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Today’s Women in SF&F Month guest is Sonia Tagliareni! Her novel Deathbringer, which is described as “a dark academia romantasy steeped in necromancy, forbidden love and a twisty murder mystery set within the perilous halls of a magical institute,” will be published on April 28 in the UK and May 19 in the US. I’m delighted she’s here today to discuss her main character—a death mage who despises her ability—in “Does a Soft Female Lead Belong in SFF?”

Deluxe Edition Cover of Deathbringer by Sonia Tagliareni

About Deathbringer:

Order the deluxe limited edition of Deathbringer now—a stunning, collectible hardcover edition featuring stenciled edges, endpapers, and a foil-stamped case—only available on the first printing while supplies last!

For fans of Naomi Novik and Kerri Maniscalco, “a slow-burn dark academia filled with delicious yearning, dripping with atmosphere, and a compelling mystery” (Ellis Hunter, author of Blood Bound) about a death mage who hates her magic and a poison mage who hates her that are forced to work together to stop a killer before one of them is next.

Everything about Sylas Archyr feels like a sin.

Born with the ability to speak with the dead, Viola’s magic killed her sister, Olivia, and if she doesn’t learn why, it will kill her too. Her only hope lies within the perilous walls of Gorhail Institute of Magic, where Olivia spent her final days.

There, Viola clashes with Sylas, a poison mage whose magic stems from three magical snakes. Immortal, tormented, and reckless, Sylas is tethered to a life he never asked for and haunted by guilt for his father’s death. His hatred for death mages runs deep, and he’s determined to keep Viola at a distance. But when an attack forces him to heal her, their fates become intertwined by a magical bond that threatens to upend his loyalties—and his common sense.

As more students start turning up dead, Viola and Sylas are drawn into an uneasy alliance that pulls them deeper into Gorhail’s treacherous passageways, where secrets fester beneath the stone and the dead do not rest. And as enemy lines begin to blur and their undeniable attraction grows, Viola and Sylas uncover a chilling conspiracy: someone is hunting mages for their magical relics, and if they can’t uncover the killer in time, Viola will be next.

Does a Soft Female Lead Belong in SFF?
Sonia Tagliareni

What makes a female character strong? Somewhere along the way, the definition of strength became muddled, wrapped in this patriarchal aesthetic of what it means to be a strong female lead in SFF. That strength is often highlighted by the physical capabilities the character brings to the table. Now this isn’t to say we don’t need our fearless master swordsmith on an insatiable quest for revenge or our gifted assassin with a sharp tongue. We have loved them for decades, and we will continue to love them, but where does that leave our soft, quiet female leads? Those who don’t know how to fight, those who are terrible at honing their magic, those who fail more than they win? Let me introduce you to Viola, my main character in Deathbringer.

Viola hates her magic. She has no desire to become Gorhail’s next great mage, and this remains unchanged for a while. When her sister dies, she needs to set aside that hatred and exist amongst people possessing the very magic she despises to solve her murder. Spoiler: it doesn’t go well. What I love about Viola is that despite not knowing how to practice magic, despite being terrified of this new world she’s thrown in, despite risking death as she undertakes this journey, she’s resilient. She knows she’s out of her depth, but she still tries. She trusts as easily as she forgives, she makes mistakes, and above all, she is painfully and wholly human.

Everyone around Viola is far more magically accomplished than her at Gorhail Institute. In theory, there’s zero reason for her to succeed in her quest there; it would be impossible (and frankly preposterous) for her to master decades of magic within a few days, and chasing after a murderer alone is a recipe for disaster. And yet, through her wit, her kindness and compassion, she manages to carve her place among the rest of the cast and proves to be an asset to them. Her strength lies in her empathy, in her readiness to help, her willingness to forgive not just others but herself.

