Listen to this post as a podcast. Tiffany and What We Think We Know by Iris Carden The only difference between reality and fiction is that fiction needs to be credible.” -Mark Twain I’ve been reading a bit about the “Tiffany Problem” lately. The term was coined by author Jo Walton to describe the…… Continue reading Tiffany and What We Think We Know
Tag: Historical Fiction
Gone to Sea
Gone to Sea short story by Iris Carden Father has gone to see again. I asked why we couldn’t go with him. He put me on his lap and said, “Flora, you are a little girl. The sea is no place for girls or women. It is far too hard and dangerous. You must stay…… Continue reading Gone to Sea
Witch Finder
Witch Finder Short story by Iris Carden Age and illness had taken their toll, and now the witch finder was lying on his deathbed. He faced the inevitable without fear, knowing he had done well in his calling. He was guaranteed Heaven. A dear friend, the angel who’d guided him throughout his work, appeared to…… Continue reading Witch Finder
Who is Your Leader?
Who is Your Leader? Short story by Iris Carden I did my preparation for this assignment. I observed that backward planet for ages. I monitored all their transmissions, both audio and visual. I learned their language, and how they dressed. I even tried their recreational hallucinogenics to try to understand them better. When I was…… Continue reading Who is Your Leader?
The Unfinished Symphony
For a human, Franz is usually quite nice, I guess. He spends a lot of time at his desk, or going between the desk and the piano. He’s a composer. He writes dots on paper to tell musicians what to play. I understand he’s quite famous. That doesn’t really matter to me.
Not on the Menu
This little story takes place in the 1960s, around the beginning of the second wave of feminism in Australia. Not on the Menu Short story by Iris Carden Elsie saw them through the café window. “Oh not them again,” she groaned. “Not who?” asked Margaret. “Those three, with the excess Brylcreem and the loud ties.”…… Continue reading Not on the Menu
The Line
I started to wonder what life would be like today if the British had come as migrants who were willing to become a part of the existing culture, instead of as conquerers.