Unnaturals is out!

Unnaturals cover art

Unnaturals is finally out!

In the perfect city of Lucasta life is easy, bountiful, and completely planned for everyone. New fashions and material goods abound. Everyone constantly communicates with hundreds of friends through their computing device, and benevolent corporations watch over people as good parents. To the new generation, hate and prejudice are just a fairy tale, and pain, disease, and cruelty are fading into a distant memory. So is personal choice.

Teenage Meliora feels as if Lucasta is suffocating her. Always an unusual child, she discovers the dark secret of a world where secrets don’t even exist any more. But what can be wrong with a perfect world?

You can read the prologue and first chapter and see where to buy the book here.

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Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it and Happy Winter Holidays to everyone who celebrates something else!

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NaNoWriMo

I did it again! 50,000 + words in less than thirty days. I even finished that story logically and smoothly, with the minimum amount of fluff writing or plot holes. No redundant characters, either.

After editing, there will be a new post-apocalyptic science fiction novel next year. Now, off to play games or watch movies with Alex.

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SFContario 3

I am in the middle of NaNoWriMo, so I really don’t have time for a long blog post.

However, here are a few pictures from SFContario 3. Alex and I were there last weekend. I was on five panels (I’d have been on six if I hadn’t asked to drop one because of sheer quantity), Alex was on three.  Good conversations, interesting ideas, as always. We saw old friends whom we love to see, and we met new ones — again as always. Besides, despite all our panels, we somehow found the time to enjoy the gaming room for hours — thanks Eugene, Karen, Adrian, Christina, and Terry — you are great game masters!

Left to right: Timothy Carter, Sarah WaterRaven, Lynna Merrill, James Bambury – Writing in the Digital Age panel, SFContario 3

Left to right: Peter Watts, Alex Pantaleev, David Stephenson, James Bambury – Will We Ever Stop Being Human panel, SFContario 3

Left to right: Alex Pantaleev, Stephen Pearl, David Stephenson, Michael Martineck – Scientific Literacy Vs. Human Knowledge panel, SFContario 3

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Eeriecon 2012

Alex and I were panelists at Eeriecon two weeks ago (27-29 April 2012). I should have written a post earlier, but life and work got in the way. Yet, Eeriecon is our favorite science fiction and fantasy convention, so it would get a post even if it took me a year to write it. :)

Eeriecon was as friendly, inspirational, and fun as ever. Alex and I arrived on Friday and had a nice evening conversation with organizer Joe Fillinger, old friend Herb Kauderer, Dr. Carl Frederick (check out his science fiction novels), Shannon Kauderer, and other interesting people. Almost everyone was years older than us (some being many years older), and they had interesting points of view on life. I’d love to post some of the life jokes Joe made, but I don’t think he would want me to.

On Saturday, we spent most of the day being on panels and talking to other worthy people. We were pleasantly surprised that our convention pals Bev and James Bambury, Jen Sears, and Dave Lamb, who mostly go to Canadian conventions, had come to our side of the border. We had dinner with them and then spent a pleasant evening talking with them and other nice folks in Eericon’s con suite. Then, on Sunday, there were more panels.

Here are the Saturday and Sunday panels we went to, together with the official panel descriptions. We were panelists on most. As usual, many interesting questions were asked by both panelists and non-panelists, and answers were at least attempted, often with lively (and sometimes a bit too lively, but it’s all a part of the fun) discussion.

CYBORG OR ROBOT? with Alex Pantaleev, James Alan Gardner, Arie Bodek, David Stephenson

You decide; where are the lines drawn between cyborg, robot, or android? Does a human brain in a machine make it human? How about a human body animated by a computer brain? SF is littered with machines acting human and humans part machine. Which is which? What is a man? What defines us? Is it mind, body, both? How much can you change a thing and still say it is what it started out as?

THE VILLAIN — FEMALE VIEW with Lynna Merrill, Catherine Asaro, Jennifer Crow, Sephera Giron, Lois Gresh

What makes a good villain? Did you create any you thought readers would love or hate, but was met with indifference?

DO SCIENTISTS CARE ABOUT THE COMMON MAN? with Derwin Mak, Arie Bodek, David Stephenson, Alex Pantaleev, David DeGraff, Carl Frederick, John Allen Price

Paul Ehrlich recently said the ideal western mother must be a sterilized woman caring for adopted 3rd world children. Dr. David Suzuki and other environmentalists would make utilities unaffordable to the low income public. Do these people have any understanding about people not having their level of income or just live in their ivory towers?

E-SELF PUBLISHING with David Sakmyster, Lois Gresh, Mark Leslie, Lynna Merrill, Sephera Giron

How will it change writing? Will authors need to have a following before the big publishers pick them up? Will known writers dump the big publishers to better control their content and earnings?

WHAT LINE IS MINE with Carolyn Clink, Stephen Pearl, Lois Gresh, John Allen Price, Catherine Asaro, Sephera Giron, Darrell Schweitzer, Mark Leslie, Anne Bishop, James Alan Gardner.

Eeriecon’s most popular panel; hosted by Amy Kauderer and crew. Can guests recognize their own writings?

SF AND FANTASY ARE SO DIFFERENT with Alex Pantaleev, Lynna Merrill, Stephen Pearl

“I cast the circle, Milord, but it won’t hold for long! I’ve fixed the shields Captain, but they won’t hold for long.” Any sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic. How have authors played with this?

WOMAN SF WRITERS with Catherine Asaro, Lynna Merrill, Lois Gresh, Jennifer Crow

Are they still referred to as “female” authors as opposed to “authors”? If so, what will it take for the “female” to be dropped? The explanation seems awkward, but I hope you get the idea and can clean it up.

