Electric Velocipede 25 Now Available
John Klima’s groundbreaking magazine Electric Velocipede continues to innovate in its new electronic format. John tells us:
This is one of our strongest issues to date. I’m very proud of the stories and poems (nine!) in it. The stories will be going up through bi-weekly through the end of the year, but we’re putting the entire issue on sale right away so that people can get it now and read it on their e-reader of choice… Our first story, “The Night We Drank Cold Wine” by Megan Kurashige has received incredible response from readers to date.
Many of you are already helping spread the word about the issue, but because I think it’s pretty special that we’re at our 25th issue (with four issues planned for next year!)
Let’s talk turkey for a moment. Electric Velocipede is one of the best independent genre magazines out today, period. It’s been nominated for the World Fantasy Award four times and won the 2009 Hugo Award for Best Fanzine.
In September, it closed a successful Kickstarer round, funding the next four issues, and even reached the $7,500 stretch goal that allowed it to make electronic versions of all its past issues.
It’s an exciting time for the magazine and if you’re not paying attention, you’re missing out on some of the most exciting short fiction the field has to offer.



Typically in these blog posts, I write about some work of fantasy, science fiction, or horror; of fantastika. I’m not sure whether the book I want to write about this time round can be described as any of those things. It’s not always, in fact, easy to distinguish what is fantastic and what is not. Does the distinction lie in what the writer has in mind, or in how the reader interprets the text? If a man who believes himself to be a magician writes about magic, is that fantasy or mimetic fiction? The author describes the world as the author understands it. The reader, reading, then sees the world as the author does: so writing is perhaps inherently magical, a possession. All words are magic words. All stories are true.
Together again, 



