(Alternatively titled: "Please stop asking if my parents are proud of me" or "Something waits for me in the divine for resisting the urge to

(Alternatively titled: "Please stop asking if my parents are proud of me" or "Something waits for me in the divine for resisting the urge to

A house, itself, is nothing. It’s not a shelter until it is sheltering someone. A house is a housefire, waiting for its match. A house is a ghost story, waiting for its death. At the end of the Civ…

Follow me to a scene from a few years back: A writer whose name rhymes with Mariah is sitting in the lobby during an SFF con whose name rhy

The following is the galley/ARC letter for my upcomming novel, The Unhaunting. Posting it here in celebration of reaching 100 followers here

The first time I fed Sasha she sliced open my hand and bit my leg so hard it bruised. The second time I fed Sasha she hissed and swiped, but

The first time I fed Sasha she sliced open my hand and bit my leg so hard it bruised. The second time I fed Sasha she hissed and swiped, but

The Space Between Worlds - Kindle edition by Johnson, Micaiah. Download it once and read it on your Kindle device, PC, phones or tablets. Use features like bookmarks, note taking and highlighting whil...

Christopher Rufo recommends a newsletter to his readers that has published several supporters of discredited genetics theory

The colossal structures, built by hunter-gatherers, are way older than archaeologists had thought possible

Far from an obscure subset of science fiction, as it may have been in the previous century, queer sci-fi is now leading the genre.