MY GOD, THEY ARE SLAMMING YOU AGAIN with Lynna Merrill, Stephen Pearl, James Alan Gardner, John Allen Price

Minority religions worship many gods that most consider myths. How much sensitivity is appropriate to show in using these figures in fiction? Are the gods of another fair game for slander? Is it fair to portray them as myths or better to avoid them entirely?

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Book 3 is FREE at Amazon (and elsewhere)

The Weavers of Paths, Book Three of The Masters That Be

The Weavers of Paths (The Masters That Be #3)
For a limited time, the book is free as a Kindle book at Amazon, and in various other formats at my bookstore and other online retailers.
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New York State’s snowy waterfalls

We have had a very mild winter. Too mild, if you ask me. When we were about to move to Oswego — almost four years ago — Alex’s then future colleagues mentioned the big snow. It was the “look-to-the-side-and-mumble-while-shuffling-your-feet” kind of mention. They really, really wanted Alex here and did not want to say anything that would dissuade him from coming, but at the same time they are nice and honest people, so they did say it. Little did they know that something like this would never dissuade him. We like big snow. We love snow. So, WHERE is our snow?

We went searching for it elsewhere in the state, since this winter it did not come here (though supposedly Oswego gets enough to not let you open your front door). I haven’t posted for a long time, so here are some nice snowy pictures to start remedying the situation.


The greatest waterfall of them all (at least on this continent).


There is even some snow if you know where to look.


Salmon River Falls: you don’t have to be great in order to be special.


Salmon River Falls: (some little) snow and much beauty.


Salmon River Falls: something like this needs no caption.

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Book 2 is FREE at Amazon (and elsewhere)

The Makers of Light, Book Two of The Masters That Be

The Makers of Light (The Masters That Be #2)
For a limited time, the book is free as a Kindle book at Amazon, and in various other formats at my bookstore and other online retailers.
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FREE e-book at Amazon (and elsewhere)

The Seekers of Fire, Book One of The Masters That Be

The Seekers of Fire (The Masters That Be #1)
For a limited time, the book is free as a Kindle book at Amazon, and in various other formats at my bookstore and other online retailers.
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“Heretics Have No Souls”: Part 14 (The End)

“Heretics Have No Souls”: a dystopian science fiction story by Lynna Merrill

Part 14 :

The full version of this short story is now available under “Short stories.”

He laughed. “Herminia said you were a bright one. She is fine, before you have asked, in the City where many of the likes of me abide. Or should I say the likes of you. You know that heretics have no souls, I am sure. What you do not know is that People only have souls because heretics make sure that they do.”

Then he told me, and it took the whole day, until the sun had swam away and shadows had risen outside the window of the room he had set for me. He told me that once People were all like Riddic, that deep down inside even the nice ones carried an urge to destroy. For five years I had been proud to be a heretic, thinking heretics were all inquisitive, creative, and misunderstood. It is only a part of the truth. Whitby does not have the urge to destroy, neither do my bland fellow students or my mother. Darryl, Herminia, Riddic, my father and I do.

Exploration, creation, and destruction are all parts of Magic, and Magic is all these and more. Once, People’s ancestors were all born with some of it, but for centuries Magic was not truly known. It was often denied, ridiculed, or prosecuted, but it was always there—when the ancestors learned to fly with dirty autos, when they wrote books or painted pictures, when they reached new continents, caused earthquakes, or waged wars. But People are weak, and so were the ancestors, and Magic, it has its own ways. Destruction often overcame inquisitiveness and creation, and thus at the last war the World would have ended in ruins—but for someone who discovered that Magic could be chained.

Normal People have souls instead of Magic in the Free World, but the Magic they would have had is put to good use. It makes water turn to steam in the Factories, it guides and fuels the flying autos, it creates food so that we do not eat animals or plants. Without Magic’s destruction, People live happily and in Peace in the Free World. Without Magic’s inquisitiveness and creation, they never search or make something new.

It is heretics who make the new things—those rare few who throughout centuries have been born with Magic stronger that that of the rest. Those who have always made the greatest impact, whose Magic even souls cannot chain and exploit. In the Free World, there are rules that heretics be caught and purged, and People always obey. What People do not know is that the rules themselves are imposed by heretics. Those purged ones more creative than destructive are taken to Free City 0 and taught how to rule, maintain, and continue the vision of the Free World.

Darryl says I am the first heretic ever to doubt if she wants to go to Free City 0.

I stand up and open the window, fluffs of steam drifting between my fingers, caressing my face. I can now learn all about the Factory or flying autos I have ever wanted. My rebellion towards the World but resistance to the want for destruction has raised me to the privileged class of those with the right to make a choice.

Only, I feel something is missing. They gave me the right to choose only because I made the choice they wanted me to make. Darryl was there to make sure I would not destroy the Factory. I was there to stop Riddic from destroying the ants. Yes, I feel these were the right choices. But what if one day my choices differ from those the heretics in Free City 0 deem to be right? I said the Free World of normal People was to me like a cage for unfortunate animals. Am I offered Freedom, or just a bigger cage now?

Darryl wants me to go, and I want to go with him. I like talking to him. I want to fly with him, although even for heretics flying an auto with your own Magic, without fueling it with Factory-refined Magic, is not usually done. Defying not usually done is the second reason I want to do it. The first is I want to do it with him.

I want to see Herminia, too, and I do not want to leave my father. One day I will come back for him, even if he has not yet rebelled by himself.

I will go to Free City 0, but I will always watch out for the walls of a cage. And I will take the auto parts I have secretly been trying to combine for five years. Even heretics have not yet reached the stars.

 

THE END

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