing “known knowns” and “known unknowns,” along with the dreaded “unknown unknowns.”

Since all wars involve censorship, I thought there should be another phrase added: “unspeakable knowns.” This phrase would refer to the events that occur in war that we know happen but do not speak about. It could be about a president with a lack of a plan. It could be about a genocide. It could be a statement as simple as “I think our side is the wrong side.”

These are ideas and observations that often go unspoken out of fear during times of conflict. The phrase “unspeakable knowns,” and the story in general, can be “about” almost any war, although it is most influenced by the Iraq War, which I grew up during, Vietnam, and Gaza. The war in Iran had not yet begun when I wrote this tale, although it sure fits in well. Unspeakable knowns exist throughout history, sadly; so, too, do con men like the narrator of this story, someone for whom lying in favor of war is as natural as breathing.

The next strand of the story came from its tone: a satire.

To make the point I wanted to make, I did not think a lecturing tone would work. A character telling you “it’s bad to lie to your people about war” while other characters nod along seems neither engaging nor illuminating. I needed tension and an edge; I needed to see the lies in action, to challenge them by diving into them. If I did that, perhaps I could better expose how truths are twisted and wars born.

Now, you could argue, probably accurately, that no single story can change the way humanity views war. But you know what? Hope springs eternal, so here I am anyway. I was therefore left with a decision on how to make the point I desired; two scenarios hit me as optimal. One would be to approach it as horror, a genre I’ve written a lot in. The other would be to approach it as satire, which is a genre I had long wanted to try out but so far hadn’t. Perhaps, then, this could be the opportunity.

How to find the right satirical angle would be the next conundrum. I could go bonkers, like The Onion does. But I settled on a slightly grimmer form of satire, one influenced by a 1970 Italian anti-fascist film called Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion. I first watched the movie during the pandemic and then one year used it in my International Short Stories class, wherein I always show a foreign film once during the semester (if you’re wondering, the other film I use some years is the excellent and still timely State of Siege).

Investigation of a Citizen Above Suspicion concerns a fascist police captain who murders his lover. He leaves plenty of clues that it was him, but because the state cannot punish a police captain, increasingly ridiculous excuses have to be made for clear signs of guilt. It is a funny and eerie film. If you haven’t seen the movie, give it a watch. I took it as inspiration while getting into the headspace of this story’s morally vacant narrator.


I needed tension and an edge; I needed to see the lies in action, to challenge them by diving into them.


Of course, the genre of the story is not just satire. It’s space opera, too. How did that strand come about? After all, I could have written a satire about Henry Kissinger or Donald Rumsfeld. Or I could have written one about the United States going to war with a fictional or unnamed country, such as occurred in the satirical film In the Loop.

Opting for science fiction, however, allowed me room to develop my own personal geopolitical crisis and allowed me to explore not just the United States’ war crimes but many other countries’, as well. The lies my narrator tells wouldn’t sound all that different from Joseph Goebbels, y’know?

Plus, my passion plays a part. I love political space opera, and I’m always itching to write some. The science fiction and fantasy I enjoy usually deals with power and politics. Whether it was watching Babylon 5 in middle school (I was a weird kid) or reading A Song of Ice and Fire and Foundation in high school or having The Word for World is Forest assigned in grad school (what a great class that one was!), political speculative fiction has always called to me.

So, with those various strands, I put together this story. I did not write the entire piece in order. I sometimes just wrote the back-and-forth dialogue between the narrator and the reporters, later cutting any that I didn’t find effective enough. There were even a few lines I found very funny that I had to cut simply because they didn’t push the narrative forwards or veered towards more general political satire as opposed to the targeted look at war propaganda I was going for; I guess that’s where the phrase “killing your darlings” comes from. 

I wrote the horrific monologue about bombing hospitals before I knew who the narrator would deliver it to (later, I had to tweak it once I realized who’d be on the receiving end).

Then, I stitched the scenes together. I had a buddy read the result, and he told me which parts didn’t work and which areas made him start to lose interest. In terms of critiquing, there’s nothing better than having a writing friend you trust who tells you when they’re confused and, most importantly, bored. Someone has to tell you when you’re bloviating too much!

It turned out the beginning especially went on for too long. There were too many unnecessary political details in an area already bursting with exposition. So lots of cutting needed to be done.

