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Resnick, Mike (ed) - Women Writing Science Fiction as Men / Резник, Майк (ред) - Женщины, которые пишут НФ как мужчины [2003, EPUB, ENG]

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Mike Resnick (ed) - Women Writing Science Fiction as Men

Название: Women Writing Science Fiction as Men / Женщины, которые пишут НФ как мужчины
Год выпуска: 2003
Под редакцией: Resnick, Mike / Резник, Майк
Издательство: DAW Books
ISBN: 0-7564-0148-8
Формат: EPUB
Качество: OCR (Jerry eBooks)
Язык: английский

Описание:
Произведения, в которых авторы-женщины ведут повествование от имени мужчин и как бы с мужской точки зрения.
Homecoming short story by Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Big novelette by Leah A. Zeldes
Prayerville short story by Janis Ian
Kingdom Come short story by Kay Kenyon
Licensed to Reclaim novelette by Laura Resnick
Better Than Ants short story by Barbara Galler-Smith
Blackbird, Fly! short story by Linda J. Dunn
Call for Submissions novelette by Severna Park
All My Children novelette by Leslie What
What Goes Around short story by Robyn Herrington
Thumping the Weaver novelette by Susan R. Matthews
Maxwell's Law short story by Adrienne Gormley
Diving After Reflected Woman short story by Terry McGarry
Sweeps Week short story by Mercedes Lackey
A Good Idea at the Time short story by Karen E. Taylor
Jesus Freaks novelette by Jennifer Roberson
Homecoming


by Kristine Kathryn Rusch


I’D been down maybe four hours, long enough to go through the newest version of decon—a ray of light that poked every part of the body with gentle warmth—not long enough to get a sense of this America one hundred years in my future.
Technology was different—that seemed obvious; laws were different—noticed that just a few minutes ago; but people seemed to be the same, preoccupied with their own agendas, too busy to hear let alone answer questions.
Not that there was anyone to ask. I was sitting in what passed for a police precinct interview room, a windowless square with blank white walls so clean I could almost see myself, and a table (also white) with tiny fingerprint-shaped indentations. No one sat across from me. I got a sense they all huddled outside the room, watching the hundred-plus-year-old man who looked like he was thirty-five—or, depending on your point of view, the thirty-five-year-old man who was actually well over a hundred.
. . .
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