What I Published in 2024
As 2024 comes to a close, here’s a list of the fiction I’ve published this year, and where you can find it.
The Combat Pilot’s Dictionary (in Aurealis #167)
This was instinct. This was kill geometry, a perfect equation written in blood and sweat and carbon isotopes.
Breakneck high-gee interstellar combat, the interstice between technology and the human mind, and fast love in the theatre of war.
https://aurealis.com.au/store/10371/
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The Water Flows From The Broken Spring (in Coënydd)
Alwyn knew then the inevitable struggle of every war ever fought, the carnage that stretched on from the primordial pools to the final cold darkness at the end of everything. That ebon-black abyss, a benthic expanse that pulled at the very fibres of his mind.The oak-knower, the branch-bender, the vine-speaker: there are many words for Him, yet none prepare Alwyn for the darkness he faces at the Broken Spring.
https://meridianaustralis.au/coenydd/
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The End, In Five Strokes (in Intrepidus Ink)
Héng. Horizontal, left to right. The brush travels slowly across the parchment.
A shunned war mage turns to the Profane Word in his desperation to defeat an invincible enemy.
https://intrepidusink.com/the-end-in-five-strokes/
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Margin of Error (in Heartlines #5)
I paint your death in glittering calculations. The probabilities race through my circuits, my simulators twitching and firing in perfect unison. I winnow the possibilities.
Two starships dance in the cosmos. They are in love. They are also trying to kill each other.
https://www.heartlines-spec.com/margin-of-error/
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Canang Sari (in AUSTRAL)
In the tropical Balinese heat, my glitching neural lattice kicked into gear, digital thunder cutting through my cathinone haze. Target match: ninety-point two percent probability rating.
A deniable asset discovers just how deniable he is.
https://meridianaustralis.au/austral/
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Damage Control (in Sci-Fi Shorts)
SAR's directive is simple: identify the danger, repair the damage, save some lives. And the unspoken maxim: make tough choices.
Leyva is broken in the places no one can see. She holds lives in the astral glow of her laser cutter.
https://www.scifishorts.co/premium/damage-control/cd61b463-aa41-4226-9f26-210427ac2e67
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This Little War of Ours (in Escape Pod 959)
There’s no way out now, for any of us. Our geothermal energy backups are eventually going to run dry—the impact broke plate tectonics and the physicists haven’t got a clue how to even begin fixing that—and once they go, we all freeze. Human popsicles at the end of the world. So how are things at your end?
Two spooks on opposite sides exchange coded messages after the apocalypse.
https://escapepod.org/2024/09/19/escape-pod-959-this-little-war-of-ours/
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Street-Scum Shona Saves the World (in Neon Dystopia)
As a rule. Street-wise Shona did not follow fools’ crusades into the gaping jaws of death. And yet here she was, bleeding like a stuck pig, deep in the bowels of H’berg Archival Complex Three, holding a metal box that she didn’t understand.
A rebel without a cause gets into trouble, and she’s not sure she can get out of it.
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