Lastly, I read the piece a couple times more, and then I let it escape. I’m happy to report it found a home at Asimov’s. There’s no place cooler to have your space opera tale.

I hope you enjoy the story. Unfortunately, I suspect you’ll see the narrator again. No, not in another story of mine, not necessarily. You’ll see him on the television or on your phone. He’ll tell you all wars are terrible except for this current one. This one is necessary. There won’t be mistakes like in the past. This war will be an honor to fight, and your support, your unquestioning support for it, is necessary.

This time, the killing will be justified. Just take his word for it. And, no, he doesn’t have time to take questions.

End note: Some nonfiction books I read that inspired me in terms of the political content of this story were Kill Anything That Moves by Nick Turse, To Start a War by Robert Draper, and The Hell of Good Intentions by Stephen J. Walt.


Donald McCarthy is an author from Long Island, New York. He’s published short fiction with Asimov’s, Mythaxis Magazine, James Gunn’s Ad Astra, Pseudopod, The CreepyPodcast, The Grey Rooms, and more. His non-fiction has appeared at Salon, Undark Magazine, The Huffington Post, Nightmare Magazine, and more. A full list of his publications can be found at http://www.donaldmccarthy.com. Donald’s latest work for Asimov’s explores the doublespeak and obfuscations people will go to in order to justify war. Our story’s protagonist will say anything, no matter how contradictory, to sell a war.

Q&A With Dale Bailey

Learn all about the historical research and inspiration that Dale Bailey used to write “Sophie Simpson’s Whizz-Bang Day at World War I,” his latest story for Asimov’s, now in our May/June issue, on sale now!

Asimov’s Editor: What is the story behind this piece?
Dale Bailey: “Sophie Simpson’s Whizz-Bang Day at World War I” developed as I was researching another story with World War I connections. During that process, I stumbled across a World War I museum for middle-grade students that included a tour of a model trench. I couldn’t help noticing that the model trench in question looked wholly sanitized compared to the reality of the trenches and trench warfare in World War I. The juxtaposition of the two struck me, and I started wondering what a school outing to the real war might look like.

AE: How did this story germinate? Did it come to you slowly?
DB: The story came fairly swiftly after that initial idea, though it developed in ways I hadn’t expected: not as a purely (or even remotely!) science fiction story, but as the surreal account of a single young girl’s experience in the trenches—an experience that grows out of and in response to the painful realities of her everyday life. I drew also on the work of the trench poets and the marching songs of WWI, from which the chapter headings and Sophie’s marching song are directly drawn.

AE: How did the title for this piece come to you?
DB: Allied soldiers called a certain kind of high-velocity German shells whizz-bangs because of the sound they made. The term stuck with me; paired with Sophie’s alliterative name it seemed to capture an element of the story’s dark absurdism. Probably the title came first. I find they often do.

AE: What is your process? Do you ever suffer from writers’ block?
DB: Writers’ block is my natural state of being. The process, such as it is, is intended to defeat it. As I said, the title often—indeed usually—comes first, and then it’s a matter of figuring out what it means, which I do by jotting down scraps of dialogue and fragments of scenes and whatever evocative phrases come to me. Usually I’ll find the story through that process. Something—a line or a bit of a scene or a character—will capture my imagination, and I’ll find that I’ve started writing the story.
I stumble along like this until I have the shape of it. But it’s a slow and halting process, primarily involving frustration. I usually start by hand in a notebook. It has to be a casebound notebook, preferably a specific notebook manufactured by Éccolo—which they recently stopped making. This is a problem. When I realized it was happening, I bought a case of them. I’ll probably stop writing when I run through them… I ultimately move to the laptop, but if I get stuck, it’s back to the notebook. I’m superstitious about pens, too. And other things…

AE: If you could choose one SFnal universe to live in, what universe would it be, and why?
DB: I think we already live in a SFnal universe, and I’m not entirely comfortable in it. I was hoping for flying cars. I got the surveillance state instead.

AE: What are you reading right now?
DB: I’ve just finished What We Can Know by Ian McEwan and A Visit from the Goon Squad, by Jennifer Egan. I’m about halfway through The Candy House, also by Egan. I also have Red Mars on my bedside table and Night Side of the River, a collection of Jeanette Winterson’s ghost stories, and King Tyrant, Mark Witton’s study of the T. Rex. I pick up them up as the spirit moves me.

