St. Kalwain and the Lady Uta

“Today, though, the sound of the hoof beats kept growing closer, and St. Kalwain scented oats, mint, and the salt of sweat in the air.”

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in ROAR Volume 4, June 2012


Snow bent the boughs of the karillow trees, and ice silvered the soft buds at their tips.  Spring had come too early this year, and all the eager young plants would pay a price for their enthusiasm.  Flowers killed by frost.

St. Kalwain didn’t mind the snow.  His black fur was thick and warm.  He found it insufferably so whenever he kept the company of humans.  Their houses were always warmed by raging hearth fires.  Their walls held in the heat.  And they insulated themselves with layers of cloaks and clothes.  They expected him to layer himself with clothes too.  He remembered a time when he chose to wear clothes out of modesty.  Now, he preferred to sleep in the wild.  In the snow.  Alone and far from humans. Continue reading “St. Kalwain and the Lady Uta”

The Best and Worst of Worlds

“Cats loved conquest; dogs needed adventure. But Cetazed otteroids were happy splashing about and playing.”

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in Dogs of War, January 2017


Five officers of the Tri-Galactic Navy and one exchange officer from the planet Cetazed teleported down to a clearing on Planet 328’s surface.  The cats and dogs of the Tri-Galactic Navy were good people, and Consul Eliana Tor didn’t regret leaving her homeworld to become an exchange officer.  Not exactly.  But she missed the flavor of the sunlight on Cetazed, and not only did her empathic abilities make her a fish out of water around these cats and dogs with their non-empathic minds, but they let her read the cats’ and dogs’ emotions — especially their feelings about her — constantly. Continue reading “The Best and Worst of Worlds”

So Much Flash…

Reading these flash fiction stories will be more fun than falling into a supernova! Really! It’s not a high bar!

At the end of 2016, we had big plans for publishing a lot of flash fiction this year.  Well, we have good news and bad news…  Obviously, it’s September, and we haven’t published a lot this year.  However, that’s because the stories we were going to publish have instead been picked up by other markets — many of them by Daily Science Fiction! Continue reading “So Much Flash…”

Hidden Intentions

“S’lisha wanted to claw the child’s little face off, but the captain wouldn’t like that. And she needed this job.”

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in Analog Science Fiction and Fact, March/April 2017


“Can you breathe fire if you eat rocket fuel?” asked Alison, the captain’s five-year-old daughter.

S’lisha drew a deep, calming breath through her scaly nostrils.  She didn’t understand why humans brought their children on spaceships.  Her species kept their larval offspring in caves on their home world until they matured and their adult scales grew in.  Continue reading “Hidden Intentions”

Furry Stories from 2016

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These are Mary E. Lowd’s furry stories that were published in 2016 — you can read all of them for free online:

  • The Mouse Who Was Born a BearMaureen never felt right as a bear.   [~1,200 words]
  • Marge the BargeA Newfoundland dog is not naturally graceful on the ice, but perhaps a tabby cat can teach her to be.   [~6,600 words]
  • Questor’s GambitCommander Bill Wilker, a Collie dog on the Tri-Galactic Navy ship Initiative, must protect his crew from a mysteriously powerful lifeform, and following his captain’s orders may not be enough.   [~8,000 words]
  • Sheeperfly’s LullabyA sheep’s fairytale.   [~1,400 words]
  • Of Cakes and RobotsChirri gets her biggest order for a cake yet, from a surprising customer.   [~900 words]
  • High School DogsKatasha is the only cat at the high school dance.   [~1,000 words]

If you enjoyed any of these stories, please consider nominating them for the Ursa Major Awards.  It only takes a minute, and award nominations and wins can make a big difference to authors.  Nominations are open through February 28th.

Marge the Barge

Ice Hockey Dog
“She could skate faster and stronger than any little tabby, squirrel, or Chihuahua.”

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in Claw the Way to Victory, January 2016


“You’re distracted,” Lizzie said.  The asymmetrical white splotch on her tabby face made her look sloppy and unprepared, even when she was dressed in her prim skating leotard with her ice skates tightly laced up her hind-paws. Continue reading “Marge the Barge”

Questor’s Gambit

Tri-Galactic Trek
“The bridge of the TGN Initiative had gone as dark as the space surrounding it.”

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in Gods With Fur, June 2016


Commander Bill Wilker’s angular muzzle split into a wide Collie grin, and he smoothed down his ruff of fur that spilled regally out of the collar of his Tri-Galactic Navy uniform.  “That’s a goddamned beautiful lookin’ planet,” he said. Continue reading “Questor’s Gambit”

Happy New Year — Two Pieces of Flash!

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May your new year be filled with talking animals and spaceships!

To celebrate the end of 2016 and the start of 2017, we bring you a pair of stories that were originally published in A Glimpse of Anthropomorphic Literature earlier this year — this is the first time they’re available to read for free online.

Our first story, Sheeperfly’s Lullaby, is a snowy fable about a sheep and a wish that’s granted in an unexpected way.  Our second story, The Mouse Who Was Born a Bear, is story of transformation and becoming one’s true self. Continue reading “Happy New Year — Two Pieces of Flash!”

The Mouse Who Was Born a Bear

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Art by Shroomworks.  Shared under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License.

by Mary E. Lowd

Originally published in A Glimpse of Anthropomorphic Literature, Volume 3, August 2016


Maureen lumbered toward the Re-Incorpus Center, feeling horribly large and conspicuous.  Wire fencing on either side of the sidewalk protected her from the yelling protesters.  Nothing protected her from reading the hateful slogans on their signs:  Re-Incorpus Is Murder!  Vat-Bodies Have No Souls!  Death to Gen-Clones! Continue reading “The Mouse Who Was Born a Bear”