It was about time short fiction became regular reading, and that those stories be shared with others. Without furtherado, here are some worthy of mentioning (and, yes, understandably it isn’t a huge selection, but I’m a slow reader):
Worth Her Weight in Gold by Sarah Gailey, Tor Publishing
Winslow Remington Houndstooth, creator of the best and rarest breed of hippo in the United States of America, notorious outlaw, handsomest heartbreaker in the American South—
Although the ideas and characters are part of Gailey’s novellas (River of Teeth and Taste of Marrow), you needn’t rely on reading them beforehand before approaching this short fiction piece—though, like me, you’re likely to read them afterwards, because it is a heartwarmning story of Winslow (a man who is queer and Korean-British) and his hippo, showing how much she means to him in an odd yet endearing way.
Three Dandelion Stars by Jordan Kurella, Beneath Ceaseless Skies
“I wish,” Shai said, “I wish that we could be married.”
What a lovely and emotional tale, full of both happy and sad moments, but, ultimately, depicts the beauty of love and what lengths a woman would take to be with the woman she loves.
The Sweetness of Honey and Rot by A. Merc Rustad, Beneath Ceaseless Skies
It’s the last day of autumn, and Jiteh’s twin brother is dead.
Rustad brings a creepy concept to life with vivid imagery and raw themes of humanity vs nature (but also has a nice touch of the main character having two mothers). Despite coming across Rustad’s works only recently, their storytelling is sure to become one of my favourites, and, I’m sure, it would be the same for anyone who gives their fiction a read. You can find dozens of their works via their bilbiography.
The Gentleman of Chaos by A. Merc Rustad (again), Apex Magazine
The Gentleman of Chaos has been painted, illegally, in a thousand different ways: as a winged shadow descending like a hawk against the moon; as a tall, thin wraith cloaked in starlight; as a man with knives for hands and eyes like an owl. He wears armor, or he is naked. He dances across rooftops or rises from the cobbled streets like mist. He smiles or he is faceless.
As you can see, I’m following up on the opinion that Rustad writes fantastic stories. This one (which many have recommended) is an enthralling tale with savagery, dynamics between siblings, and growth of one’s identity. A brilliant addition to the LGBT+ genre.
So, there you have it, a whole four stories. I’ll most definitely be recommending far more come the next post.
If you’ve any recommendations of yours own, don’t hesitate to say!