AE: What is your history with Asimov’s?
DB: I started reading Asimov’s all the way back in the days when it was called Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine—in its infancy, when I wasn’t far removed from infancy myself. I started submitting stories when I was, what, a teenager? It took me a while to break through: my first Asimov’s sale was in 2012.

AE: What other projects are you currently working on?
DB: I have a novel coming out from PS Publishing—Attack of the 50 Foot Woman, about an alternate Manhattan Project wherein Oppenheimer meets . . . well you do the math. . . . Also another story in inventory in Asimov’s and one coming out later this year in Reactor. As for what I’m working on—I subscribe to the steam-kettle theory of art. Talking too much about it lets off the pressure . . .

AE: How can our readers follow you and your writing?
DB: My website is dalebailey.com. I have a Facebook page, but I don’t look at it but once or twice a year. Messenger is good, though. I don’t really do social media, I’m afraid.


Dale Bailey is the author of five novels and three collections of short fiction, including This Island Earth: 8 Features from the Drive-In (2023), In the Night Wood (2018), and the forthcoming Attack of the 50 Foot Woman. His short story “Death and Suffrage” was adapted for Showtime’s Masters of Horror television series. He has won the Shirley Jackson Award and the International Horror Guild Award, and has been a finalist for the World Fantasy, the Nebula, and the Bram Stoker awards. He teaches creative writing in Lenoir-Rhyne University’s MFA in Creative Writing program.

Q&A With Michael Libling

Michael Libling returns to Asimov’s with “The Placemat at Baldy’s Diner,” in our [March/April issue, on sale now!] In this Q&A, he talks about the process of writing the story, his inspirations, and his continuing interest in UFOs.

Asimov’s Editor: You’ve written SF stories before, but this is the first that appears to focus on the well-worn UFO and alien abduction tropes. Why tackle the subjects now?
Michael Libling: Timing, I suppose. Not in a current events sense, but rather in feeling good about the approach I had finally settled on. Like so many of my published stories, the version in hand was a long time coming. The core concept and accompanying notes go back to the late 90s, with the first draft written only in 2014 during a weeklong writers retreat in North Adams, Massachusetts with fellow writers William Shunn, Paul Witcover, and Rob Ziegler. Several of the story elements were in place from the outset, particularly the setting, but something was missing. My work tends to be character driven, and this one needed heart.
While I’d return to the story often over the years, I could never quite put it to bed. Notably, there were a few stories I had published during this period that contained passing references to alien abductions, oblique nods to the never-ending work in progress. 
The other issue I struggled with—a good example of my overthinking—is that UFO and alien visitor stories have been done to death, as your question suggests. There are so many memorable stories and films out there, I didn’t want to go down an overly familiar path. Have I succeeded? I’m guessing those who are better read in the field than I will let me know. Yeah, I’m ducking under my desk as I say this….
Unsurprisingly, at this point, the story came together one Saturday morning in a diner while having breakfast with my wife and a friend. I’d seen the same placemat dozens of times before, but on this particular morning it stared right back, flashed a little neon, and shouted my name. At long last, I knew what needed to be done, right down to the voice that had to tell it. 
Despite the years it took, I’m proud to say I adhered to the second of Heinlein’s rules for writing: “Finish what you start.” On the other hand, it might have been a good idea for him to set an actual timeframe, in my case, at least.

AE: Your approach to the story strikes me as deceptive on several levels.  At the outset, at least, I wasn’t even sure of the genre. It’s why I said “appears to focus” in my last question. I wonder if there might be some who would debate whether the story truly is science fiction, despite the UFOs and alien content. How would you respond here?
ML: It depends on how you choose to interpret the story. Although I have no doubt it’s SF, I’m open to any label. If you think about it, the execution of the story and the ambiguity built into it mirrors somewhat the divide that follows reports of UFOs, alien visitors, and abductions. Some believe. Some don’t. And some exploit them to the max. The theme is a constant throughout “Baldy’s Diner.” Let’s face it, who wouldn’t want the existence of UFOs and extraterrestrials to be confirmed in their lifetime? 
For additional insight, I recommend readers check out George Carlin’s routine UFOs vs God and Gerry Caravan’s essay, “The Truth is Out There: UFO Conspiracy and Science Fiction.” They’re interesting and decidedly different takes, and each can be found online. Apropos to your question, the Caravan essay concludes with these ever-timely words from Philip K. Dick: “Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn’t go away.” 

