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Fans of NewMyths.com,
Looking for a model for a novel I am writing, a fantasy set in Baja California, I spent several days scrambling around bookshelves both real and virtual. My novel features a young girl and her grandmother, and her grandmother when she was a teenager, and incorporates both fantasy and mystery elements. The structure I had been contemplating seemed too experimental to try without having some "proven" work to follow.
What my research found was a great variety of structures, experimental points of view, "rules" broken all over the place. How liberating! I didn't find exactly what I was looking for; I found freedom. I have decided to explore my novel's structure on its own terms. If, later, I find it isn't working, I can always go back to the Three Act structure.
All this reminded me of what we prize here at New Myths: originality. Sometimes it's not much, a spark of a voice or the way the author turns a phrase. Sometimes it's the whole story. Issue 38 offers up much originality. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did.
-Scott T. Barnes, editor
Table of Contents
I am Brihaspati by David D’Amico
The weld worms Aishwarya Das set the day before flared in brilliant violet arcs across the airlock frame, sealing the shuttle from the unfinished sheath of Brihaspati's lower core. They'd never be able to force her off now.
Huckleberry Juju by David Bowles
It was late August when the white folks moved in.
Fight Off Your Demons! – Part II by John W. Buckley
They headed up a winding flight of stairs, she ahead of him, her fingers gliding over the burnished metal banister. A skylight set into the ceiling above the staircase emitted warm, pearlescent light, illuminating her blouse and hair quite pleasingly.
The Sound of Steel on Stone by S. H. Mansouri
General Kobrall stood overlooking the gray ramparts where his men shuffled back and forth like iron-plated pendulums. He watched the Endaar carefully. If they moved too slowly, or dropped one of the half-ton boulders they carried on their shoulders, he would give the order to have them shattered.
Don’t Forget by Bob Sojka
“Don't never forget, it were snowballs done it. It weren’t no nookular nothin’, no germs, no geehaddies, no globular swarming, no quakey shakes, or nanobots…”
The Ride by Tony Kirwood
Climb in, my friend. Sit back and make yourself comfortable. It’s not such a long journey. No need to say where you’re going, of course!
The Hand of Loki by Marissa Lingen
When we ventured out--said the thane of the bearded tentacle people--when first we ventured out among the stars and the waters, we met your people. And there was fighting, as there will be among strong people. And there was feasting and rejoicing.
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