Jeffrey Palms

“Dear editor,
I asked an algorithm designed to mimic patterns it had learned through the plagiarism of billionaires if it could spit out something that looked convincingly like the stories it had stolen, and it burned through an ocean to deliver whatever this is. Thank you for your consideration.”

Comic page with two panels, showing an antenna on top of a dome. The texts say: "I am a Shepherdess, and my herd is celestial and metallic. The satellites are up above me. Far, far away up in the atmosphere... And here I am, down below. In this island, in this building, in this dome. Far, far away from anything and anyone else."

Thus begins the story of the Shepherdess, one of the protagonists of my new comic, Ekphrasis.

A full double rainbow in Edinburgh before the storm earlier, taking it as at least a good sign of something to come 🌈🌈✨️

Punk silence! That’s incredible 😅

Oh cool! You are likely the first person in human history to click that link to my website 🙈 How do your stories incorporate music then?

Color illustration of a borzoi-like creature and a coffee table full of recording equipment standing on a garden. Trees can be seen in the background.

My illustration for Body Music, a short story by @freypalm.bsky.social.

Detailed illustration from the story “Body Music.” On a cluttered table in a pale garden sits a large recording device with two tape spools and lots of little buttons. Partly in the illustration is a beast with furry white curls. Some trees in the distance and a sickly sun.

Introducing some FANTASTIC cover art for my story "Body Music," published 263 days ago in Andromeda Spaceways! Hats off to the inimitable @lurnoise.bsky.social for the illustration 👀

••• synthetic meat! ••• jazz beasts! ••• climate doom! •••

Read the story in ASM issue 97: tinyurl.com/p7rh5kfv

Color illustration, in greenish tones, of Rana temporaria tadpoles swimming on a puddle that has formed over a concrete floor. The shadow of some off-canvas dandelions can be seen too.

Color illustration, in greenish tones, of Rana temporaria tadpoles swimming underwater.

Color illustration of a puddle with some Rana Temporaria tadpoles on it. The viewpoint is situated quite low, so a concrete floor, a dandelion plant and puffy clouds and a blue sky can be seen behind the puddle.

Color illustration of some dandelions against a bright, blue and empty sky.

Rana temporaria: a poem.

[manages content clean over a cliff]

Definitely my pleasure! I’m doing reviews at a rate of about one a year (and I call myself a reviewer 😅) but it’s always so great going deeper into something… glad it was Limelight this time 😁

Photo of my slightly worn copy of Lyndsey Croal’s book, Limelight and Other Stories.

My review of @lyndseycroal.bsky.social’s wonderful collection LIMELIGHT AND OTHER STORIES is up! Incredibly fun reading: motivated characters, great pace, plenty of doomsday tech and voyaging through space…

Read it on the @shoreinf.bsky.social website: tinyurl.com/3spfzkwp

i know many authors are experiencing this but it is so unsettling to create something complex, personal, inextricably interwoven into your own truth, and then see the thing only you could have made being fed into the playdough spaghetti factory of gray meaningless slop

Color illustration of an octopus-looking alien creature operating an extremely complicated control panel room. A broken planet can be seen outside through the ship's window.

An explorer 🛸

Another of the illustrations I did for @devindecibel.bsky.social's new TTRPG, Pale Dot.

Color illustration, in pastel pinks and oranges and yellows, of two aliens in space suits watching a rocket launch.

Takeoff! Here's one of the illustrations I did for @devindecibel.bsky.social new TTRPG, Pale Dot.

Saros #5 Reading Period: From August 22nd until we hit 111 submissions Sound and silence themed speculative fiction stories $25 CAD for both originals and reprints Edited by Ariel Marken Jack 500-2500 words

The Saros #5 reading period has arrived and the submission gates have been opened! Send us your 500-2500 words speculative fiction stories focused on sound/silence! We'll stay open until we've reached 111 stories submitted.

sarossf.com/submissions/

magazines are a soulslike experience for the algorithm

[washing up on the beach after 227 days floating on a splint of wood] and now to check on my pending story submission ah yes I see no news as yet

just found an old flash fiction draft of mine from circa 2022 and [miming an epic 3-point shot] i must say it was galactic cringe

it’s quite a lot of GIRLS IN SCIENCE! which is nice but I’m looking for a counterweight of BOYS IN POETRY! and it’s just not there

I just love “to catch hoarseness that claims your voice low” – fantastic piece of flash here

these are worth the click!

me my first day teaching music: [grabbing some kid’s clarinet and using it to point at a giant page of sheet music i’ve had specially printed] ok i say we hit em right here

Andromeda Spaceways Magazine Showcasing the best speculative fiction in the known universe

"The Confessor" my story exploring the ways and means humanity might confront and constrain ASI is now available in Andromeda Spaceways #97. Bonus 7 Rules designed to guarantee Alignment. Sample in the reply...

Maybe if I lie face down all my work will do itself.

!!! don’t forget to put a typo into those last tweaks and edits you make before submitting !!!

ASM #97 Editorial Joel Schanke Fiction The Confessor Baden M Chant Your Last Battlefield Andrew Nathan Roberts A Return to Grace Leonard Crosby Saliva Arden Baker Insalubrious Lane Robins Body Music Jeffre…

It’s out! My new story “Body Music” is in issue 97 of Andromeda Spaceways 🪐🎺

…where you record music with your own flesh ••• where you build living, breathing beasts from synthetic meat ••• where the trees are dying out and disease is coming…

andromedaspaceways.com/product/asm-...

These are the top 48 stories and 35 poems I read (and, coincidentally, published) in 2024!

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sure i love technology, the technology by which i use electricity to cook noodles

A postcard, front and back. The front is one of the old-style drawn postcards that are based on real places/pictures. In this case, it is the Rock of Ages Granite Quarry in Barre, Vermont. The color postcard shows the quarry in the bottom half, a series of cuts into rock that look like the foundation of a ruined house. Piles of gravel are in the upper half, along with trees and hills in the far distance. The back reads: Dear S, we've started excavating the city from the stone. Once the dirt had been cleared away, the tops of buildings appeared. We didn't realize how deep the city went until we chiseled free a man on the edge of a roof. Still desperate, he tried to jump anyway, but there was no place to jump to. We uncovered birds on our way down, until we reached street level and a bundle of cars around a broken woman crumpled on the ground, an accident waiting to happen. ~D

We didn't realize how deep the city went.

#SpecLit #FlashFiction