Size / / /

In a recent tweet, L.D. Lewis pointed out the necessity "mentorship within the short SFF field, wherein the mastheads of existing publications avail themselves to consult with people trying to start a new outlet." We at Strange Horizons acknowledge the value of this, and would like to take up this invitation. With around twenty years of institutional memory to call upon, we hope we can be of some use.

Our several departments - Fiction, Poetry, Reviews, Art, and Articles - have all expressed their availability for conversations about our experiences so far. So, if you are starting - or intending to start - a new outlet, and have any questions for anyone at the Zine, in the first instance, please write to co-ordinating editor Gautam Bhatia (gautam.strangehorizons@gmail.com), or DM him on Twitter (@gautambhatia88). If the questions pertain to the general running of the Zine, Gautam will be more than happy to engage on these issues; and to the extent they fall within the bailiwick of any specific department, he will connect you to the relevant resource person.

We look forward to the conversations, and to paying it forward, and we thank L.D. Lewis for bringing this up.

G.B.



Gautam Bhatia is an Indian speculative fiction writer, and the co-ordinating editor of Strange Horizons. He is the author of the science fiction duology, The Wall (HarperCollins India, 2020) and The Horizon (HarperCollins India, 2021). Both novels featured on Locus Magazine's year-end recommended reading list, and The Wall was shortlisted for the Valley of Words Award for English-language fiction. His short stories have appeared in The Gollancz Book of South Asian Science Fiction and LiveMint magazine. He is based in New Delhi, India.
Current Issue
14 Jun 2026

this desire to mold something more than mere inert earth
How to Court a Siberian Tiger 
Get used to being held inside of her mouth completely.
Log 6324, earthdate unknown 
We didn’t think we’d make it this long, but there were others.
The Keyhole 
A light, he realizes, piercing the dark. It’s coming through the keyhole of the door leading to the living room. But how can it be? There’s no one else in the apartment—hasn’t been for years.
What I’d taken for white beads are actually human teeth, mixed with white crystals I identified (via taste, to Mole’s horror) as salt. Mole looks at the mixture and shudders. I don’t know how to explain why I keep them. As much as I wish to deny the strangeness of our near-death experience…if some wyrdcraft did take place, this feels like a talisman.
view advertisement source code 
“Tired of unrelenting / slogans claiming to promote / social justice?”
The fact of the matter is that the basic acts of our species' survival - sex, birth, nursing - are discomfitingly sticky. They upset the rather delicate balance of mind versus body that we all, one way or another, have to achieve, sending the squishy-meat-sack side surging to the forefront in all its oozy, dripping glory. Werewolf stories expose this side of human existence, which we usually don't highlight. Werewolves excel at externalizing bodily fluids.
Thursday: Nonesuch by Francis Spufford 
Thursday: Fantasy: A Short History by Adam Roberts 
Issue 8 Jun 2026
Issue 1 Jun 2026
Issue 25 May 2026
By: Louis Inglis Hall
Podcast read by: Emmie Christie
Issue 18 May 2026
Issue 11 May 2026
Issue 4 May 2026
Issue 20 Apr 2026
By: Athar Fikry
Podcast read by: Emmie Christie
Issue 13 Apr 2026
Issue 6 Apr 2026
Issue 30 Mar 2026
Load More