Bewildering Stories

Channie Greenberg

KJ Hannah Greenberg

Bewildering Stories biography

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Take me to your leader??

photo © Yiftach Paltrowitz, 2011

Channie Greenberg has been reading speculative fiction long enough to remember a “science fiction” story that pivoted on the idea that a boss could be a woman and a subordinate could be a man. Decades later, Channie discovered that fantastic prose embraces women as mentally and physically muscular and that editors continue to wrap new-fangled rubrics around old-fangled writing.

Although neither a “steampunker” nor an admirer of “goth,” Channie likes creativity’s power. Accordingly, she doesn’t mind being labeled “a writer of slipstream fiction.” To wit, her worlds are as readily populated by Furries, by gelatinous monsters, by devious rodents, and by misguided aliens as they are by troubled lovers, by overwhelmed parents, and by opportunistic shopkeepers.

In fact, Channie, a handful of bug-eyed intergalactic beasts, and her ever-faithful hibernaculum of imaginary hedgehogs, make a point of writing not only for consumers of cosmic news, but also for people (and monsters) who like flowery poetry, who are experiencing identity crises, and who play oboe from orchestras’ second chairs. They eat oatmeal, too.

That team of real and otherworldly brawn and beauty manufactures heaps of words, as evidenced by:

What’s more, they slush or slushed for Sotto Voce, for Bound Off, and for Bewildering Stories, and wrote reviews for Tangent. As well, that gal and her pretend pals were nominated in 2009, and in 2011, for the Pushcart Prize, shamelessly accepted National Endowment for the Humanities monies in 1989, and saw Conversations on Communication Ethics (Praeger, 1991) published, and Watercolors (Scotch & Soda Productions, 1979) produced.

As a solo act (separate from her make-believe critters), Channie writes or wrote columns/ blogs for: The Jerusalem Post, Natural Jewish Parenting, Kindred, The Mother Magazine, and Type-A Parent.

Others of Channie’s ambitions, beyond rounding up all of the dust bunnies under her sofa, include finishing:

Securing sane contracts for:

And crying at the weddings of each of her children. She means to improve her butterfly stroke and to catch up on her naps, too.

Copyright © 2009-present by Channie Greenberg

Bewildering Stories bibliography

Prose Fiction Poetry
Recumbent Riches
Opening Remarks in the Sociology Department
That Thermochromic Element
Little Life Alterations
To Be Millionaires, We’d Have Gone Into Dermatology
The Husband Remaking Machine
Betting on the Outfield
Powered by Gas
Outcursed
Shuffling Through Onion Grass
Guess My Vocation
A Few Constructive Observations
The Process of Becoming a Noncorporeal Being
Suboptimal
The Telemarketer and the Would-Be Strumpet
On Not Weighing the Moral Turpitudes of Common Man
An Awkward Letter
Mendicancy
Erudition
For Hadara: Old Katamon’s Citrus-Inspired Ceramics
I’m So Glad We Took Over
A Quick Sociology Lesson
Past the Halflings’ Village
Casters of Pornographic Derision
Reduced Acuity
Bucking at Social Mores
Coins and Fleas: Committed Beggars
Spring Ahead
Your Knees Remain Extant: Deriding an Internet Hussy
Pit Bulls Plus Pigeons
Mama’s Mundane Witnessing
The Costs of Ransoming an Ugly Princess
Cobbling Books in Ten-Minute Intervals

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