Dark Faith, available for pre-order

I got to see an ARC of Dark Faith, edited by Maurice Broaddus and Jerry Gordon, while I was at Norwescon, which was pretty cool. It looks like it will be a good read and also provide some food for thought.  I’ve got a story in there, which admittedly makes me somewhat biased, but take a look at the table of contents and you’ll see what I mean.

Plus, they have a pre-order special

Apex Store exclusive offer: pre-order now and receive the limited edition promotional chapbook Dark Faith: Last Rites that contains stories by Nate Southard, Bob Ford, Toiya K. Finley, and Sara M. Genge. Only 500 chapbooks will be produced!

Here’s a teaser of the story I have in Dark Faith, “Ring Road.”

Echoes and steam swirled around Nanna, merging with warm water to ease the tightness in her limbs. God, she had missed spas while she’d been away. The entire state of Wyoming had utterly failed to understand what a spa should be. In fact, the entire country might have failed in that.

Beside her, Eric groaned. “I may never move again.”

“Told you.” Lauger, of all the spas in Reykjavik, was her favorite and the first place she went after a trip abroad. The heat crept into her, peeling off layers of protection that she hadn’t even noticed. She’d been away too long this time. Not that she’d admit it to her grandmother, who’d been outraged when she’d decided to stay at the university over the summer. And following that up by bringing an American boyfriend home had been…interesting.

Sighing, Nanna slid lower on the bench until the water lapped the underside of her chin. Carved into an amorphous oblong, the black granite bench had the lines of a sensual modern sculpture. Flecks of mica sparkled under the water like stars had been trapped in the bench. Nanna traced them, imagining they were an image from the big telescope at WIRO made manifest. A distant galaxy under her fingers.

Eric ran a hand up her leg and slid the tip of his finger into her swimsuit.

Glad there were no other guests, Nanna leaned in, almost close enough to kiss him. Teasing. “Maybe you need the glacial pool?”

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