I have loved the stars too fondly...

'Ello folks, just your garden variety fandom lurker, with big feelings about: The Goblin Emperor, LOTR, Star Wars, The Untamed and The Dresden Files. I draw things sometimes. I have no idea how any of this works.

[penny-anna]

Bookriot 100 Must-Read Sci-Fi Fantasy Novels by Female Authors

Bookriot 100 Must-Read Sci-Fi Fantasy Novels By Female Authors Bookriot 100 Must-Read Sci-Fi Fantasy Novels By Female Authors

ok let's do another one! this time we have Bookriot's 100 sci-fi fantasy novels by female authors.

just to pre-empt a few possible objections to the list, it was published in 2016 and:

JK Rowling's public transphobia downward spiral began in 2018.

All Systems Red (The Murderbot Diaries, Martha Wells) was published in 2017 and Gideon the Ninth (Tamsyn Muir) was published in 2019.

The Fifth Season (NK Jemisin) was published in 2015 & given that the editor included a different NK Jemisin I presume Fifth Season simply hadn't hit all-time classic status yet.

The editor stated upfront that they included 1 book per author.

I have no idea what We Have Always Lived in the Castle (Shirley Jackson) is doing there given that it categorically is not SFF.

How many of Bookriot's 100 sci-fi fantasy novels by female authors have you read?

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Voting ended onMay 24

[lornaka]

Bleeding hope and bleeding gold. Finished just in time for @gondorweek! (INPRNT) ↬

[sukimas]

"you should be at the club" i should be in the woods. performing the ritual.

[riding-with-the-wild-hunt]

in my mind aragorn is a scrawny sinewy piece of beef jerky kind of man, while boromir is built like the cover them up slut guy, broad-shouldered and well-muscled, handsomely fat etc etc. and aragorn of the concave chest who has lived most of his life in the wilderness with other stringy undernourished folks and/or tall and generally slender elves is constantly giving boromir slightly awed once-, twice-, and thrice-overs, which boromir of course interprets as aragorn suspecting him and thinking he’s not trustworthy and has to be watched (which isn’t an unreasonable conclusion; aragorn’s face is very opaque). meanwhile itty bitty tittygorn is wondering if he can ever hope to get the mandate of heaven without bodacious gondorian tatas (and also what it would feel like to faceplant into boromir’s chest and leave all his troubles behind for a blissful two minutes of breastly peace)

[tkingfisher]

P.S. The voice actor is doing the audiobook

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[juliedillon]

"Ministrations," part 3 of my king/knight illustration series 😁

[dogs4ge]

yeap. uh-huh. there's your problem right there. damn gyre keeps widening.

[ellakas]

[ellakas]

[darkmoonhyena]

Inspecting my grean

[darkmoonhyena]

Yep that's grean!

[dyke-antlers]

resting my chin on ur thigh and looking up at you like a pathetic dog btw

[cosmere-everything]

[flork-of-cows-official]

burn out

[badpsychicadvice]

Internet hugs for anyone else out there dealing with burn out or other mental and/or physical issues that make it hard to interact right now

[daughter-of-sapph0]

tw lying

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[tsarina-anadyomene]

okay what are some excellent recent poems

[m-accost]

A. E. Stalling's vilanelle "Burned"

You cannot unburn what is burned. Although you scrape the ruined toast, You can’t go back. It’s time you learned The butter cannot be unchurned, You can’t unmail the morning post, You cannot unburn what is burned– The lovers in your youth you spurned, The bridges charred you needed most. You can’t go back. It’s time you learned Smoke’s reputation is well earned, Not just as an acrid, empty boast– You cannot unburn what is burned. You longed for home, but while you yearned, The black ships smoldered on the coast; You can’t go back. It’s time you learned That even if you had returned, You’d only be a kind of ghost, You can’t go back. It’s time you learned That what is burned is burned is burned.

[adzolotl]

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves A stately pleasure-dome decreed. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

[patienz]

they fuck you up your mum and dad two vast and trunkless legs of stone i do not like it, sam i am as small as a world and as large as alone

[bill-blake-fans-anonymous]

God moves in a mysterious way:

He gives his harness bells a shake.

What will survive of him is love

If he should die before he wake.

[inthefallofasparrow]

I had a dream, which was not all a dream. See in her cell sad Eloisa spread, Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

A sudden blow: the great wings beating still Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, I work all day, and get half-drunk at night.

If I should die, think only this of me, Between what I see and what I say, In this short Life that only lasts an hour Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

[weepingwidar]

Marlon Portales (Cuban, 1991) - The Dance (2025)

[kriemhildsrevenge]

Frank Dicksee Study of armour for the painting ‘The Two Crowns’ in the Tate, London (RA 1900; NO1839); turned to front, with reins in left hand Brush drawing in grey wash, touched with white, over graphite, on grey paper