Sometimes You Get Lucky

Three of my short stories that got it right…kinda.

A carny fortune-telling booth called the “Temple of Knowledge.” A red sci-fi robot peeks out from the edge of it.

I am on record on the subject of science fiction writers predicting the future: we do not. Thank goodness we don’t predict the future! If the future were predictable, then nothing any of us did would matter, because the same future would arrive, just the same. The unpredictability of the future is due to human agency, something the best science fiction writers understand to their bones. Fatalism is for corpses.

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