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"Science Fiction" means—to us—everything found in the science fiction section of a bookstore, or at a science fiction convention, or amongst the winners of the Hugo awards given by the World Science Fiction Society. This includes the genres of science fiction (or sci-fi), fantasy, slipstream, alternative history, and even stories with lighter speculative elements. We hope you enjoy the broad range that SF has to offer.
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Original Science Fiction and Fantasy every weekday. Welcome to Daily Science Fiction, an online magazine of science fiction short stories. We publish "science fiction" in the broad sense of the word: This includes sci-fi, fantasy, slipstream-- whatever you'd likely find in the science fiction section of your local bookstore. Our stories are mostly short short fiction (flash fiction) each Monday through Thursday, hopefully the right length to read on a coffee break, over lunch, or as a bedtime tale.
Please read our current short story below. Browse the topics in the sidebar; everything from aliens to time travel, fairy tales to wizard tales; and read what intrigues you. Don't forget to subscribe via email to receive each story in your inbox every weekday for free.
Dylan Kwok is an animator, blogger, board game designer, and author. This is his first story in Daily Science Fiction. You can see more of his work on his blog, 64thopinion.com
"Are you still working?"
I look up. Focus on the woman leaning, arms akimbo, on the doorjamb to my study.
The woman I married.
"You know I need to finish this project. I'm working as fast as I can."
A sigh. "I know, but it's late. And you're going to wear yourself out at the rate you're going."
I bite my lip. "Work like this always takes time. Just give me another hour tonight. I'll come to bed after that."
We stare at each other. Finally, Charlotte turns. "Fine." She stalks out.
My hands rest perfectly still on the keyboard for a minute. The bedroom door shuts. I wait for another five. And then, I send off a message.