Through her journey, I kept asking myself: how does she remain so soft when the world around her is constantly trying to sharpen her edges? I quickly understood that she wasn’t a character that needed sharpening to shine—she just needed permission to be human. And that was one of my non-negotiables about Viola (to be honest, she refused to be written any other way!)—I needed her to be exactly like all the other girls. That’s what made her so compelling to write.

Now…per the patriarchal definition of strength, Viola isn’t fit to lead a story. She has often been described as “too quiet” or “weak” or “boring because she’s too nice”. I like to joke that one of the tropes in Deathbringer is the “unchosen one” because Viola just does not want to be there; she fails a lot and needs quite a bit of help. Still, what’s fascinating about her is that she isn’t afraid to be vulnerable, and she will accept help when she really needs it. And I think that there is a formidable strength in vulnerability, in a character who can sit with their limitations, acknowledging them and working past them to achieve their goal. That’s why I wrote her. Soft girls deserve adventures too, and their ability to wield a weapon shouldn’t be the sole determination of whether they fit in a fantasy novel or not.

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Sonia Tagliareni is a fantasy author who’s always looking for the next best cup of tea. The first story she wrote was a murder mystery for French class at thirteen, and rumor has it the murderer outsmarted her but also left her with a deep love of storytelling. Born and raised in Mauritius, she moved to the United States before deciding she prefers to hop around the world. If she’s not glued to her laptop, you can find her dragging her husband and son to high tea. Visit SoniaTagliareni.com for more information.

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Today’s Women in SF&F Month guest is Nghi Vo! Her short stories and novelettes include the Hugo Award winner “Stitched to Skin like Family Is” and the Shirley Jackson Award winner “What the Dead Know.” She is also the author of the fantasy novels Siren Queen, which was a World Fantasy, Locus, and Ignyte Award finalist, and The City in Glass, which was a finalist for the Mythopoeic Fantasy and Locus Awards plus the Ursula K. Le Guin Prize. Her next book, A Long and Speaking Silence, will be released on May 5 and is the seventh installment in The Singing Hills Cycle, a series of novellas inspired by East Asian and Southeast Asian history and mythology that begins with the Hugo and Crawford Award–winning book The Empress of Salt and Fortune. I’m excited she’s here today to discuss what she’s discovered about writing routines in “No Wrong Schedules.”

Cover of A Long and Speaking Silence by Nghi Vo

About A Long and Speaking Silence:

A LONG AND SPEAKING SILENCE is a stand-alone story of refugees, roots, and finding one’s place in the world. It expands upon the beautifully imagined, immersive universe Vo introduced in The Empress of Salt and Fortune. This is a fantastic entry point into the series that has been shortlisted for the Lambda Literary Award, the Locus Award, and the Ignyte Award, and has won the Crawford Award and the Hugo Award.

On the banks of the Ya-lé River, the town of Luntien gathers to celebrate the start of the rainy season, but the celebration is marred by the arrival of refugees from the sea. Everyone has a story about the foreigners newly in their midst—lazy, violent, unwanted—while the refugees themselves grieve the loss of the home they loved. Cleric Chih, very recently still Novice Chih, is also a stranger in Luntien. With their hoopoe companion Almost Brilliant by their side, Chih must help the refugees while also unraveling a mystery that may have roots in their own faraway home in the abbey of Singing Hills.

No Wrong Schedules
by Nghi Vo

A while back, I was up for the Ursula K. Le Guin Prize for Fiction. Didn’t win, but I did get this fantastic framed piece of art: a cartoon self-portrait of Le Guin herself, back to the viewer at her desk and working away, a cat keeping her company. I loved it and hung it over my own desk, where my own cat often stares up at me angrily.

I don’t pretend to have a lot in common with the esteemed and much-missed Le Guin, but I do smile a little wistfully when I look at her workspace in that cartoon. It reminds me of her famous schedule that gets passed around in writing spaces so often, the one that starts with getting to work at 7:15AM and knocking off at noon for lunch. It describes a routine devoted to art and tolerable existence, firmly bordered and gorgeously orderly. Every time this beautiful thing comes my way, I’m fired with the urge to try something similar. You know, up with an alarm, a routine that can be contained by normal space and time, a cat that doesn’t have to worry about when I’ll be returning home from sea.

