I confess it feels almost un-British to draw attention to my own work, but it is the season when people are considering what’s eligible for various awards.
I’ve not had much out in 2017, while slaving in the book caverns. But – hey – if not me, who?
So, for your consideration, I humbly offer:
When I Close My Eyes (Interzone #271, July/August 2017)
I was pitifully proud of this, and so pleased to get my first story in the UK’s premier SF magazine. It’s my ‘hardest’ SF story yet – with a bereaved astronaut trapped by a rockfall in a cave on Titan, encountering some fragile but peskily well-organised Titanian aliens. (But he’s helped out by a ghost, so it’s not that hard SF!)
It’s eligible for Hugo and WSFA awards (and BFS – but I’m not canvassing!)
How to be Invisible (Cold Iron – Ghost Stories from the 21st Century, IRON Press, UK June 2017)
You’ll have to search this out, but I was pleased to get a berth in an intriguing collection of ‘modern’ ghost stories, published by the small but enterprising Iron Press, from England’s chilly but beautiful north east. The story concerns a man who quite literally fades away from shame and guilt.
Eligible for Hugo and British Fantasy Award.
There you go. This time next year, I hope to be pestering people about my forthcoming novel, Fifty-One. But that’s not (quite) out yet!