We soared through the yellow-tinged sky, spinning in the dizzying freedom of flight, winds buffeting us and tearing at our jet-powered wings until we broke f...
When the boy opens his housing unitβs steel door and the incandescent lights pour into his face, he does not blink away. βLittle sunsβ β this is what everyon...
Cosette awoke in the dim faux-dawn to a blinking notification. It was her sixteenth birthday, the end of childhood, though there was no one offering to celeb...
I was at a dinner party when I became Poseidon, and it did more for me than any self-help book Iβve tried. I mean, look at me now. My agentβs even mentioned ...
Lily is too pretty a name for a girl like that. Lily-White, Lily-Pure, Lily-Innocent, lovely, do-no-wrong. This Lily should have been named Roxie or Regina o...
Attention, dear reader: This is a love story, complete with grown folksβ business. This is not for the kids. But there is also a moral to this story, a cauti...
Priya begins by striking the words love, hate, heart, and feel from the computerβs vocabulary, and blocks the internet. It isnβt with malicious intent. She d...
It has been one hundred and thirteen years since our motherβs pear and red date soup slid along my tongue, and now I taste only the sweetness of soil and rot...
Remember that they are people. Most of them will be just as awed by what you can do as all your other audiences. If theyβve invited you, then they want you h...