AE: Earlier, you mentioned there were many great stories and films available about alien encounters and invasions, though not necessarily abductions. Which ones come most readily to mind?
ML: I’ll pare it down to one movie and one short story, each of which left a lasting impression.
I can’t recall exactly when I first saw the original version of Invaders from Mars (1953).  All I can tell you is, as a kid of probably nine or ten, the movie freaked me out. I kept it to myself, of course. My mother didn’t want me watching science fiction and horror movies to begin with, convinced they’d give me nightmares, and there was no way I was going to prove her right. And that movie, if you’ve never seen it, contained more than enough to scare the crap out of any kid, starting with the opening scene. 
Our hero, this boy named Jimmy, wakes up in the middle of the night and witnesses a flying saucer touching down behind his house. After this, any nighttime sound, from car backfiring to thunder to the mewling of a cat, would send me creeping to my bedroom window to check if the inevitable Martian invasion had begun. If I was going to trace my love of science fiction and UFOs to a single moment in time, it would be this scene and this movie. Trust me, the nightmares that proved my mother right were more than worth it.
As for short fiction, I’ve got to go with Robert Sheckley’s “The Monsters.” Read it once and you’ll never forget it. It was a selection in Robert Silverberg’s anthology Worlds of Wonder, later reprinted as Science Fiction 101, which is where I first found it. For a story originally published in a 1953 issue of F&SF, it’s remarkable how well it holds up. As Silverberg says in his notes on the story, “it creates the unfamiliar by turning the familiar upside down.”

AE: “The Placemat at Baldy’s Diner” is a rather distinctive title. Did you settle on this right away or did you consider others?
ML: Titles come and go during the writing process. In the end, I ran four by my usual circle of readers: 
“Joy”
“Seacoast Curiosity #4”
“As They Are Now”
“The Placemat at Baldy’s Diner”
The votes were evenly divided between “Seacoast Curiosity #4” and “The Placemat at Baldy’s Diner,” but no one was particularly keen on any title. Despite the feedback, I was leaning towards “As They Are Now,” but then worried it might be a tad déjà vu, while revealing too much. I settled on “Baldy’s Diner,” mostly because I felt it generated interest without giving anything away. 

AE: How much or little do current events impact your writing?
ML: My goal is to produce stories that intrigue and entertain. That’s not to say I write without a message or objective in mind, especially those related to the human condition. But standing on a literary soapbox isn’t typically my style. It is, however, only natural that current events would be a factor in most stories, especially in establishing time and place. Current events can also drive a story, which was the case in “Trial by Harry,” my last appearance in Asimov’s. There, the focus was on recent developments and research in dementiaI’d say “Trial by Harry” is more in-your-face in terms of current events than “The Placemat at Baldy’s Diner.” Still, my feelings about the current state of our planet are expressed in snippets here and there, particularly through the character Sonny.


If you think about it, the execution of the story and the ambiguity built into it mirrors somewhat the divide that follows reports of UFOs, alien visitors, and abductions. Some believe. Some don’t.


AE: Have you ever seen an Unidentified Flying Object? Better yet, have any extraterrestrials turned up in your neighborhood?
ML: Ha! I grew up in Trenton, Ontario in the fifties and sixties. At the time, it was home to Canada’s largest Royal Canadian Air Force (RCAF) base. Accordingly, as kids, we were in the habit of watching the skies. Once, during recess, while gathered in the Dufferin School playground, I remember how all of us stopped whatever we were doing, looked up at the sky, and saw the Avro Arrow flying overhead. It was an Identified Flying Object, but it could just as easily have come from Mars, the awe and wonder it inspired. You probably have to be Canadian to know how the Avro Arrow story ended, and it is not a happy one. But that February day, in that schoolyard, you couldn’t match the thrill of witnessing the craft in flight. 
As for extraterrestrials turning up, I’m not aware of coming face to face with any, but that’s likely because they want it this way. For now, anyhow. Then again, there are a few suspect Earthlings who hang out at the gym I go to, and just maybe…it’s possible…hmm…yeah…there’s this one guy in particular…. I’ll let you know how my investigation goes, should I survive it.

