I’ve been alive a bit longer than you, and dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine, and done things I’d prefer you didn’t. I don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker; I follow my blood, which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain. So I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years, and there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of. You. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you, or because I can’t have you - it has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try… I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength, I’ve seen the best and the worst of you and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are.
The first English translation of a groundbreaking Brazilian anthology of science fiction stories set in sustainable future worlds.
In 2012, the Brazilian publisher Editora Draco released an anthology of optimistic science fiction stories titled Solarpunk: Histórias ecológicas e fantásticas em um mundo sustentável. The term “solarpunk” has been steadily gaining momentum in the English-speaking world to describe an aesthetic of hopeful, eco-friendly futures, stories that try to shift us away from the dystopian mindset that has been so prominent in recent science fiction. Now, World Weaver Press, a US-based small publisher, has the opportunity to bring the stories from this groundbreaking Brazilian anthology to an English-speaking readership.
Translated for the first time from Portuguese to English by Fábio Fernandes, Solarpunk: Ecological and Fantastic Stories in a Sustainable World features nine authors from Brazil and Portugal. (Click the link to see full author and editor bios!) Funding the translation is our priority, but if we are successful, we plan to also create a brand new anthology to add more voices to the solarpunk conversation.
Anthologist: Sarena Ulibarri Open for Submissions: August 15, 2017 - November 15, 2017 Expected Publication: Summer 2018 Story Length: up to 8,000 words Payment: TBD (Determined by Kickstarter success—see Stretch Goals above!)
Solarpunk is a type of eco-conscious science fiction that imagines an optimistic future founded on renewable energies. It might take place in a wind-powered skyscraper or on a solar-powered robotic farm, in a bustling green-roofed metropolis or in a small but tech-saavy desert village. Often coupled with an art nouveau aesthetic, and always inclusive and diverse, solarpunk stories show the ways we have adapted to climate change, or the ways we have overcome it. For this anthology, I want to see solarpunk summers. Show me futuristic stories that take place in summer, whether that involves a summer night in a rooftop garden, or characters adapting to extreme heat and weather, or an annual migration to cooler lands. Keep it planet-based (Earth or other), and optimistic. Solarpunk worlds aren’t necessarily utopias, but they definitely aren’t dystopias.
Alex being a gentleman and holding doors open for you because he’s a gentleman like that
“I’m not scared of you, Alex.” Followed by a quick glance from him before he pulls you towards him by the waist and kisses you, twirling you around while your lips still touch
He would be pretty protective of you, not wanting to leave you alone in battles, but at the same time he would want to be as far away from you as possible so he was less likely to accidentally hit you
Summer evenings spent lying against him on the school grounds. Alex’s arms around your waist and his chin rested on your shoulder
You’d lie back on the grass together, holding hands and cloud gazing
“Where do we go from here, Alex?” “Anywhere you like, doll.”
Alex would always hold you from behind, his strong arms around your waist and his chin either on the top of your head or your shoulder. He’d lean around to kiss you on the cheek occasionally
Him always complimenting you on your appearance and just in general - he loves you.
If you were stressed he would take your face in his hands and lean down, “Hey, you’re okay. We’re going to be okay, I’m here for you.” He’d say in a deep, soft voice. Making sure he saw an improvement in your eyes before pressing your lips to his and just holding you, rocking from side to side.
You’d talk about everything together. Life, family, the future, the present, fictional places. You’d listen to everything he said and he’d do the same for you. Laying or sitting beside each other, Alex’s hand running up and down your arm or leg gently.
Alex would catch your gaze in a room full of people and a small smile would form on his face as he watched you try to ignore him and focus on everyone else. But he’d see the redness in your cheeks, he’d see it. And it would be the most adorable thing ever for him
Nights spent dancing to music, just in each others company.
Alex and yourself would share all your insecurities with each other and you’d talk about it and it would help because he’s Alex and you’re you and you’re perfect together.