Celine's fiction and poetry are either forthcoming or published in Translunar Travellers' Lounge, Wyldblood, and Mythaxis, among others. She holds an MA in English Literature. If you lose her at your house party, you’ll probably find her on your rooftop, dancing with the bats.
When the system’s outer colonists are subsumed by smartmetal gone rogue, Winnow finds herself aboard Earth’s makeshift defence fleet. But the Corpsehulk isn’t some simple flesh and chrome invader; it has a vision for humanity, perhaps one that Winnow shares.