"You're more poet than anything." I folded my arms and glared at Ian. He sat perched on the edge of the roof, dressed like an adventurer. I coveted every part of his outfit -- the breezy shirt made of course cloth, the sturdy breeches, the leather boots that laced up to his calves, the dagger on his hip. Tomorrow he would set sail to a life I craved more than anything. But did he appreciate his opportunities? No. And I hated him for it. "Do you despise poets, Ingrid?" His voice was sad, but a grin twisted at the corners of his mouth as he finished his question. Those blue eyes of his cut in my direction with a teasing flash. "They don't DO anything." My thoughts and emotions ran in torrents, but I could see his flowing smoothly and quietly. Even in his uneasiness about the morrow, his face was a peaceful as a child falling asleep in his own bed. ...

Oh, great question! I always hope for at least one fantasy. ;) And steampunk would be neat to see again. I also feel like maybe a mystery (or historical mystery) would be something new! But honestly, these anthologies have all had such a great mix of genres, so I'm sure I'll be happy with however FPA turns out!
ReplyDeleteSame here!!!
DeleteI would love to see some modern versions, not really a fan of sc-fi and westerns usually.
ReplyDeleteI know there were some modern ones entered!
DeleteAlso I think one based on...like...a fae circus...would be cool.
(Whistles innocently)