Jewel/Gem Offering – Emily McIntyre
The Seer at Sunset Hills Shopping Plaza – Katherine Perdue
Emeralds or Amethysts – Alexandra Grunberg
Rowboats: a cautionary tale of linguistics – Filip Wiltgren
Q: Have you ever wondered whether ideas are thought waves directed at you by an AI supercomputer located in the distant future?
A: I have, actually. I don’t know where ideas come from or why it’s sometimes so easy to forget them; it’s as though someone would hand you a Post-it note and, in case you don’t display an immediate interest, pass it on.
Why does the supercomputer have to reside in the future though? I’m a big proponent of digital physics, Universe as an output of a computer program and all, and I strongly suspect that we and everything around us is a simulation. As soon as I say it, people immediately think Matrix; but what if there’s nothing else but the simulation? What if there’s no real us, or beings like us, outside the program’s boundaries?
The thought, to me, is too sad not to be true.
David Z. Morris is a fiction writer, journalist, and social scientist. He lived in Fort Worth, Nagoya, Austin, Tokyo, and Tampa before making it to New York City. He is married to the painter Georgia Hourdas and holds a PhD from the University of Iowa.
Q: Do you write things other than speculative fiction?
A: No, not really. Whenever I start developing a story thinking it might not be speculative, at some point my imagination runs away with me and the finished product ends up including something supernatural, or strange, or weird.
It’s what I enjoy reading, and it’s what I enjoy writing. I love great characters, and reading about interesting people. But I think characters react in even more fascinating ways when you throw them into a speculative world, or you have them face some fantastic or horrifying scenario.