Scierogenous II: Spotlight on Cranston Burney

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Domencia and the Magic Juan
(A Fable for Our Times)
Cranston Burney (excerpt)

In a less enlightened time, Domencia Trejo would be called a “madam.” In a way she was sorry she missed those times because she would have relished the note and the notoriety, “proper ladies” looking at her askance with frigid smiles, while envying her freedom, her power her money (which came mostly from their husbands) and all the unbridled sex she was having …

Today, she was just another businesswoman trying balance her books, even though her accountant did all the number crunching and all she actually did was swipe the screens floating in the air in front of her. Everything looked good, except for one annoying outstanding account.

That annoyance would be The Client Known as “Dennis Davidson” (a politician who got a perverse kick out of using that particular nom de sexe). Politicians in particular had to be “careful;” they might not be doing anything more (and often less) than what the people whose votes they courted were doing, but in the hands of an opponent…

Say DD liked getting spanked on the ass. ( As it happened, that was one of the things DD paid for.) Use a wooden brush or a paddle or even a cooking spoon and the Environmentalists were after you because a tree had to give its life to satisfy your selfish pleasure. So you use a belt or a whip, and the Vegans were upset because an animal had to suffer for your… even if it were already dead. So, you used something synthetic, and it’s the Environmentalists again because how much was the Carbon Debt increased?

Domencia’s clients paid her for confidentiality as much as for sex: she was a licensed attorney and psychotherapist …

Cranston Burney, a life-long blerd (and proud of it), used to eat the Sunday comics when he was a kid because the colors looked tasty. (This may explain much regarding how he eventually turned out.) When not staring at a blank Word document he contributes media commentary to the Black Science Fiction Society’s website and is a frequent contributor to Discussions from the Otherhood, the official podcast of the Other_Sci_Fi Magazine. He’s #T’Challa, but Erik did have some good points.

Scierogenous II: An Anthology of Erotic Science and Fantasy edited by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal. Contributing authors: Quinton Veal. Sumiko Saulson. Cranston Burney. James Goodridge. Penelope Flynn. William Landis. Laura Elena Cáceres. Valjeanne Jeffers. Copyright 2018 by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal, all rights reserved.

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Scierogenous II: Spotlight on Sumiko Saulson

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The Mysterious State of We-Ness
by Sumiko Saulson
Angelo’s Birth (excerpt)

The medical uses were numerous. The machines monitored your heart rate, your blood pressure, your blood sugar, and put you on life-saving diet and exercise regimes. They adjusted your tastes in food so you no longer craved the salt that raises your blood pressure or the sugar that made your grandmother diabetic. Electronic caregiving We-bots were popular among the elderly and the disabled. They were as sociable as a nurse and as affectionate as a cat. In fact, cat was a popular form for the MediWeBot. Imagine a talking feline who answered the door for you if you weren’t feeling up to walking down the hall? After a while, people started attaching the MediWeBot to their feline or canine companions.

It was not long, of course, before the sexually functional versions of these human-meat-and-silicone-chip bots were created. The erotic companion would slide in and out of the mind of its host human, discovering his or her most secret and craved fantasies. I know some people joke about the erotic models, calling the male models B.O.B. or Battery Operated Boyfriend after the old joke for vibrator.

I am not ashamed of my personal tin man. His name is Angelo, because he looks like an angel to me when his face flashes under my face. I can see him there, laying under my skin, holographic overlays, and his long, slender blue-black fingers like gloves over my shorter, plumper mahogany ones. He draws himself over me, and holds me with arms of my own. Now it might sound creepy to some, letting an electronic man control your body. But he knows how to control it, if you know what I mean! He sure can give a hand job, and he knows how to rock an orgasm when we’re going solo, with or without an additional prop. No vibrator is necessary because he can manipulate my body from the inside.

Just one thing is starting to bother me about him.

It’s how he acts towards Peter.

