Kurt Vonnegut. Neal Stephenson. Richard K. Morgan. Stephen King. Orson Scott Card. Terry Pratchett. Terry Brooks. Bester, Bradbury, Haldeman, Heinlein, Tolkien, Vance, Gibson, Gaiman, Sterling, Moorco...
I wasn't some dilettante.
I wanted to propose marriage.
I spotted shots from various films in the Trek and Wars franchises, mixed with shots from the various versions of War of the Worlds, The Day the Earth Stood Still, V, and even—God help us—Battlefield...
Eu não sabia como me relacionar com as pessoas. Senti Medo durante toda a minha vida. Até eu saber que estava terminando. Foi quando eu percebi que, por mais assustadora e dolorosa a realidade possa s...
Era demasiado raro incluso para los raros.
Standing on Europa, discussing the possibility of extraterrestrial life beneath the moon’s icy crust.
Come to see my rig for what it was: an elaborate contraption for deceiving my senses, to allow me to live in a world that didn’t exist. Each component of my rig was a bar in the cell where I had willi...
This avatar appeared inside a huge virtual call center, inside a virtual cubicle, sitting at a virtual desk, in front of a virtual computer, wearing a virtual phone headset. I thought of this place as...
Then I remembered something else from the 2112 liner notes. I pulled them up and scanned over them again. There was my answer, in the text that preceded Part III—Discovery: Behind my beloved waterfall...
The farther I went, the more confident I became.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Ray was in his usual spot behind the counter, hunched over Big Bootay, his ancient overclocked gaming PC.
I was a man of science, even if I did usually get a C in it.
I know the future is scary at times, sweetheart. But there’s just no escaping it.
Art3mis
Rolling around in broken glass in my birthday suit.
Los cereales Cap’n Crunch.
Deviant soccer moms in Minnesota.
A fascist corporate theme park where the few people who can still afford the price of admission no longer have an ounce of freedom.