And every time I try it, it works for like a week at most, and soon enough, I’m up ‘til 4AM, eating quarter-cups of shredded cheese and calling it dinner, and on the phone with my best friend Carolyn saying something like “Oh yeah, no, I can totally come over, I’ll work after I get home.” At this point, I don’t know if it’s a lack of discipline, some weird brain chemistry or some small part of me that just hates order, but the regular schedule with its beautiful boundaries and predictable outcomes doesn’t seem to be for me.

I guess it makes a certain amount of sense. Before I was a novelist, I was a freelancer, writing mostly, but available for whatever other gigs might come along and make me some rent money. I was pretty used to working a catering gig for a week, transporting library books for a month, and settling in to write 20,000 words on vacuum cleaner parts for a while after that.

I dragged my laptop from place to place, and I set up wherever I could, including the lunchroom at my tech support job, the library where my then-partner went to college, and my friend’s living room on an old wooden TV tray. I had a desk, I always had a desk, and writing did happen there, but mostly it happened when I had been kicked out of the other places.

I like to think I’ve come along in my career since then (at least, there are no more vacuum cleaner parts in my immediate future), but some things haven’t changed.

I was working at my desk ’til dawn last Friday, and a few days before that I was typing away at one of the counters at O’Hare International Airport. I don’t have a great relationship with O’Hare, but I have gotten several thousand words of various things typed up in Terminal G. I do a good chunk of writing these days in the control room of a recording studio in Milwaukee, that’s a fun one, and in Carolyn’s guest room in northern Illinois. Right now, I’m at my local library, pleased to have found an outlet so I can stay a little longer. It’s a nice day, so in a bit, I’m probably going to go wander around for a while, and then head home and write some more at that desk I like so much.*

As I’ve started to do events and meet other writers, something that I’ve never really done much before, I’ve met a lot of people who are worried that they’re doing it wrong, writing wrong, researching wrong, existing wrong, maybe. Mostly what I tell them is that if words are getting on the page, there’s only so wrong it can go. Books begin and end with words on the page, and they really don’t care how they get there. You can write books on a beautiful schedule that’s the envy of most of speculative fiction publishing. You can also write books sitting cross-legged on the ground at Dulles International Airport during a winter storm. Did you get words on the page? Then you’re doing it right.

I’ll likely try something like Le Guin’s schedule again. It’s good to try things, and I’ll probably enjoy it while I’m on it. At the same time, I’m aware that a few weeks after that, I’ll be curled up on Carolyn’s couch, trying to keep her cat Bailey from headbutting my laptop to the floor, making wordcount at 3 in the morning.

Knowing me, I’ll probably enjoy that too.

 

*I do use it for work. It’s just also the best place for the sewing kit, the fountain pen repair supplies, the computer repair kit, the watercolors, the jewelry-making stuff, and the cat. There’s a lot going on in there!

Photo of Nghi Vo NGHI VO is the author of the novels Siren Queen and The Chosen and the Beautiful, as well as the acclaimed novellas of the Singing Hills Cycle, which began with The Empress of Salt and Fortune. The series entries have been finalists for the Nebula Award, the Locus Award, and the Lambda Literary Award, and have won the Crawford Award, the Ignyte Award, and the Hugo Award. Born in Illinois, she now lives on the shores of Lake Michigan. She believes in the ritual of lipstick, the power of stories, and the right to change your mind.