AE: Would you call yourself a UFO buff?
ML: I’m as intrigued by every unexplained sighting and encounter as I am by the long list of hoaxes that have served to undermine their credibility. I prefer to think of myself as hoper, rather than a believer. When I was younger, I read everything I could on the subject—Erich von Däniken’s Chariots of the Gods?, Donald Keyhoe’s The Flying Saucers Are Real, and the like. But am I a “buff”? Again, I refer you to George Carlin’s UFOs vs God. He addresses the “buff” aspect far better than I ever could.

AE: What are you reading right now?
ML: I’m bingeing on James Sallis. I was sorry to see he had died recently and realized I had never read any of his longer pieces. I’ve finished Drive and Driven, with Death Will Have Your Eyes up next. I can see how his style might not be to every reader’s taste. I question it myself at times. Yet it is also this aspect I find most compelling. How did he do that? Why’s he doing this? 
Murray Leinster is another writer I’ve revisited over the past few weeks. The so-called Masterworks collection is titled after his best-known story,  Sidewise in Time. For much of the collection’s content, I really did feel I was traveling back in time, if not quite sidewise. 
On the non-fiction side, there was On Writing and Failure: Or, On the Peculiar Perseverance Required to Endure the Life of a Writer by Stephen Marche. It barely breaks a hundred pages and might be a bit of downer for some, though I came away motivated. It’s a quick, interesting read.
Up next, Gayle Feldman’s massive Nothing Random: Bennett Cerf and the Publishing House He Built.

AE: What is something we should know about you that we haven’t thought to ask?
ML: Well, let’s see…. I love peanut butter. If I were pulling a Robinson Crusoe or a Lord of the Flies, I’d be hoping for several dozen cases to wash ashore, preferably with a few loaves of sourdough and a solar-powered toaster.
Oh, yeah, one of my earliest “paid” jobs as a writer was working for a Vancouver-based stock market magazine, despite knowing nothing about the market at the time. It was essentially a tout sheet, and I wrote everything between the covers, including the letters to the editor. I was paid a hundred bucks a week, until the owner shut it down and stiffed me on my last four weeks of pay. I’m guessing, had she hired a writer with at least a passing knowledge of the stock market, she might still be in business. 

AE: How can our readers follow you and your writing? (IE: Social media handles, website URL…)
ML: Should anyone have managed to hang in this far, my website is www.michaellibling.com. I am said to blog on occasion, though it’s been some time since I last did. To get in touch with me directly, my website’s contact form makes it quick and easy. This does not apply, however, to scammers offering book marketing services, and to whom I say: “For God’s sake, leave me alone, already!”
As well, I can be found on the following social media platforms:
Twitter and Bluesky: @michaellibling
Instagram: michaelliblingwriter
Facebook, well, just search for me: Michael Libling 
If you have questions, comments, or anything else on your mind, feel free to reach out. Likewise, should you be a visitor from another planet who wishes to reveal himself/herself/itself to the world, I will be happy to assist you in this endeavor. Better yet, if you can arrange a tour for me of deep space via the extraterrestrial touring vehicle of your choosing, I will be most grateful. Feel free to contact me either telepathically, subliminally, or by email.


Michael Libling is a World Fantasy Award finalist whose short fiction has appeared in F&SF, SciFiction, Realms of Fantasy, Amazing Stories, and various anthologies, Year’s Bests among them. This story marks his sixth appearance in Asimov’s, his last being “Trial by Harry” in the May/June 2025 issue. Michael is also the author of two novels: the fantasy noir Hollywood North (ChiZine/Open Road Media) and the horror/thriller The Serial Killer’s Son Takes a Wife (WordFire Press). A long-time resident of Montreal’s West Island, the author’s day jobs have included talk radio host (specializing in trivia), newspaper columnist (more trivia), and ad agency creative director (total trivia). He loiters online at www.michaellibling.com, as well as Instagram, Facebook, Mastodon, X, and BlueSky.

Q&A With Stephen Case

Stephen Case returns to Asimov’s with “The High Shrines”. Read on to learn how his interest in monastic communities influenced this story.

