Future on Ice
A widely varied, immensely enjoyable, and historically important anthology, Future On Ice is a showcase for the hottest stories by the coolest SF writers of the 1980s. Complete with a preface, introduction, and story notes by Card hilself, here are early stories from eighteen incredibly talented authors who have since shattered the face of science fiction.
explain that?” “But you never call him Edward in the book,” Helen protested. Cantling frowned. “Have you been reading the book again? Damn it, Helen, I told you I don’t want you messing around with the manuscript until it’s done.” She refused to be distracted. “You never call him Edward,” she repeated. “No,” he said. “That’s right. I never call him Edward. I call him Dunnahoo, because he’s a street kid, and because that’s his street name, and he doesn’t like to be called Edward. Only it’s
Carpenter had nothing to gain, and many who were guiltless stood to lose too much. “Brother Carpenter,” said Sheriff Budd. “Who was it?” He keyed in his answer. “I didn’t get a look at them.” “Their voices, didn’t you know them?” “No.” The bishop looked steadily at him. “They tried to kill you, Brother Carpenter. That’s no joke. You like to died, if those show people hadn’t happened by. And I have my own ideas who it was, seein’ who had reason to hate you unto death yesterday.” “As you
pulse, which was strong and steady, felt his forehead—slightly cool—and made myself more coffee. I was looking through a magazine, at a loss what to do, when he opened his eyes again. “Hard to figure exactly what time is like for them,” he said. “It’s taken them maybe three, four days to figure out language, key human concepts. Now they’re on to it. On to me. Right now.” “How’s that?” He claimed there were thousands of researchers hooked up to his neurons. He couldn’t give details. “They’re
something more complicated than “mere” Calvinism here. Indeed, I suspect that the Calvinist influence was quite unconscious, while the business of the Force may have been a deliberate attempt to express a philosophy. And the philosophy has taken root. One can find the Force as the foundation of many a new-age religion. More importantly, however, the idea of the Force may well be the entire religious experience of many thousands, perhaps millions, of Americans. Yes, they know it’s a movie. But in
might be blocked by wrecked cars and destroyed overpasses. She ought to know how to point out Pasadena even though she could not recognize the word. Hesitantly, she placed her hand over a pale orange patch in the upper right corner of the map. That should be right. Pasadena. Obsidian lifted her hand and looked under it, then folded the map and put it back on the dashboard. He could read, she realized belatedly. He could probably write, too. Abruptly, she hated him—deep, bitter hatred. What did