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It’s a new week of Women in SF&F Month, starting with a new guest post by Isabel J. Kim! Her short fiction has been selected for inclusion in The Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy 2023, 2024, and 2025, and it has been on the Locus Recommended Reading List multiple times. Some of her more recent short stories are “Why Don’t We Just Kill the Kid in the Omelas Hole,” a Nebula, Locus, and BSFA Award winner and Hugo Award finalist; “Wire Mother,” a 2026 Locus Award finalist; and “Freediver.” Her science fiction story “Homecoming is Just Another Word for the Sublimation of the Self” is the basis for her first novel, Sublimation, coming June 2. I’m thrilled she’s here today to discuss creating characters, particularly those of a different gender, in “Writing the Other.”

Cover of Sublimation by Isabel J. Kim

About Sublimation:

Doppelgängers, corporate intrigue, heartbreak, betrayal, and the harsh permanence of the border: Sublimation is a thrilling and provocative debut for fans of Severance that asks what you’d sacrifice for a different life from award-winning author Isabel J. Kim.

The border cuts you in two.

When you immigrate, you leave a copy of yourself behind, an instance. One person enters their new country; the other stays trapped at home.

Some instances keep in touch, call each other daily, keep their lives and minds in sync in the hopes of reintegrating and resuming a life as one person. Others, like Soyoung Rose Kang, leave home at ten years old and never speak to their other selves again. Rose, in America, never imagined going back to Korea until her grandfather died and her Korean instance called her home for the funeral.

She doesn’t know that Soyoung plans to steal her body and her life.

How far would you go to live the choice you didn’t make?

Writing the Other

Shortly before I left the law firm, I had a conversation with my coworkers that I still think about today. We were in a bar—we were lawyers, of course we were in a bar—after work, and one of my friends leaned over and asked me, How do you write men? Followed by the questions, How is writing men different than writing women? Was it hard to learn?

The underlying assumption girding the question was: To write a different gender was a really difficult thing to do, and there were material tactics and facts that a person needed to learn to write another gender.

Which, yes, I suppose there are, the same way that there are tactics and facts one needs to learn to write a wizard in a faraway kingdom, or a spaceship pilot in the 54th century, or a deep-sea researcher diving in the oceans of Europa. Gender isn’t markedly more difficult than any of that. And people with gender? They live on earth, and you can even ask them about their lived experiences.

All pithy comments aside, “writing other genders” is an interesting thing to discuss, especially since “men writing women badly” comes up as a topic fairly often, and occasionally the converse, “women writing men inaccurately” is discussed, and even more rarely, “writing nonbinary people or other genders in any capacity at all” gets discussed. (Given the makeup of your social group and social media presence, you may have seen different opinions in different percentages.) And it’s a fair point, that when you begin writing, characterizing people who are different from you can be daunting, and the first thing a person is likely to try is writing a different gender.

In that sense, “writing gender” is an interesting way to talk about “writing the other,” which is pretty much all writing, especially fantasy and science fiction. I think about writing other perspectives a lot, because my own background is fairly diverse—I’m a Korean-American woman, and I spent part of my childhood overseas in Korea. But English was my first language and I read mostly western novels, where it felt like every protagonist was a white man, and the assumption of the writer was that only other white men would read these stories, not a ten-year-old Korean-American girl going to international school. Very poor future-proofing on these authors’ parts.

In contrast, it felt that often when an Asian woman was being written, she was a hastily sketched 2D orientalist stereotype. And even when an author was attempting to create a fully realized Asian woman, there would often be a significant overemphasis on her “otherness.” This all gave me a strong sense that I was in love with a genre that would never love me back, or ever think of me as a human being with human thoughts and human desires. Again: who will think of the precocious ten-year-old Korean-American girl?

Jokes aside, my experience reading speculative fiction was a kind of forced empathy. To enjoy the genre I had to get really good at empathizing with others and foreign situations very quickly. Similarly, my experience with writing was an exercise in both learning to make my characters relatable and empathetic to an audience who I had to assume came from a different background than I did. I don’t mean to sound self-pitying—I think to a large extent learning to make their specific human experience legible to the greater human population is the experience every writer should go through.

