Two Short Fiction Collections by Naomi Kritzer
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Overview: Naomi Kritzer is an American speculative fiction writer and blogger. Her 2015 short story "Cat Pictures Please" was a Locus Award and Hugo Award winner and was nominated for a Nebula Award.
Genre: Fiction > Sci-Fi/Fantasy > Short Stories Collections
Comrade Grandmother and Other Stories
Eleven stories from acclaimed fantasy and SF writer Naomi Kritzer, three of them previously unpublished:
Comrade Grandmother
Russian blood and Russian tears, Russian breath and Russian bones, why have you come?
The Golem
The golem woke on December 1st, 1941, and saw the future before her like an unrolled scroll.
Honest Man
You can cheat an honest man. Or you can cheat a dishonest man with a clear conscience.
Fortune
The old woman who raised Eleanor told her that she had no fortune.
Three Wishes
Caroline says that fairy godmothers don’t have wings anymore due to underground nuclear testing.
Spirit Stone
Sarai’s small hands could turn the most difficult breech birth, and stanch the worst bleeding
The Good Son
I needed a family to back up my story. So I went to find one.
Faust’s SASE
Thank you for showing me your soul, but it didn’t quite grab me, alas.
The Long Walk
We are grateful for your sacrifice, but you have to understand; you’re a danger to us now.
Unreal Estate
It was Bernie who decided to try to sell Manhattan to Ted Turner.
When Shlemiel Went to the Stars
We want a great big planet. The biggest one available.
Gift of the Winter King and Other Stories
Eleven stories from acclaimed SF and fantasy author Naomi Kritzer, four of them previously unpublished:
Brother Mac, You Are Healed!
I’ll pay you a hundred bucks if you can raise this computer from the dead . . .
St. Ailbe’s Hall
There was a Siberian husky in the last pew of Father Andrew’s church, standing on her hind legs, holding a hymnal, and singing.
Gift of the Winter King
The Winter King came to bring order.
Magefire
The first thing I noticed about Mira was the candle she was holding.
Masks
On Mascherata, I could be who I was, without fear.
Kin
Mages don’t have babies; you’re a mage. You’ll get used to the idea soon enough.
The Price
I am a murderer, but I don’t remember who I murdered, or why.
In the Witch’s Garden
There are no other Gerdas here. We don’t need numbers.
Darknight
Don’t scream; if you do, they’ll all scream.
The Manual
Jesus: A dynamic speaker, someone who might have been to Franklin-Covey training.
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