Me: calls to elder dog at top of my lungs
Elder dog: nope, can’t hear, definitely deaf, gonna keep nosing around the furthest corners of the backyard in the rain
Later… Continue reading “And Trudy Howls…”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
Me: calls to elder dog at top of my lungs
Elder dog: nope, can’t hear, definitely deaf, gonna keep nosing around the furthest corners of the backyard in the rain
Later… Continue reading “And Trudy Howls…”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Furvana 2019 Conbook, September 2019

Ariadella chose a cozy corner of the universe where the velvety blackness was thick with a rich, fizzy soup of hydrogen and helium. She settled into the lonely void and began gulping up the fizz, letting it process deep in her belly, until she had enough dark matter to begin spinning.
With her thousands of legs, Ariadella pulled silk from her spinnerets. The gravitational lines of silk brought tension, structure, and form to the swampy darkness. She spun from a central point outward, choosing a spiraling pattern as she went. Continue reading “Galactic Garden”
Okay, theoretically, this is an Awards Eligibility Post… except, I had so much fiction published this year that thinking of it that way will probably melt people’s brains. So, instead, here’s a guide to learning about the fiction I had come out this year, in case you want to read it. If when you get to the end, you can still remember that awards exist, then I’d absolutely be honored by any award nominations my fiction might receive.
First off, my books…
Nexus Nine, published by FurPlanet, counts as a novel for the Ursa Major Awards and Cóyotl Awards, and a novella for the Leo Literary Awards.
Tri-Galactic Trek, Jove Deadly’s Lunar Detective Agency (co-written with Garrett Marco), and ROAR 10 were all published by FurPlanet and count as Other Literary Works for the Ursa Major Awards and as Anthologies for the Leo Literary Awards and Cóyotl Awards. Continue reading “Fiction by Mary E. Lowd in 2019”
It’s REALLY creepy when the Roomba starts saying, “Please charge Roomba,” in the other room in the middle of the night — just loud enough to hear it’s a voice you don’t recognize in your house, but not quite loud enough to make out the words.
Apparently, I was slow to notice this, but #AnotherLife got renewed for a second season on Netflix!!! This is extremely, super exciting, because it’s a fantastic space show, starring the BRILLIANT Katee Sackhoff (Starbuck from BSG) as a starship captain, and I love it so much!
Two story acceptances in the first week of the year! And one of them to a pro-market!!! Continue reading “Another Life”
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in The Rabbit Dies First, January 2019

The lights had gone out ten minutes ago. The sound of the air circulators had shut down too. Narchi didn’t know what was happening, but she was scared. Power shouldn’t shut down on a space station. Yet, she had to hold herself together. Her lapine roommates had left her babysitting nearly a dozen of their children. When she’d agreed, she hadn’t expected it to be in the dark. Continue reading “Black Out In Space”
I just read “Your Faces, O My Sisters! Your Faces Filled of Light!” by Alice B. Sheldon (James Tiptree Jr.)… and oof.
What a beautiful, lyrical punch to the gut that calls to mind my dad lecturing me as a teen about how I couldn’t go out for a walk alone after dark.
Continue reading “Walking at Night”
The twelve-year-old to the six-year-old: “I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking I can’t read minds. You’re thinking mind reading is impossible. You’re thinking I’m lying to you.”
Six: “I was thinking about cookies.”
Inheritances should be a whole lot less of a thing. And Universal Basic Income should be a whole lot more of a thing. Continue reading “Stray Thoughts on Star Wars and New Years Eve”
The six-year-old has made New Year’s resolutions.
He has resolved to make me take him to the trampoline park and the wave pool. Continue reading “Parenting and Resolutions”
This is obvious, but sometimes obvious things need saying…
In Star Wars, the rebellion is antifa.
The good guys. The heroes. They’re antifa. Continue reading “Stray Thoughts While Rewatching More Star Wars”