I also believe things are a lot better now both globally and in the speculative fiction space. The diversity of representation available to weird little Asian girls today is far greater than it was when I was younger. Even in these trying times, I do think the majority of people writing thoughtful fiction care about depicting the world and the people in it accurately and non-stereotypically. But I also think it’s easy to assume that “writing the other correctly” is a harder thing to do than it actually is, and simultaneously, I think there are also a lot of common pitfalls that an early-career author can fall into.

So, here is my checklist of things I remind myself whenever I’m writing a different gender, and by gender, I of course, mean “anything out of my comfort zone.”

  1. Everyone in the world, every single POV character, is just some guy, and from their point of view, they’re normal. They aren’t thinking about the things that make themselves different from you; to them, their characteristics are just background.
  2. The amount a character is thinking about gender is in and of itself a character trait. Think about how often you think about yours. You aren’t going about your day thinking about your gender unless it’s a particular friction point.
  3. Think about why a particular character is a particular gender: Are you trying to fulfill or subvert an archetype? Is this character a woman because you need a character that takes a more “passive” role in the story?
  4. A character isn’t usually thinking about their dimorphic characteristics that much, unless it is immediately relevant, or they have a character reason to be thinking about these characteristics. How often do you think about the color of your eyes? Or about your height? These things are apparent to the others around a person, but despite being relevant to the person’s life experience, they aren’t consciously thinking about them until it is brought up.
  5. Goals aren’t usually gendered or generalizable. People want specific things that are specific to their personality.
  6. When goals are gendered or a manifestation of societal trends, then the friction between the character’s goal and the larger societal mandate is often interesting. For example, if a woman wants to be a mother, but she’s a twenty-five-year-old single woman working in investment banking, she has two conflicting societal mandates—”succeed in her career” and “have a family.”
  7. How a character thinks about or interacts with others of different genders reveals more about the character than it does of the people they interact with. If a character’s POV talks a lot about how other characters look, well, that says something about the character, not about women, or men, or any gender as a whole.
  8. There’s no one way someone of a given gender notices potential romantic partners; the spectrum of traits that a person notices is very wide.
  9. Gendered socialization begins early, but the extent to which a person experiences gendered socialization as a positive or negative thing is an individual character difference—especially if the character isn’t cisgender.

And, to give an example of how I think about the ideas in this checklist when writing characters, I’m going to walk through the two main characters from my debut novel, Rose and Soyoung. The added twist here is that Rose and Soyoung are the same person, but one was raised in Korea, and the other was raised in America—so the gender norms that each character is working in are culturally distinct.

Neither Rose nor Soyoung thinks about their gender or ethnicity until it becomes relevant. Because Rose lives in America, she thinks about ethnicity more than Soyoung does, because she’s part of an ethnic minority in a multicultural society, and the narration from her perspective will occasionally mention her feelings on the subject. Because Soyoung lives in a more sexist society, she mentions gender a little more in her narration.

Both characters have relatively privileged lives, and because of temperament, don’t feel restricted by their gender. Therefore, they’re mostly going to consider it when they think they can use their gender and the stereotypes around it to their advantage. This is also the situation in which they’re thinking the most about their appearances, as well as when they’re trying to compare themselves to each other. The only other reason they think about their appearances is in the scenario where they’re attracted to someone and wonder how they might measure up in that someone’s mind.

With regards to their goals, Soyoung, having closer ties to her family and her culture, has absorbed more messaging around the path she “should” take in life, i.e., marriage and kids. And while she wants these things, she’s also primarily interested in something she thinks she shouldn’t want. Rose, on the other hand, doesn’t have as much baggage related to prescriptive life paths, and what she wants is unrelated to her gender.

And so on and so forth, as I work through how the characters relate to their genders.

