Futurismic, the excellent sf-writers'-group-blog, has just published its second piece of short fiction, "Shibuya no Love" by Hannu Rajaniemi, a Finn living in Edinburgh. The story deals with "Quantum Lovegety" technology, and is jam-packed with eyeball kicks and gracenotes.
The boy looked like a painted little satyr: silver lips and eyelids, orange ash-streaked hair and a heavy gold chain around his neck. He couldn't have been older than twelve, but then in Shibuya a fifteen-year-old was ancient and venerable. The drone of the bass beat that seemed to permeate everything in 109 obscured the rapid-fire exchange between Norie and the boy, but it wasn't long before he smiled hungrily and held his palm out towards Riina, the little pink thing bright against his dark skin like a tiny flower. She took it, and it was still warm from the boy's hand, a living thing almost. Her MasterCard thumbnail sang an inaudible song to the boy's account, and suddenly she was the proud owner of a quantum lovegety.
(Thanks, Jeremy!)
