Letter From The Editor - Issue 59 - October 2017

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Over There
by Tim Pratt
The Multiplicity Has Arrived
by Matthew S. Rotundo
Somewhere My Love
by Stephen Mark Rainey
The End-of-the-World Pool
by Scott M. Roberts
Hologram Bride: Part One
by Jackie Gamber
Folk of the Fringe Serialization
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by Orson Scott Card
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The Multiplicity Has Arrived
    by Matthew S. Rotundo
The Multiplicity Has Arrived
Artwork by Jin Han

Critical mass has been attained, brothers and sisters. The tipping point has been reached. They tell us that we know not the day nor the hour, but I say to you the time is now. The Multiplicity has arrived, brothers and sisters. Can I get an amen?

Spencer Reese started to go into his standard pitch, but she cut him off with a wave of her hand. "Mr. Reese," she said, "I've done my research. I know what you can and can't do. Reese Research and Strategies is a very lean political consulting operation; the staff consists of you and some occasional temps. You're ambitious, but you don't have the resources to run a high-profile campaign from start to finish. You're hired to do specialized work, usually involving the opposition. You are, in other words, a professional character assassin. Your weapon of choice is the Internet."

Spencer, seated across the table from her, met her gaze calmly. She would definitely need some polishing. But at least naïveté was not among her faults.

In that moment, vague recognition flashed in his mind and then faded, gone so quickly he dismissed it.

She wore a tweed jacket and matching skirt over a wiry frame. Weathered, angular features, strong cheekbones, cropped dark hair, frosted at the tips. He guessed she was just into her thirties. Her handshake grip had been firm and reassuringly strong, her smile spare, showing no teeth.

Her name was Diana Gilbertson. The handshake had been good; the wardrobe and the smile needed work. Professional, but a little too hard-edged. She would need softening.

"Am I too blunt for you?" she said.

"I have no problem with directness."

"You were a pioneer of Web-based fundraising. You have developed an extensive network of bloggers, through which you influence political commentators, and ultimately, the news itself. You are among the best at generating publicity and shaping perceptions. Yet you keep a low profile."

"I'm more effective that way."

"Indeed you are. It would not do for people to learn how they've been manipulated, would it?"

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