Because we do not approve of you having sex with our high school daughters, we have equipped their vaginas with automatic intrusion alarms. Once triggered, these alarms will screech out at unbearable volumes, transmit emergency GPS information to the nearest security forces, and instantly alert the Purity Apps on our phones and phablets.
Read MoreOur DaughtersFor Jerry, there was a before — sitting on the train home from Connecticut, where he had been visiting his father, suspended in that agonizing twilight of life in which he was unable to distinguish Jerry from Jerry’s brother, Brian…
Read MoreBefore and AfterI am not going to begin this story at the beginning. That would be the easy thing, and stories are not easy.
Read MoreHaruspicy and Other Amatory Divinations
Toward the end of January, Joe was caught eating Proust, dipping each page in linden tea. This was how Bette knew it was hopeless. The man she’d known for fifty years would never have eaten Swann’s Way.
Read MoreWhat You’ve Been MissingWelcome to Issue 55 of Apex Magazine.
We’re closing out the year with a great selection of stories. In this issue, we open with “What You’ve Been Missing,” a rumination on hippocamps by Maria Dahvana Headley.
Read MoreBlood on Vellum: Notes from the Editor-in-Chief
Jim C. Hines does not typically write about your average strapping country–boy–turned–hero or dashing princes on yet another epic quest. He much prefers the underdog hero (such as Jig, a goblin), and thank–you–very–much–but–I’ll–save–myself princesses, and his books are all the more delightful because of it.
Read MoreInterview with Jim C. HinesThere are days for us that the current fandom kerfuffle makes one want to, as in the words of Seanan McGuire, “ignite the biosphere.” It’s very easy to get frustrated and angry at the problems that crop up and want to retire from it all, almost always for very good reasons.
Read MoreThe SF/F Community: An EssayMISTER JOHNSON: Thanks for your help everybody. I think we’ve collected even more than we did in last year’s good drive.
Read MoreThe Creature in Your NeighborhoodThese are not all the same man, but they could be.
On a muted television:
He smirks like he’s found the way out of an impossible maze, like he hasn’t a care in the world. Except that if you look in his eyes, you’ll see the breadcrumbs leading right back to the labyrinth.
Read MoreThis Is a Ghost Story