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I’ve never tried an issue of Albedo One before. Honestly, I don’t know much about it — I’m not even sure if it is print or digital. I always assumed it was a magazine of hard science fiction (“An albedo… that’s, like, science stuff,”) of peripheral interest at best to Black Gate fans. But then I saw the marvelous cover for Issue 45, with the alien frog dude, and thought, maybe science isn’t so bad.

I wandered over to the website this morning, where I learned lots of interesting things about the magazine, including the fact that it features fantasy and horror — and it’s published in Ireland. Here’s a snippet from the About section.

Albedo One is Ireland’s longest-running and foremost magazine of the Fantastic. Since 1993, we have published stories from both Irish and international authors which push at the boundaries of Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror… we’ve published fiction by Robert Reed, Bruce McAlister, Brian Stableford, Norman Spinrad, Ian Watson, Colin Greenland, Gill Alderman, Hugh Cook, Jeff Vandermeer, Esther M. Friesner, Uncle River, Patricia Anthony and Liz Williams.

As Europe’s westernmost outpost, we believe passionately that one of our roles is to bring unique and excellent speculative fiction written and published in other European and World languages to an English readership. To this end we have initiated a program of translations to and from English with our colleagues and partners beyond Ireland… As well as reviews by our regular columnists Juliet E. McKenna and David Conyers, each issue features in-depth home-grown interviews with the most interesting names in the speculative fiction genres…

Albedo One is published between two and three times a year… Issues are available in print and low-cost downloadable PDF format.

All that sounds marvelous to me. Clearly I have neglected this magazine for far too long. Time to correct that, starting with this issue. Thanks, frog dude.

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The Barnes & Noble near my house doesn’t carry Black Static magazine. The one near my old job did, but I don’t work there any more. I’m going to have to find another source for it here in Chicago. It may mean driving a few miles, but it’s definitely worth it.

Issue #46 is cover-dated May/June, and contains six stories:

“So Many Heartbeats, So Many Words” by Steven J. Dines
“The Secret Language of Stamps” by Neil Williamson
“Falling Under, Through the Dark” by Damien Angelica Walters
“My Boy Builds Coffins” by Gary McMahon
“Magnifying Glass” by Sarah Read
“Men Wearing Makeup” by Ralph Robert Moore

The magazine’s regular columns include Coffinmaker’s Blues by Stephen Volk and Notes From the Borderland by Lynda E. Rucker (comment). Rucker’s column this month is titled “Reviews, What Are They Good For?”, and the website offers this snippet.

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Editor Jason Sizemore offers this intriguing summary of the short fiction in Apex this month, in his editorial:

The three original works we have for you this month all address a similar subject in three different ways: interconnectivity and privacy… In Alex Livingston’s “Proximity,” in what I would call a ‘data caper’ in the mold of Ocean’s Eleven, we follow a group of metadata thieves as they face a life or death situation in a major information heist. Mari Ness explores the danger of becoming so reliant on an ‘internet of things’ that we lose control of our lives. Finally, DJ Cockburn writes a cautionary tale of the dangers of living in a world of heightened technology where our body is currency and our information is readily accessible to the clever. After reading these three works, I think I should make room for all of us in the official Apex Publications off-the-grid bunker.

The June issue of Apex contains three pieces of original fiction and a reprint by Malon Edwards — plus poetry, an article on “Building Book Events to Build Community in SFF” by Tor Associate Publicist Ardi Alspach, two novel excerpts (Flex by Ferrett Steinmetz, and The Venusian Gambit, Book Three of the Daedalus series by Michael J. Martinez), Charlotte Ashley’s short fiction reviews, a podcast, and much more.

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So much news from Clarkesworld this month. The big news is that it is now accepting fiction up to 16,000 words — great news for those of us who enjoy longer stories. Its rates have increased as well: it’s now paying 10¢ per word for the first 5,000 words, and 8¢ for each word over 5,000. And at the Nebulas last weekend, I met editor Neil Clarke and learned he had no less than three stories he’d edited up last for awards — more than any other editor in the field.

Issue #105 is now on sale, and it’s a great time to try Clarkesworld if you haven’t before. It contains four new short stories, plus reprints from Terry Bisson (the first Wilson Wu and Irving story) and Caitlin R. Kiernan.

Short stories featured this issue are:

“Somewhere I Have Never Traveled (Third Sound Remix)” by E. Catherine Tobler
“Asymptotic” by Andy Dudak
“This Wanderer, in the Dark of the Year” by Kris Millering
“Forestspirit, Forestspirit” by Bogi Takács
“The Hole in the Hole” by Terry Bisson (from Asimov’s Science Fiction, February 1994)
“Riding the White Bull” by Caitlin R. Kiernan (from Argosy Magazine, January-February 2004)

Non-fiction includes “The Day-Glo Dystopia of Poly Styrene: Punk Prophet and Science Fiction Priestess” by Jason Heller, “The Paradox of the Telescope: A Conversation with Robert Charles Wilson” by Alvaro Zinos-Amaro, “Another Word: The Vaguely Picaresque Adventures of a New Writer” by John Chu; and an editorial, “Once Again Down the Rabbit Hole” by Neil Clarke, in which he analyzes the results of his reader survey. This issue also includes two podcasts.

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You know what happens if you neglect Scott H. Andrews for 15 days? He publishes two issues of Beneath Ceaseless Skies, making you look out of touch and behind the times.

So here we are playing catch-up, because Scott publishes magazines faster than I can write about them. Why doesn’t he publish one issue a year, like a normal person?

Let’s start with issue #175, ’cause it has monsters on the cover, and we know what that means (it means it’s awesome). The issue is cover-dated June 11, and contains two short stories, a podcast, and a reprint.

“On Freedom of Agency and the Finding of Lost Hearts” by Ken Scholes
“I’ll kill you in the morning,” I mumbled into the drool I’d made on his pillow.

“Grandmother-nai-Leylit’s Cloth of Winds” by Rose Lemberg
Behind us, a great hole in the ground gaped, but I wouldn’t have dared look into it even if grandmother hadn’t pulled me inside the tent.

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Shimmer #25, cover-dated May 2015, offers four new stories. Three are currently available on the website; the fourth will be available on June 16.

“The Proper Motion of Extraordinary Stars,” by Kali Wallace
Smoke rose from the center of Asunder Island, marring a sky so blue and so clear it made Aurelia’s eyes ache. The sailors had been insisting for days she would see the Atrox swooping and turning overhead, if only she watched long enough, but there was no sign of the great birds.

“The Mothgate,” by J.R. Troughton
We knelt behind the crumbling wall, rifles balanced over its brow, peeking over the moss-stained stone and into the dense trees that lay beyond. I tried as best I could to stop my teeth from chattering, but the winter night was bitterly cold. Mama Rattakin didn’t seem to notice. She was staring toward the tree line, pointing with her black and withered hand.

“Good Girls,” by Isabel Yap
You’ve denied the hunger for so long that when you transform tonight, it hurts more than usual. You twist all the way round, feel your insides slosh and snap as you detach. Your wings pierce your skin as you leave your lower half completely. A sharp pain rips through your guts, compounding the hunger. Drifting toward the open window, you carefully unfurl your wings. It’s an effort not to make a sound.

“In the Rustle of Pages,” by Cassandra Khaw (available 6/16)
Li Jing looks up from the knot of lavender yarn in her hands, knitting needles ceasing their silvery chatter. The old woman smiles, head cocked. There is something subtly cat-like about the motion, a smoothness that belies the lines time has combed into her round face, a light that burns where life has waned.

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