Author of the bestselling Dhalgren and winner of four Nebulas and one Hugo, Samuel R. Delany is one of the most acclaimed writers of speculative fiction.
Babel-17, winner of the Nebula Award for best novel of the year, is a fascinating...
Wartime England: June, 1940. Edward VIII still reigns and mourns the suspicious death of his mistress, Wallis Simpson six years earlier. France has fallen, leaving the bulk of the British Expeditionary Force trapped on the beaches by Rommel’s...
Henry Kuttner: A Neglected Master ’75 essay by Ray Bradbury
Mimsy Were the Borogoves ’43 story by Kuttner & C. L. Moore
Two-Handed Engine ’55 novelette by C. L. Moore & Kuttner
The Proud Robot [Gallegher] ’43...
The Coming Conquest of England is a classic utopian novel that displayed the German lust for world domination long before either of the two world wars.
The story that I shall portray in the following pages is not a chapter of the world’s past...
Stranded on a frozen and remote planet, Ethan Frome Fortune searches for a way back to civilization
Icy, desolate, and sharply carved by hurricane-force winds, Tran-ky-ky is a terrible place to crash-land. But a botched kidnapping aboard the...
Detective Vernon Moody is a modern cop who likes to catch killers the modern way—with computer webs, databases and common sense.
So he’s not happy when his latest case revolves around the supposedly mystical properties of a lost Navaho...
Book one. An in depth introduction to what will become a series.
Former FBI agent Amber “Birdie” Farran wakes up in a community of people called Proprietors, on a part of Pritchards Island that no one else knows exists. They’re there for...
Gabe’s life has been devastated in the wake of the economic crash. The only option left for someone like him to escape his tragic past is to leave his small town behind and to attempt to become a skip tracer. This already almost impossible task...
Being a zombie, not so easy. That could have been Dave Connor’s six word memoir. At first he couldn’t remember how he’d ended up in that shallow grave; he just knew it was hell to claw his way out, and that the taste of its dirt would remain...