No Fear of the Future

I am remiss. I've had a new publication available for months yet inexplicably failed to tell anyone about it. My apologies. This is a l...

So, Armadillocon has came and went, and everybody else in the whole of creation has posted their thoughts and comments about the convent...

From the pulp magazine ADVENTURE, November 1945, a little bit of mid-twentieth century paper-based network culture: LOST TRAILS NOTE: ...

The 1:35 scale cathode ray simulation of Ernest Borgnine packs himself into a yellow wetsuit, channeling Jacques Cousteau. Sealab has...

Sometimes, when faced with a once-in-a-lifetime event, you don't let anything so mundane as blistering Texas heat, a cloudy sky or a tra...

Or, flying submarine theater, at least. I spent most of yesterday over at Aquarena Center , riding herd on the media gathered to watch an un...

My essay " Science Fiction in the Edgelands " is up—online and in the April print issue—at The New York Review of Science Fiction....