Asimov’s Editor: What’s the story behind this piece?
Stephen Case: I’ve been fascinated by monastic communities and in particular ancient Christian ones like Mount Athos in Greece or St. Catherine’s in Egypt for a while. I wondered what it would be like at a place like that in the near future, after the effects of climate change and the proliferation of AI. I’ve heard from people who have been there that even the monks on Athos have smartphones now, so maybe I’ve overestimated the resistance to technology you’d find there—or maybe that kind of resistance will reemerge in the future.

AE: How did the title for this piece come to you?
SC: In one sense it refers to climbing, as the protagonist does throughout the piece, to shrines or monastic retreats set on a mountain. But it also refers to the central paradox of the story, a revelation that our narrator—and most of Earth’s AI—are unable to accept. I wanted to play with the idea of a belief or a statement of belief that simply doesn’t compute in the narrator’s worldview and how one would react to it. The story was originally called “The High Sketes,” referring to a particular type of monastic settlement, but “shrines” seemed clearer.

AE: What’s your history with Asimov’s?
SC: This is my fourth story in the magazine. Though none of my previous stories take place in this universe, two previous ones are set in my Lattice universe, which also plays with the idea of a religious community in a science fiction setting (though those—”Daughters of the Lattice” and “Sisters of the Flare”—are set in the far future and a very long way from Earth).

AE: Are there any themes you find yourself returning to?
SC: As mentioned above, I seem to currently have a preoccupation with traditional Christian monastic communities—groups of people held together by bonds of chastity, poverty, and obedience to a hierarchy. It’s a way of life that seems quite foreign today. I’ve never visited such a community, so perhaps it’s easy to idealize, especially based off the readings of Christian mystics like Thomas Merton or the Desert Fathers. But I like imagining how those priorities and lifestyle choices would play out in extreme settings. In some ways, it seems like the kind of self-discipline and self-collection needed by monastics would be ideal for the harsh settings of imagined exoplanets or, in this piece, a strange near-future Earth.

AE: What’s your process?
SC: I get up quite early each morning six days a week and spend time drafting longhand in notebooks. It’s a slow process, but I try to touch my projects every day. Once I have enough material for a piece (or I fill a notebook) I transcribe it, and that’s the first step in the revising process.


I wanted to play with the idea of a belief or a statement of belief that simply doesn’t compute in the narrator’s worldview and how one would react to it.


AE: How do you deal with writer’s block?
SC: With patience, ideally. I let the story go and work on something else, which for me usually means my non-fiction. If I’m up against a deadline and don’t have the luxury of time, I go for a walk. I try to distract myself to see whether my subconscious will put the pieces together for me while I’m not looking. Sometimes it works.

AE: What are you reading right now?
SC: I’m reading a lot of texts in the history of astronomy for a non-fiction book project. I’m trying to tell the story of astronomy’s history in a way that integrates astrology with sympathy for how it was practiced in the past and the genuine influence it had on astronomy’s development—without crediting its use today. The book should be out next year from Reaktion Books. Besides that, I’m reading the latest collections by Theodora Goss and Samantha Wells.

AE: What are some past careers you’ve had and how have they influenced your writing?
SC: I’m still a college professor. I think it’s influenced my writing because I spend a lot of time considering how I can explain concepts clearly and succinctly to a room full of young adults who may or may not be engaged or invested. When I teach physics, for example, I’m considering analogies and metaphors as much as I am equations. I find myself using similar tools when I write fiction.

AE: How can readers follow you and your writing?
SC: I’m not very active on it, but I do have a social media account on BlueSky: @stephenrcase.bsky.social. I have a website (www.stephenrcase.com), and you can sign up for my mailing list. I send out occasional updates on my work.


Stephen Case is an author and historian who has published fiction in Asimov’s, Analog, and Clarkesworld and nonfiction in Physics Today, Aeon, and American Scientist. His most recent books are Creatures of Reason: John Herschel and the Invention of Science (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2024) and The Cambridge Companion to John Herschel (Cambridge University Press, 2024). You can find him online at www.stephenrcase.com and stephenrcase.bsky.social or in real life teaching undergraduates or writing in his attic. In his latest piece for Asimov’s, an investigator in search of a missing asteroid looks for clues in an ancient monastery but finds a much deeper mystery.