Call for Associate Editors!


We’re recruiting! We’re looking to add additional associate editors (also referred to as slush readers) to our team.

PodCastle is an SFWA short fiction market. We’re looking for associate editors who can read and comment upon at least 10–20 stories a week during three to four reading periods spread throughout the year. You’ll be asked to help us select engaging, diverse, well-written, and thought-provoking stories from our unsolicited submissions queue. The most successful slushers will be familiar with our work and be able to identify a good fit. It helps if you’re familiar with our episodes and our submission guidelines. If selected, you will still be able to submit to PodCastle (and any other Escape Artists podcast).

We’re dedicated to publishing fiction that reflects the entire spectrum of the human experience. We acknowledge the realities of unconscious bias and make our best effort to account for it during our review process and expect every one of our associate editors to do the same. 

This is an unpaid, volunteer position. However, we take lowering the barriers to publication and experience seriously and do our best to help associate editors gain experience. We will happily write letters of recommendation or references for both academic and employment applications for our readers.

EA is a tight-knit, welcoming, and inclusive group. We encourage you to ask around about us and our reputation or contact us directly if you have any questions.

If you would like to join our team, please complete our Associate Editor application form and complete the requested exercise. We will be accepting applications until Saturday, April 6, 2019.

We hope to hear from you soon!

Jen Albert and Cherae Clark, Co-editors
Setsu Uzume, Assistant Editor
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PodCastle 566, ARTEMIS RISING DOUBLE FEATURE: Starr Striker Should Remain Capitol City’s Resident Superhero, by Keisha Cole, 10th Grade Student; All the Fishes Singing

Show Notes

“Starr Striker…” is rated PG-13, for giving zero fricks (3 F-bombs).

“All the Fishes, Singing” is rated PG-13, for cuts to skin and scales.


Starr Striker Should Remain Capitol City’s Resident Superhero, by Keisha Cole, 10th Grade Student

By Amanda Helms

Argument

Despite the call to ban Starr Striker from Capitol City for “attacking” Captain Thunder, she should remain our resident superhero. (Continue Reading…)

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PodCastle 565, ARTEMIS RISING: I Am Fire; I Am Tears

Show Notes

PG, for dragon-sisters and bones picked clean.


Ulykke crouched in the darkness, just beyond the sunray’s reach.

Before her, along the forest path, an entourage of huntresses passed on horseback, armed with arrows and blades of finest silver and armor too strong for even Ulykke’s teeth to pierce. Among them, on a dappled-gray mare, rode the princess Dania herself: beloved ruler of Crowwell. Maiden most fair. Usurper of the throne.

The princess’s horse was ill at ease, its nostrils flaring and its eyes darting into the forest where Ulykke followed, just out of sight. It kept to the furthest edge of the path, so that holly-fern and moonwort and dwarf birch brushed the princess’s boots and snagged the hem of her riding skirts. (Continue Reading…)

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PodCastle 564, ARTEMIS RISING: One More Song

Show Notes

Rated: R, for the vengeful justice of seafolk.


One More Song

By Eliza Chan

After Mira closed the door the selkie shed her skin, leaving the mottled grey fur in a heap like stepped-out-of work clothes. Mira handed her one of the many robes hanging on the hat stand and kept her eyes on her blue and green rug, only catching glimpses of the woman’s bruises. There were purple marks the size of fingers on her legs and red, raised lines across her back. Mira blinked rapidly, her hands already clenched into tight fists as she tried to keep her rising anger from bursting its banks.

“How can I help you, Ms. . . . ?” Mira asked.

“Iona, just call me Iona,” the selkie said, knotting the robe tightly at her midriff. She winced visibly and her eyes darted up. Mira moved to her drinks cabinet, deliberately turning her back so the other woman didn’t have to look her in the eye. (Continue Reading…)