The Hugos and covers

One of the big criticisms the Sad Puppies are leveling at the genre is that you can't trust covers to be just SF anymore. Someone is always slipping in some gender or race or diversity or whatever into the story.

I got to thinking about my SF covers.
Pictures and discussion under the cut to spare your feed
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So yeah, my covers look like exactly what they are. Space opera, with gender and sexuality in play, (because people like sex in my galaxy), or SF with social issues (in the tradition of Orwell and Huxley and Atwood).

Six Sentence Sunday

From "The Arcology Job" in Somewhere Out There



Miho typed in the information as he got it, as parts of the map lit up and various routes highlighted. It always amazed Hevik to watch the Aleran’s mind work, faster than any in most Corps, as paths were considered and discarded by what looked like a computer on the holo.

After a long minute, Miho smiled. “Here. We’ll need a high-powered deck cutter, three different suites of virus controlled drones, and six bottles of Cortani liquor.” He smacked the holo with a wide grin.