The list isn’t exhaustive or prescriptive, and I write it mostly to encourage people to think through the process by which they attempt to create fully realized characters, and to examine their biases while doing so. At the end of the day, writing gender is a matter of making a number of choices that distill the general contours of human experience into the specific expression of one individual human, who exists within those general contours of human socialization and experience.

Or, to put it in sillier terms, you are not writing Every Woman Who Ever Existed. You are writing One Specific Woman. However, this One Specific Woman is going to be influenced by the existing norms of her society. Therefore, whether the One Specific Woman reads accurately as “A Woman” is going to at least partially depend on how she interfaces with what she knows are the stereotypical markers of Being A Woman or the Common Woman Experiences. But more importantly, whether she comes across as a fully realized person is going to depend on whether you characterized her as a person, more than any accuracy around her as a “A Woman.” And you can rephrase “Woman” with “Man,” “Person of Ethnicity Other Than Your Own” or “Spaceship Captain” as needed.

Or, to answer my coworker’s question from the beginning, I write other genders by situating a person within the context of their entire existence. If you want to bake a pie, you must first invent the universe.

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Isabel J. Kim lives near New York City in an apartment filled with books and swords. She is the author of numerous short stories and has won the Nebula, Locus, BSFA and the Shirley Jackson Award. Her work has been translated into multiple languages and reprinted in multiple best of the year anthologies. When she’s not writing, she’s practicing law or podcasting. Sublimation is her first novel.

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The fifteenth annual Women in SF&F Month continues with three new guest posts coming up this week, starting with a new one tomorrow. Thank you so much to last week’s guests for another wonderful week of essays!

The new guest posts will be going up on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday this week, but before announcing the upcoming schedule, here are last week’s essays in case you missed any of them.

All guest posts from April 2026 can be found here, and last week’s guest posts were:

There is a giveaway of two copies of Samantha Mills’s upcoming collection Rabbit Test and Other Stories: one print copy for a US reader and an ebook for someone outside the US. This closes at the end of the day on Monday, April 20, so there are only a couple of days left to enter!

And there are more guest posts coming up this week, starting tomorrow! This week’s essays are by:

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April 20: Isabel J. Kim (Sublimation, “Why Don’t We Just Kill the Kid in the Omelas Hole“)
April 22: Nghi Vo (The Singing Hills Cycle, Siren Queen)
April 24: Sonia Tagliareni (Deathbringer)

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Today’s Women in SF&F Month guest is Tesia Tsai! Her young adult fantasy novel released earlier this week, Deathly Fates, is described as a “a sweeping debut inspired by the Chinese folk practice of necromancy…perfect for fans of Descendant of the Crane, The Bone Shard Daughter, and A Magic Steeped in Poison.” I’m happy she’s here today to share about the women she writes in “The Fate of the Eldest Daughter.”

Cover of Deathly Fates by Tesia Tsai

About Deathly Fates:

A sweeping debut inspired by the Chinese folk practice of necromancy, Deathly Fates is perfect for fans of Descendant of the Crane, The Bone Shard Daughter, and A Magic Steeped in Poison.

As a priestess paid to guide the deceased home, Kang Siying has never feared death. However, when her beloved father collapses, Siying realizes that even she is not free from the cruel grasp of mortality. Desperate to provide her father with the medical aid he needs, Siying accepts a dangerous job that promises a generous commission, and travels to a hostile state to retrieve the corpse of a missing prince.

But the moment Siying places her reanimation talisman on the dead prince’s head, rather than make the corpse obedient to Siying’s commands, the talisman brings the prince back to life. Worse, he won’t stay alive for long—not unless he absorbs enough qi, or life force, to keep his soul anchored to his body.

In return for a reward worth twice her original commission, Siying agrees to aid the frustratingly handsome prince in finding and purifying evil spirits for their qi. As they journey across the countryside, encountering vengeful ghosts and enemy spies alike, they gradually uncover dark secrets about the prince’s death—secrets that could endanger both Siying’s father and their entire kingdom.

