Is it wrong that I haven't read anything by James Tiptree, Jr that I can recall?
She wrote mostly ultra-feminist SF (as in, manhating feminist tracts), but a few of her short stories are really beautifully written. There's a collection of her short stories that came out some 20 years ago that's a good look at her work. One of her stories (of course I can't remember the title offhand!) is a wonderfully romantic look at true love.
Her most famous short story was "Houston, We Have a Problem," in which a group of (male) NASA astronauts end up in a future Earth ruled by women, and these MCPs have issues dealing with the fact that they're no longer part of TPTB.
My eyes! My eyes!
Lord, that's worse than I could have imagined.
It would have taken me a hundred years to imagine that.
Gah! That is a seriously creepy toy. It's a horror movie waiting to happen.
It's gonna take me another hundred to get over it.
Seriously, you keep that thing in your house?
You can see why JZ had to stifle her incredulous laughter when she saw it.
It looks like something out of strange mythology. The gift-giver isn't a member of an outre religion, is she?
Seriously, you keep that thing in your house?
Well, now that we have photographic evidence for the unbelieving and I've Freaked Your Shit, we can double bag it and hide it in the bottom of the garbage bin.
Last night, I had arrived before Emily and JZ was feeding Matilda, so I was bustling about with the food and the wine in the kitchen, when I turned around and saw that thing on the table and jumped back about 5 feet. Good lord.
