Andrea Tang

Storytelling with genre-bending inclinations & international flavor.

Short Fiction

Forthcoming (Stories You Can Read Soon!)

 

The Man in the Crimson CoatApex Magazine, ed. Jason Sizemore and Lesley Conner.

5,000 words. Cyberpunk noir. Deep in the belly of a city that rots from the inside out, an unlikely pair of strangers ask each other some dangerously loaded questions.

The man pulling music out of the old-world piano at this Fleet Street bar plays minor-key jazz melodies with killer hands.

 

Hungry DemigodsGigaNotoSaurus, ed. Rashida J. Smith.

12,700 words. How do you solve a problem like a Chinese curse on an English schoolboy in Quebec? Local pâtisserie chef and part-time kitchen witch Isabel Chang intends to find out. 

If commuters on the métro noticed the three-legged raven nesting in the stout little Chinese girl’s hair, they evidently counted themselves too replete with Canadian courtesy to remark on the sight.

 

Graveyard Girls on Paper Phoenix WingsGlitterShip, ed. Keffy R.M. Kehrli.

7,300 words. Nothing disrupts a graveyard keeper's routine quite like a flyboy crash-landing in a cemetery haunted by misbehaving women.

The ghosts of Dalaga have been prostitutes and adulterers, god-deniers and conspirators, each new addition finding more creatively myriad ways to spend lives of merrymaking sin before succumbing to death.

 

Cassandra Writes Out of OrderPodCastle, ed. Khaalidah Muhammad-Ali and Jen R. Albert.

3,100 words. A federal government agency hires a poet-prophet to predict the future of the world. This goes about as well as expected.

Marisol's fountain pen rhymes a rain of bombs into existence, plots the precise steps of foreign troop movements to the ba-dum ba-dum ba-dum of iambic pentameter. 

 


Current Portfolio (Stories You Can Read Now!)

 

To Smoke, From Words, June 2017, Secrets of the Goat People, Vol. 2: Resistance, ed. Women Write About Comics.  Available to read through purchase on Gumroad

2,600 words. In mid-twentieth-century China, a classically-educated bourgeois boy and a foreign war refugee tell tales, speak in silence, and survive revolutions. 

Sometimes, Bohai thinks Solhee’s quietude bears the heaviness of things her words-in-print won’t dare. 

 

Pro Patria Mori, June 2017, NewMyths.com, ed. Scott T. Barnes. Available to read online here.

900 words. A tale of war, love, and reincarnation blues.

“We could end it now,” I say, heavy-tongued with truth. The life of you, flicker of warmth, the clock of your heart tick-tick-tick beneath your bones, has always been extinguishable.

 

The Family Business, February 2017, Triptych Tales, ed. Kevin Quirt and Melanie Fogel. Available to read online here.

5,000 words. Beauty and the Beast, with a twist. In which Danny Kim, an American teenager with no particular knowledge of Korea, his uncle, or how to hunt game, is packed off to the coast of Busan one summer, latest Samsung smartphone model in hand, to familiarize himself with all three. Too bad Danny never asked what sort of game he'd be hunting.

“This is like the beginning of one of those terrifying and incredibly child-inappropriate parables where everyone dies in the woods at the end,” observed Danny, with limited enthusiasm.

 

The Moons of Zaaros, December 2016, The Sockdolager, Special Winter Issue: Women of War, Issue 8, ed. Rawles Marie Lumumba. Available to read online here. Full issue additionally available for purchase on Amazon and Gumroad.

4,800 words. Two very different girls from two very different worlds learn to navigate military intrigue, cross-cultural politics, and each other. Spoiler alert –  they've got more in common than they think.

Willhemenia had the same skinny legs and pasty-pale coloring of all her people, Southie-blond hair like anemic corn imports, and Southie-blue eyes like cloudy river water. 

 

The Necromancer's Apprentice, August 2012, Expanded Horizons, Issue 36. Available to read online here. 

6,100 words. You can't relive the past, but as Rin discovers one moon-bright Friday night, you can't always escape it either.

It was no particular mystery to Rin what happened when necromancy went wrong – and it always did go wrong, eventually. Laws banned the practice for a reason, had been passed almost as soon as necromancy itself came into vogue.