An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Daily Science Fiction, July 2019
The ruby-throated avian twirled, emerald wings beating in a blur, frothing the air with graceful gusts of wind that swept through the emperor’s branches and leaves, delighting his eye-petals with the sight of the frenzied dance. Continue reading “The Emperor’s New Bird”
The six-year-old has opened a pizza shop. I gave them a nickel and got back a medium pizza and a dollar in change.
Less than a week home from school and the six-year-old has decided we need a new room in our house — devoted to building robots.
Today, Daniel and I have been together for 19 years. That’s more than half of my life. Continue reading “St. Patrick’s Eve”
Literally all I’ve eaten today (Pi Day) is pie — shepherd’s pie, apple pie, chocolate pie, and chicken pot pie.
The kids can keep themselves busy for a surprising amount of time making smoothies.
And then there are smoothies.
So, it turns out that we were only two days ahead of the curve, pulling our kids out of school. I hope we did it early enough.
Look, sometimes you just need to hug a stuffed animal while you sleep.
And other times, you need to hug three. Yes, three should be good. Continue reading “Covid and Goal”
In some old video games, there’s a coding… gap where if you get too many lives or points or whatnot, the number just sort of maxes out.
Money should work like that.
No more billionaires. Money beyond a certain point should just bounce off Continue reading “Money Cap”
I have extremely complicated feelings about Star Trek: Picard, but so many ❤️❤️❤️s for Riker & Troi and the life they’ve built.
I have their wedding picture on my wall. It’s so good to see them again.
My greatest comfort when life is hard has been — since I first heard it — the music of Brian Wilson.
But the more I understand and see the misogyny in the world, the less I’m able to take comfort in a man’s voice objectifying women. Continue reading “Learning to Like New Music”
Opinion: shows are better with spaceships in them.
I mean, I love Grey’s Anatomy & Station 19, but I’d love them even more if there were spaceships flying by every time they showed a view of Seattle. Continue reading “Shows are Better with Spaceships”
It’s kind of upsetting how easy it is to forget which people—who aren’t in your immediate circles—have died. I think I figured once someone died, your brain would pull up a sort of “404: File Not Found” error when you thought of them as a reminder… and this is not the case. Continue reading “The Forgettable Quality of Death”