THE FATE OF THE ELDEST DAUGHTER

“Afflicted by a terminal uniqueness” is how songwriter Taylor Swift describes the experience of being an eldest daughter. I find afflicted to be an apt word for how I write my female protagonists, including Siying in Deathly Fates. Because I’m an eldest daughter too, this “terminal” condition perpetually permeates my characters, whether they’re the oldest or not. Eldest daughters always want more, but they go about it in all the wrong ways. They want independence, praise, peace, fulfillment⁠—and they believe that if they just work hard enough, sacrifice enough, and impress the right people, they can achieve it all.

But often, they⁠ can’t.

And that’s a paradox I love exploring in my novels. I write women I deeply relate to⁠—ones who really are trying their best but who too easily burn themselves out doing what they’ve been taught is the right, or only, way. I start their stories in that place of iron stubbornness, allowing them to suffer the consequences of their well-intentioned actions. And then I let them grow in other directions. I nudge them down paths that offer a different way, a different answer, to obtaining happiness, not only for their loved ones but also for them. Because that’s really what eldest daughters⁠—and most people⁠—want: to thrive alongside those they care about.

Admittedly, this is a goal I’m still working toward constantly in my own life. Which is probably why my characters become the guinea pigs to my personal research on how to hold tight to myself while loving others. Through women like Siying, and in the safety net of fiction, I convince myself that the alternative is possible, that I don’t have to bury my own heart to make room for another’s. I give myself a peek into what my life could be like when I put my needs first and see how that actually benefits everyone around me.

This affliction⁠ of being the “perfect” eldest daughter may be chronic, but it doesn’t have to be terminal. And ultimately, that’s what I hope my stories can convey to the readers who come across them⁠—the overachieving martyrs, selfless caretakers, and capable, bright women who deserve to be truly happy.

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Photography by Stephen Bentley

Tesia Tsai was born in Los Angeles to immigrant parents from Taiwan. She currently teaches at Brigham Young University, and lives with her husband, two cats, and a dog in Utah. When not writing or reading, she enjoys watching Asian dramas, playing video games, and planning her next trip.

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Today’s Women in SF&F Month guest post is by E. J. Swift! Her short fiction includes the BSFA Award finalist “Saga’s Children,” first published in the anthology The Lowest Heaven and later in The Best British Fantasy 2014, and “The Complex,” first published in Interzone and later in The Best British Fantasy 2013. Her two latest novels are The Coral Bones, an Arthur C. Clarke Award and BSFA Award finalist, and When There Are Wolves Again, the 2025 BSFA Award winner for Best Novel. I’m delighted she’s here today to discuss the natural world and these two science fiction novels in “Reclaiming space in the great outdoors.”

Cover of When There Are Wolves Again by E. J. Swift

About When There Are Wolves Again:

Decades from now, two women sit beside a campfire and reflect on their life stories.

Activist Lucy’s earliest memories are of living with her grandparents during the 2020 pandemic and discovering her grandmother’s love of birds. Filmmaker Hester was born on the day of the Chornobyl explosion and visits the site years later to film its feral dogs in the Exclusion Zone. Here she meets Lux, the wolf dog who will give her life meaning.

Over half a century, their journeys take them from London to the Highlands to Somerset, through protests, family rifts, and personal tragedy. Lucy joins the fight to restore Britain’s depleted natural habitats and revive the species who once shared the island, whilst Hester strives to give a voice to those who cannot speak for themselves.

Both dream of a time when there are wolves again.

Reclaiming space in the great outdoors

The natural world has been a topic close to my heart for as long as I can remember, but the way in which that passion has manifested has shifted over the years. From a young age, I loved David Attenborough documentaries and stories about wildlife. My copy of Colin Dann’s The Animals of Farthing Wood was falling apart from re-reading, and I’d happily spend hours perusing The Usborne Naturetrail Omnibus, some pages of which I can still visualise quite clearly. Whilst hugely formative, I can see now that much of this childhood experience—living in a suburban town, just outside of London—was filtered through media, rather than spending time in or adjacent to nature, in all its glorious messiness. The knowledge I gleaned came primarily from books.

