"A Mask of Flesh"

Sitting alone in the green heat of the forest, far from the road and any observing eyes, Neniza began to craft her mask of flesh.


I have a bit of a personal crusade to open the fantasy field up to a broader range of cultures, but I've long been aware that there are hurdles in the way of that. One of the ways around those hurdles involves poking readers' minds a little bit further open with short stories, until there's enough space for you to cram a novel in.

Which is an abstract way of saying: Mesoamerican fantasy may go down better in small doses, at least to begin with.

So here's the first dose. The setting is based on some research I did a few years ago into Mesoamerican folklore; no one in it is precisely human. They're all roughly human-shaped, but there are different races/species locked into a rigid caste system modeled on pre-Columbian Mayan and Aztec society. This means I'm tossing around words like quetzalcoatl and ocelotlaca. Don't say I didn't warn you.

"A Mask of Flesh" can be found in Mike Allen's lovely anthology Clockwork Phoenix. That's the first volume of an ongoing series; my story "Once a Goddess" is in its successor. To whet your curiosity, here's the table of contents:

I'm pleased to say "A Mask of Flesh," along with eight other stories from this anthology, received an Honorable Mention in Gardner Dozois' twenty-sixth Year's Best Science Fiction.