Supernatural Fiction Supernatural fiction (properly, "supernaturalist fiction"[1]) is a literary genre exploiting or requiring as plot devices or themes some contradictions of the commonplace natural world and materialist assumptions about it. In its broadest definition, supernatural fiction includes examples of weird fiction, horror fiction, fantasy fiction, and such sub-genres as vampire literature and the ghost story. Elements of supernatural fiction can be found in writing from genres such as science fiction. Amongst academics, readers and collectors, however, supernatural fiction is often classed as a discrete genre defined by the elimination of "horror", "fantasy" and elements important to other genres.[1] The one genre supernatural fiction appears to embrace in its entirety is the traditional ghost story.[2] In the twentieth century, supernatural fiction became associated with psychological fiction. See also[edit] Supernatural drama References[edit] ^ Jump up to: a b Glen Cavaliero. Further reading[edit]
Stories Soft Apocalypse by Will McIntosh I passed a lithe cormorant of a woman trying on gas masks at a street kiosk. She was gazing intently into a little round mirror mounted on a telephone pole, wearing a cute round avocado-colored mask. I loved the way she moved, loved her librarian glasses and her buzz-cut. The lanky beauty left my field of vision. Not that I'd ever approach a woman on the street; I hated guys who did that. And like a line of song stuck in my head, I thought of Deirdre, who had last ignited that flame, and felt a familiar stab of guilt. What had she done with my photos? There had been no cut-up pile greeting me in the doorway the day I broke up with her. I missed them to my bones. I slowed as I passed Jittery Joe's Coffee, hoping against hope to score a cup. I spied a sexy pair of legs in the crowd, strutting my way. A busty black woman with dreadlocks and tribal scarring hurried past. There was a bamboo outbreak on thirty-ninth street. The asphalt cracked and popped. “ID?”
The Dangerous Days of Daniel X - James Patterson Fiction/General Hardcover ISBN: 0316002925 $19.99/U.S. 272 pages 8 1/2 x 9 4/5 Little, Brown And Company Paperback (mass market) ISBN: 0316002933 $7.99/U.S. 288 pages 7 1/2 x 5 1/4 Little, Brown Young Readers HE WAS BORN WITH GREAT POWER The greatest superpower of all isn't to be part spider, part man, or to cast magic spells–the greatest power is the power to create. Daniel X has that power. AND A DEADLY SECRET Daniel's secret abilities–like being able to manipulate objects and animals with his mind or to re-create himself in any shape he chooses–have helped him survive. NOW THE FATE OF THE WORLD RESTS ON DANIEL X From the day that his parents were brutally murdered before his very eyes, Daniel has used his unique gifts to hunt down their assassin. Now, on his own, he vows to carry out his father's mission–and to take vengeance in the process. True Confessions My name is Daniel, and this is the first volume of my life story, which, hopefully, will be a very long and distinguished one. 1.
Satori in the Dust Bowl: A Review of Seed by Rob Ziegler About a century from now, climate change has caused a new Dust Bowl in the Corn Belt, resulting in major famine across the United States. Most of the surviving population leads a nomadic existence, migrating across the ravaged landscape in search of habitable, arable land. Decades of war, resource depletion and population decline have left the government practically powerless. Gangs and warlords rule the land. The only thing staving off full-blown starvation is Satori, a hive-like living city that produces genetically engineered drought-tolerant seed. Seed follows three separate but connected plots. What’s interesting about Seed are the huge differences in tone between the three plots. The way Rob Ziegler manages to weave these three highly disparate stories into one cohesive narrative is impressive. The resulting novel is a real page-turner filled with interesting characters and pulse-raising action scenes.
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Southern Enlightenment With healthy doses of Axl Rose and methamphetamines, two new collections, from journalist John Jeremiah Sullivan and crime fiction writer Frank Bill, call forth the power of place and personal history in the Shallow South. Axl Rose makes it out, escapes. He spends his youth stealing televisions, brawling and losing fistfights, assaulting the occasional neighborhood mom. Then—fiery red mane presumably flowing behind him—he boogies. “Kiss my ass, Lafayette,” he’s rumored to spray paint on the street the night he flees his hometown for good. Twenty years after Ax takes flight, journalist John Jeremiah Sullivan— JJS to his growing legion of adoring fans—spends a few days poking around the Hoosier State, digging up old police reports and childhood friends. An inane lede, perhaps, from any other GQ writer, parachuting in from New York, surveying the bad and worst of the local color, and then beating hell back to Brooklyn. Not everyone makes it out, of course.
I Am Number Four - Pittacus Lore There are mysteries in human history for which there are no apparent explanations. There are unexplained jumps in the development of human technology. No one can explain things like the lost City of Atlantis, the Loch Ness monster, the Bermuda Triangle, and, of course, crop circles and UFOs. The explanation for these, and many other of Earth’s mysteries, is that aliens have been visiting your planet, and influencing events, for as long as the planet has existed. I am Pittacus Lore. Lorien has been destroyed. I am telling the story of Lorien, the Nine, and the war at hand so you do not allow the same thing that happened to us happen to you.
The Codex Seraphinianus DISCUSSED: Extremely Limited Editions, The Metamorphic Bicranial Rhino, French Booksellers, Grievous Errors, Italo Calvino, Pliny’s Natural History, Hieronymus Bosch, ’70s Pop Art, eBay, The Voynich Manuscript, Italian Aristocrats, Bodoni, In Watermelon Sugar, Ovid, Lewis Carroll’s Photographs of Children, Hypertext Fiction, Taxonomical Surveys, Alchemical Etchings, Billy Joel Image from Luigi Serafini’s Codex Seraphinianus.Click to enlarge. Who were the people who had invented Tlön? The plural is unavoidable, because we have unanimously rejected the idea of a single creator, some transcendental Leibnitz working in modest obscurity.—Jorge Luis Borges, “Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius” Like a Borges story, this is as much about the quest for knowledge as it is about the knowledge itself. At the beginning of my junior year of college, some friends and I came across an upper-division English class called Eccentric Spaces and Spatialities. Dr. One day Dr. Here is his Wikipedia entry, in full:
Peeps - Scott Westerfeld “Both medical thriller and science fiction, this fast-paced, captivating modern vampire story is enriched with biology and history. . . Entrancing throughout, but squeamish readers beware.” —Kirkus Reviews, starred review Read more reviews Buy this book: Some days you wake up, and you just have to write a vampire novel. I know, I know, there is no shortage of vampire novels already out there. Maybe there are too many vampire novels, I thought. Besides getting a new take on the sunlight-impaired, my other big concern was that my vampires should actually make some sense as far as science goes. After consuming all there was to know on these subjects, I came up with the four important features that any vampire novel (of mine) had to include: natural selection, sexual attraction, parasitic infection, and Elvis memorabilia. Okay, I can’t tell you much more without giving the whole thing away. “Suspense, touches of humor, and eminently appealing characters.” “[An] electric sequel. . . .