by Theodore Sturgeon “No one knows what’s really wrong with you but you; no one can find a cure for it but you; no one but you can identify it as a cure; and once you find it, no one but you can do anything about it.” The twin sisters can teleport. The baby holds... Continue Reading →
Some of Your Blood
by Theodore Sturgeon It is, it is, it really is fiction. Unless you’ve had it ruined for you, and I’m not going to do so, you can’t possibly expect what you’re in for with this novel. Even a brief story synopsis will be detrimental to those who’re interested, so you get only the broadest stroke:... Continue Reading →