Ann Leckie is the author of the Hugo, Nebula, and Arthur C. Clarke Award winning novel Ancillary Justice.
The Endangered Camp By Ann Leckie After the terrible push to be free of the Earth was past, we could stand again. In a while, the engineers had said, everything would float, but for now we were still accelerating. We were eight in the small, round room, though there were others on the sky-boat–engineers, and […]
You’ve been listening to Hugo stories through August as it’s our tradition to feature nominees. Now that the episodes have all run, we thought you might like to see the results. 2014 Hugo Award Winners Loncon 3 is delighted to announce the 2014 Hugo Award and John W. Campbell Award winners. 3,587 valid ballots were […]
By Ken Liu Read by Ann Leckie Discuss on our forums. All stories by Ken Liu All stories read by Ann Leckie Rated 10 and up Real Artists By Ken Liu “You’ve done well,” Creative Director Len Palladon said, looking over Sophia’s résumé. Sophia squinted in the golden California sun that fell on her through the huge windows of […]
By Lucy A. Snyder Read by Ann Leckie Veronica was a spaceworthy lass with a definite preference for silence and a sensitivity to detail. She’d never lost her tea in zero gee and had always been the first to note when the coffee maker needed cleaning or when the fluorescent lights would flick-flicker in signal […]
By J. R. Blackwell Read by Ann Leckie (of PodCastle) “Becky.” Typed Rachel “I had to ban him. I’m sorry. He was a bot, a spider, a program. He wasn’t human.” Becky’s green words glowed on her screen almost immediately. “He talked to me! Every day! What do you mean he wasn’t human?” Rachel exhaled; […]
by Rachel Swirsky. Read by Ann Leckie. Whatever the midwife told you, it’s not true. I cannot walk through walls. I cannot conjure a chicken and make it dance or start a fire with my fingers. I cannot shape familiars from fog or examine entrails to see if a man will die. I cannot resurrect your son. […]
By Anna Schwind Read by Ann Leckie When Chasca turned eleven, her father took her to a ship farm, to choose her vessel. She stood on the observation deck, evaluating the herd. Chasca selected the farthest ship. It faced away from the others and bumped the edges of the corral. She understood. Rated G.
by Rachel Swirsky read by Ann Leckie Summers, I sleep on rooftops. Under smokestacks, beside stairs, in the sudden green of precarious gardens. Rated PG. Contains mythical figures.
By Ann Leckie. Read by Frank Key (of Hooting Yard). First appeared in Subterranean Magazine #4. He told me then of the antiquity and superiority of Martian civilization, and of Hesperia, which was the greatest of Martian nations. Each Hesperian learned, from his mother’s knee and throughout his schooling, the importance of right thinking. “On […]