'My heart is a fish, hiding in the water-grass.'īreq has found someone in the snow: a stranger to everyone on this planet, a thousand years old, a relic out of time - but despite all that, Breq remembers.īreq used to be the ship that carried them both. Your purchase helps support NPR programming. It’ll help you get some kind of a handle on what sort of thing it is you’re trying to produce.Close overlay Buy Featured Book Title Ancillary Justice Author Ann Leckie And I strongly recommend reading the entire Query Shark archive. You’ll notice I didn’t get the entire plot in there–it really doesn’t go much further than the first chapter.įor those of you about to embark on your own query letters–my sincere condolences. Thank you for your time, and your attention, I am also the editor of the webzine GigaNotoSaurus. My short fiction has appeared in Strange Horizons, Realms of Fantasy, Subterranean Magazine, and three volumes of Rich Horton’s best of the year anthologies.

JUSTICE OF TOREN is a Cherryh-flavored space opera complete at 101,000 words.

The faction that has already destroyed her once. Even though she knows that in the complex politics of the Radch, Seivarden would side with the faction that Breq implacably opposes. Even though she knows that it’s a possibly fatal distraction from her one, true aim. Besides, Seivarden was never one of Breq’s favorite people.īut Breq can’t walk away, can’t abandon a former officer. Breq isn’t responsible for Seivarden, not anymore. Breq knows she should leave Seivarden to rot where she found her. Now Seivarden is lying in the street on an icy backwater planet, naked and unconscious, battered into insensibility from months of too many drugs and too little food. And she has only one goal–to revenge herself on Anaander Mianaai, many-bodied, near-immortal, ruler of the Radch.Ī long time ago, Seivarden had been a lieutenant on Justice of Toren, the ship Breq used to be. Now she has only a single, limited human body. Once Breq had hundreds of bodies, her artificial intelligence animating a ship and thousands of ancillary units in the service of the Radch, the colonialist empire that built her. You’ll notice the book changed its title between the time I queried agents and the time it was published. So I’m posting it here for anyone who’s interested. And I was asked if I could share mine for Ancillary Justice.

While we were chatting, the topic of query letters came up, and I said I thought they should be against the law, but really there’s no getting around them.

We had delicious muffins and talked about writing, and it was just a great evening all around. I had a lovely time last night hanging out with Writers Under the Arch.

Ancillary Justice by Ann Leckie