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Cast of Wonders 353: Artemis Rising 5 – With Cardamom I’ll Bind Their Lips


With Cardamom I’ll Bind Their Lips

by Beth Cato

In the spring after the war’s end, the soldiers’ spirits began to wander home, and Lady Magdalena bound their lips with cardamom so that they could not speak. (Continue Reading…)

Episode 183: Hat Trick by Beth Cato


Narrated by Rachael K. Jones
Audio production by Jeremy Carter
Originally published in Oomph: A Little Super Goes A Long Way by Crossed Genres Publications


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Show Notes

Beth CatoBeth Cato is the author of THE CLOCKWORK DAGGER steampunk fantasy series from Harper Voyager. Her short fiction is in Urban Fantasy Magazine, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, and Daily Science Fiction. Her story Reading Time appeared in Episode 141 last year. She’s a Hanford, California native transplanted to the Arizona desert, where she lives with her husband, son, and requisite cat. You can follow her online and on Twitter.

 

 

 

Rachael K. JonesThe story is narrated for you by Podcastle co-editor Rachael K. Jones. Rachael grew up in various cities across Europe and North America, picked up (and mostly forgot) six languages, an addiction to running, and a couple degrees. Now she writes speculative fiction in Athens, Georgia, where she lives with her husband. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in a variety of venues, including Shimmer, Lightspeed, Accessing the Future, Strange Horizons, Escape Pod, Crossed Genres, and Daily Science Fiction. She is an editor, a SFWA member, and a secret android. Follow her on Twitter.

 


Theme music is “Appeal to Heavens” by Alexye Nov, available at MusicAlley.com.

Read along with the text of the story.

Cast of Wonders 141: Reading Time and A House in the Forest


Reading Time

by Beth Cato

We began to burn the books, and Dad tried to kill himself.

Almost all of the extra furniture had been burned over the previous month, leaving the upholstery and padding from sofas and chairs heaped on the big bed in what used to be just Mom’s and Dad’s room. Me and Taylor stayed in that room all day since heat rises, and we wore so many layers of clothes that it was hard to go up and down the stairs. Anyway, with so many of the walls and rooms empty, the whole house echoed so their voices really carried from the downstairs library.

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