“Wonderband”!

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includes Alexandra Renwick story “Wonderband”

 

Hear me read from my rock-n-roll Schrödinger’s birdie story “Wonderband” at the ALICE UNBOUND book launch this weekend at the 3 Brewers Pub on Sparks Street in downtown Ottawa.  This one imagines Alice in Wonderland‘s duck, eaglet, lory, and dodo as an indie rock band ready to rock it out against their nemeses, The Hearts, if only Duckie can win himself back into the good graces of the greatest lead singer in town: the enigmatic Gryphon.

I guess you can take the girl out of Austin, but you can never really take Austin out of the girl. . .

“Quality of Life” at Stupefying Stories

“Beg your pardon? Well yes… I suppose it does look a little like a ceramic doughnut. I’d never noticed. But make no mistake! That smooth frosted exterior hides the finest modern microtechnology, computer components too small to see with the naked eye, taking remote readings from up to twenty meters away… We’ve been collecting data for decades, you know, all in the public interest.”

Stupefying Stories Showcase presents my short piece “Quality of Life.” Read the rest here:

http://stupefyingstories.blogspot.com/2018/01/today-on-showcase_10.html

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“Quality of Life” – a short story by Alexandra Renwick

 

“As Mistress Wishes” to appear in alternate Canada anthology

Her ceramic arm and hand and articulated fingers gleam unadulterated ivory, whiter than the snow outside already melting as it falls. . .

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Some buzz has already been generating about the forthcoming 49th Parallels anthology from super-local (Yay, Ottawa!)  independent publisher Bundoran Press, which the Toronto Metro describes as “an anthology around what would have happened if the country took a very different turn.”  I’m happy to say my post-pandemic Vancouver story “As Mistress Wishes” will be joining the excellent lineup of these Canada-askew tales.

This one re-imagines the downtown Vancouver peninsula as a sort of steam-powered walled matriarchal city state, its society a product of the previous generation’s fierce battles over resources splitting along a strict gender divide, a world with little appreciation for nuance or inclusivity.

Mistress’s voice soothes something deep in my chest, past the industrial ceramic ribcage of my refashioning, a restless twitch in the meat muscle of my canine heart…

And of course it’s told from the dog’s perspective. Because DOGS.

More info as it materializes.