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OVER 90 YEARS OF AWARDS
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Analog Science Fiction and Fact Magazine
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FROM THE EDITOR
Welcome to Analog Science Fiction and Fact! A lifelong appreciation of science fiction has led me to an incredibly fulfilling career with Analog…
Analog Science Fiction and Fact is the most enduring and popular science fiction magazine in history. Launched in 1930, Analog offers imaginative fiction reflecting the highest standards of scientific accuracy, as well as lively fact articles about current research on the frontiers of real science. A guiding principle for both fiction and provocative opinion columns is the exploration of the impact of science and technology on the human condition.
Meet the pantheon of Analog Science Fiction and Fact authors. In addition to a Who’s Who of outrageously famous writers, you’ll also find short bios of authors in the current issue, in-depth factual articles examining the processes particular authors utilize, and more. Visit often – there’s always something new to discover!
Our September/October issue arrives as summer begins to wind down and fall begins to creep in through the cracks, and we have stories to suit both moods.
Our lead piece is a bit of historical (science-) fiction that wouldn’t fit as well anywhere but Analog: in the early days of America’s entry into WWII, a former minor-league baseball player finds himself contributing to the war effort at an ordnance plant, but he also finds more secrets than he bargained for. What’s going on, and how do some familiar faces figure in? The answers lie in “Kingsbury 1944,” by Michael Cassutt.
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by Michael Cassutt
My name is Alfred Kramer, known for the better part of my life as “Lefty.” I was born April 13, 1920, in Owatonna, Minnesota.
Today is my birthday in 2020, meaning that I’ve reached the unlikely age of one century. I currently live in a geriatric facility in Mesa, Arizona. Though mobility-challenged, I am in decent health, but have learned that my facility is going into lockdown due to a new virus that reminds me of the Spanish Flu that ravaged the country just prior to my birth.
My father died when I was three. My mother, who had attended a teacher’s college prior to marrying him, went to work in a local elementary school.
Aside from the loss of my father, I had an unremarkable childhood. There was always food on the table. My mother always had a position. I was cared for by my grandparents until I was fourteen and entered high school.
I was an above average student, though never much of a reader (something I rectified in adulthood). READ MORE
by Jerry Oltion
The mood in the control room was tense. When everything depends on the next hour or so, people grow quiet and focused. In a little less than an hour, the DART spacecraft would arrive at the asteroid Didymos, and all their effort would go out in a final blaze of glory.
Priya Joshi and her partner in crime—and in practically everything else—Mark Anderson, shared a monitor at the end of the back row. They weren’t directly part of the mission, but as astronauts with extensive EVA training and experience navigating spacecraft, they were there to observe and learn and help if they could. Plus Priya was on NASA’s asteroid exploration team, an as-yet theoretical sub-group of astronauts who might someday actually venture out to one of the Solar System’s flying rocks, and this was her chance to see one up close. Really close. READ MORE