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Nancy Jane Moore
A small girl — maybe five years old — walks along a pedestrian lane in Demeter, the main city on the asteroid Ceres. Her left hand is firmly attached to her father; her right trails along the handrail, and she wears gravity boots. She is not native to Ceres and will not be there long, so she needs the boots most of the time to counteract the muscle decay that comes from living on a low-gravity asteroid. She doesn’t argue about the boots, although they are clumsy and ugly and she much prefers the sensation of floating around you can get without them: her daddy told her to wear them, and she is a well-behaved child.
|What I Write||
I write. Further details can be found here: http://bookviewcafe.com/blog/2013/12/19/describing-what-i-write/
Last year I wrote the first draft of a novel based on my story “A Mere Scutcheon,” which appears in my collection Conscientious Inconsistencies. This year I’m revising that book. It’s an adventure story for women like me who identified with d’Artagnan when we read The Three Musketeers. Women with swords, intrigue, and magic, plus homage to Alexandre Dumas (though the story keeps wandering farther afield).
Just send money to Clarion West.