The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition

The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition

Language: English

Pages: 544

ISBN: 1607012189

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

The Year's Best Science Fiction & Fantasy, 2010 Edition

Language: English

Pages: 544

ISBN: 1607012189

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


  • This second volume of The Year's Best Science Fiction and Fantasy features over a quarter million words of fiction by some of the genre's greatest authors, as selected by Rich Horton, a well-known and well-received contributor to many of the field's most respected magazines.

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don’t have specifications.” The salesman frowned anxiously. He shifted his weight as if it could help him regain his metaphorical footing. Adriana took pity. She dug through her purse. “There,” she said, placing a snapshot of her father on one of the display tables. “Make it look nothing like him.” Given such loose parameters, the design team indulged the fanciful. Lucian arrived at Adriana’s door only a shade taller than she and equally slender, his limbs smooth and lean. Silver undertones

penetrated. Occasional foolish noobs still made very temporary settlements in it. The Robinsonade Guaranteed Lashup Company, more sensibly, had slung wire ropes across it and made a suspension bridge connecting Chrystopia Fields to Gulvellir Forest. At least I wasn’t still in Chrystopia Fields. It was a long, long way down. I could see clouds drifting beneath me. It was, in fact, almost annoying when I heard Brad’s concerned voice behind me: “What are you doing out here, skipper?” I turned

and never move again the next. One time while I waited for Daddy to pick me up for the weekend, the pit bull belongin to the boy up the street was just strollin through the neighborhood. I forgot sumthin and went to get it, and when I came back out on the porch, the pit bull was laid up on the sidewalk. Hardly any blood at all. It would kinda be like that, cept I’d finally know what it looked like when sumthin died. Bugs didn’t count. I wondered what happened when that boy found his dog. I

convention registration.” “Audition?” Billie says. She has no idea what Aliss is talking about. She’s forming her backup plan already: walk back to Port Authority and catch the next bus back to Keokuk, Iowa. That would have been a simpler e-mail to write, I see now. Dear Paul Zell. Sorry. I got cold feet. “Aliss, my love. Better lose the piercing.” The guy in line behind Billie is now up at the counter beside her. His hand is stamped, like Aliss’s. Smudgy licks of black eyeliner around his

culture, and some core of honesty that perhaps she had always possessed . . . all of these had tipped her into a state where she needed to decide, or so it seemed. Then she’d realized the decision was already formed in her mind, hard and complete. She walked along the familiar, shadow-filled bonestone corridor that led to Reverend Mother’s study. It was a contrast to the airy, quartz-walled tunnel lit by rivulets of magma that she had walked through as a schoolgirl, in trouble again, on her way

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