Today, as someone who loves gardening, birding, and spending as much time as possible outdoors, I’m still not able to identify more than a handful of wildflowers or trees, but nature writing continues to be one of my great pleasures. And as an adult reader, it quickly became evident that this field has long been dominated by men–or to quote Kathleen Jamie’s famous essay: ‘What’s that coming over the hill? A white, middle-class Englishman! A Lone Enraptured Male! From Cambridge!’

The genre is getting more diverse, but there’s still a long way to go. In my reading both for pleasure and for research, I’ve sought out women’s voices in nature writing, and taken inspiration from writers such as Cal Flyn, Kyo Maclear, Kate Bradbury, Sophie Pavelle, Helen Macdonald, Nicola Chester, Jini Reddy, Melissa Harrison, and Sophie Yeo, to name a few. It’s made me think a lot about access, familiarity, and inherited knowledge of the natural world. From a romantic viewpoint, I adore the idea of striking out alone into the wilderness—overnighting in a secluded glen or sleeping by a waterfall, waking up to the dawn chorus. More practically, would I feel comfortable as a lone woman camping in the middle of nowhere? I’m not so sure. And of course, the issue of access and belonging extends to many other identities and communities who may not feel welcome–or who may actively be made to feel unwelcome—in ‘the great outdoors’, although initiatives like Adventure Queens and Flock Together are providing brilliant, inclusive spaces to break down these barriers.

Cover of The Coral Bones by E. J. Swift

Fiction, perhaps, can be another tool in reclaiming this space. In my most recent novels The Coral Bones and When There Are Wolves Again, I’ve explored the impacts of climate breakdown and the biodiversity crisis from two different perspectives—what happens if we don’t act fast enough to address these crises, and what might be gained if we do? In both books, placing women front and centre as naturalists, scientists, practising witches, or simply people who love and advocate for nature, was a critical part of the story.

The Coral Bones mirrors the journeys of three women, connected across the centuries by their deep love of the ocean. In nineteenth-century Sydney Town, teenager Judith must use guile and strategy to pursue her dream of becoming a naturalist in a male-dominated world, knowing she may never receive credit for her work. In the present day, marine biologist Hana has dedicated her life’s work to the fight to save endangered coral reefs. And by the twenty-second century, Restoration Committee agent Telma is tracking down sightings of non-human animals believed to be functionally extinct. Telma works alone, but whilst her assignments may present dangers, she is entirely comfortable within her external environment, and in travelling solo to remote and abandoned regions.

The speculative future of When There Are Wolves Again includes the introduction of a Right to Roam Act. Following the Act, my protagonist Lucy has her first experience of wild camping with her grandmother—albeit with some initial qualms about whether she, a city dweller, can truly belong in this previously inaccessible part of Dartmoor. Later in the novel, and a few decades on, she camps for several weeks alone, needing to retreat from the world for a time. There is no question in her mind as to whether this is an option for her; her sense of belonging has become an assumed norm.

Speculative fiction is a wonderful way to explore ‘what if’ scenarios. Often, these can be cautionary. But they can also offer us a way to imagine more positive futures, and perhaps to bring them closer to our grasp—futures such as a natural inheritance which has room for everyone to take up space.

Photo of E. J. Swift by Ella Kemp
Photography by Ella Kemp
E. J. Swift is the author of six novels including The Coral Bones, which was shortlisted for the BSFA Award for Best Novel, The Kitschies’ Red Tentacle and the Arthur C. Clarke Award. Her latest novel, When There Are Wolves Again, is a Guardian Best Science Fiction Book of 2025 and winner of the BSFA Award for Best Novel 2025.