Peter is my friends with benefits. Not saying that our relationship isn’t satisfying, because Peter is really the man when it comes to knowing how to satisfy a woman in bed. Peter is stocky like Horus with caramel skin, long wavy hair, and soft, pouting lips below a narrow mustache. He spends most of his spare time at the gym, and it shows. His rock-hard abs and his firm, round bottom bring to mind an athlete, not a business man. He packs a lot of heat in the bedroom, he’s well endowed, and he knows how to use it. It’s not just wham bam thank you ma’am with him. He takes his time with kissing, touching, deep tissues massages that leave me feeling like every muscle in my body has been reborn. If he wasn’t who he is, maybe we could have something serious…

Sumiko Saulson is a cartoonist, science-fiction, fantasy and horror writer, editor of Black Magic Women and 100 Black Women in Horror Fiction, author of Solitude, Warmth, The Moon Cried Blood, Happiness and Other Diseases, Somnalia, Insatiable, Ashes and Coffee, and Things That Go Bump In My Head. She wrote and illustrated comics Mauskaveli, Dooky and graphic novels Dreamworlds and Agrippa. She writes for the SEARCH Magazine. The child of African American and Russian-Jewish parents, a native Californian and an Oakland resident who’s spent most of her adult life in the San Francisco Bay Area. Visit Sumiko at: www. SumikoSaulson.com

Scierogenous II: An Anthology of Erotic Science and Fantasy edited by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal. Contributing authors: Quinton Veal. Sumiko Saulson. Cranston Burney. James Goodridge. Penelope Flynn. William Landis. Laura Elena Cáceres. Valjeanne Jeffers Copyright 2018 by Valjeanne Jeffers and Quinton Veal, all rights reserved.

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Sycorax’s Daughters

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Edited by Kinitra Brooks PhD, Linda Addison, and Susana Morris PhD
(Cedar Grove Publishing) Nominated for the Bram Stoker Award!

“I am very in favor of people telling their unique stories, as a way of bridging any cultural gaps. And speculative fiction is an excellent vehicle for that. So when Linda Addison offered me a chance to review Sycorax’s Daughters, I jumped at the chance. It’s a hefty read; over 500 pages long so you’ll get your money’s worth.

Sycorax was a black sorceress in Shakespeare’s The Tempest. In the introductions, Dr. Brooks says, “our project fills the lacunae by privileging Black women’s visions of self in horror over their previous problematic characterizations as constructed by others. Sycorax has ensured that her daughters are provided the opportunity to speak for themselves.” So, this was horror as unfiltered by white imposition on black culture? Sounded good, although I am a fragile reviewer who hates horror. But I promised I would read it so I will keep my word. I hope the nightmares I get when reading any sort of gruesomeness will not be too bad …

This story is followed by a poem about a hanging no one admits. That opens for “Taking the Good” by Dana Mcknight: a hidden hanging in a dyke bar, involving tentacles. (Did I just write that sentence in a review? Yes, and, well…it fits.)

I was surprised they included a novel excerpt in this book. But it’s good, and just enough to make you want to read more of the Creole/steampunk/Haitian “Paranormal Detective II” by Valjeanne Jeffers …

“The Ever After” by L. Marie Wood…at first felt like slipstream plus horror. If there is anything I like less than horror, it’s slipstream. I don’t like the sensation of nothing making sense, of the laws of the universe being unreliable. So of course some of the horror genre has to be slipstream. But this wasn’t what it seemed. Scary and sad, this one will haunt me …” Abyss & Apex

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Davis, Milton & Ojetade, Balogun (ed); Steamfunk! (2013)

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Steamfunk! is my first encounter with the genre. Like all anthologies I have ever read, some of the stories appealed to me while others did not. No wonder, given the span of genres. Steamfunk is a US-centric collection of stories that love their steam. I keep on wondering to what extent steam could be an energy source. There are some ideas here that I have not seen before.

According to Balogun Ojetade the Steamfunk! anthology came about because:

The Steamfunk anthology came about from a conversation that I and several authors had online about the lack of Steampunk stories told from a Black / African perspective. We all agreed we would create an anthology in which we would tell such stories. Author Maurice Broaddus suggested we call it Steamfunk and author / publisher Milton Davis agreed to publish it.

They chose the correct person to illustrate the cover. Marcellus Shane…

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An Open Letter to the Person Who Insists on Devaluing the Black Lives Matter Movement by Telling Me That All Lives Matter

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Dear you,

Yesterday another black man was shot down in cold blood. His name was Alton Sterling. I’ve seen pictures of him smiling while holding his children on his lap, oblivious to the fact that he wouldn’t be there when they grow up.

I’ve read some horrible things written by some very insensitive people. I’ve heard rumors that he was a convicted felon, a sex offender, and that he was resisting arrest. I watched the video on CNN of his son literally breaking down into tears and I sat at the table and cried for his loss. I still have not been able to watch the full video of his murder because I feel like I won’t be able to get the images out of my head.

All day I’ve been playing back a conversation in my head that I had with my (then) 5 year old son. I told…

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