REVIEW: “Seedpod” by Ellen Parent

Review of Ellen Parent, “Seedpod,” Luna Station Quarterly 64 (December 2025): 135-153 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

Lena has chosen the seedpod of a space plant to make a dangerous, unprecedented trip across space, tucked inside as a passenger-cum-parasite. How could she have ever expected that she wouldn’t be the only one with such an idea — or that the other potential passenger would select her seedpod as the one for their journey? And how is she supposed to document this and turn her encounter into bite-sized Web videos that will increase her follower count?

I really enjoyed this story, full of humor and pathos.

REVIEW: “The Museum of Lost Sound” by Vikki Stea

Review of Vikki Stea, “The Museum of Lost Sound,” Luna Station Quarterly 64 (December 2025): 127-133 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

There was something about this story that I found particularly magical, something about the way it was told as a fantasy story even if its bones were fundamentally SF. I loved the way that Stea was able to evoke a potential future with just a few phrases and carefully selected words, building a framework that I as the reader could paint in the details. Part of me wants to live in New Shanghai; part of me rebelled against the whole idea with the very core of my being. That slightly insidious feeling of “this is not right” was a delicious undercurrent.

REVIEW: “Bumblecat” by Johanna Ivy Levene

Review of Johanna Ivy Levene, “Bumblecat,” Luna Station Quarterly 64 (December 2025): 275-280 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

As the owner of a cat whose nickname is “Bumblefoot,” I had to read this story. However, my Bumblefoot is named so because of his tendency to fall over his feet as he rushes down the stairs to see What’s Up, whereas this Bumblecat is more literal — a cross between a cat and a bumblebee.

What I really loved about this story was the dialogue between the mother and the daughter, the way that this drove the story forward. It reminded me of conversations with my own daughter, and — dare I make the comparison — with a story of my own that resulted from one such conversation (“Metamorphosis”). I love it when I can see the author’s life lurking behind a story they’ve written. What made me sad was seeing the bright spark of an idea completely swallowed up by capitalism, an outcome that was as inevitable as it was expected. But the ending was a hopeful one, that I loved, loved, loved.

REVIEW: “Sunk Cost Fallacy” by M.J. Jones

Review of M.J. Jones, “Sunk Cost Fallacy,” Luna Station Quarterly 64 (December 2025): 55-71 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

The opening paragraphs of this story were immediately gripping — taut, unsure, full of more questions than answers, but not so vague as to be annoying.

When the scene shifted and I found out this was a selkie story, I was immediately cautious (I’ve read far more ordinary, boring, common selkie stories than I have distinctive and interesting ones). The fact that it was a “selkie life in the time of copycat selkie-wannabe TicToc influencers” story went some way towards reassuring me, as this is definitely not a take I’ve read before.

In the end, this story was nothing like any selkie story I’ve read before, except, perhaps, that in its bones its a story of loss. There are, on the face of it, two relationships lost in this story; the one that hurt me the most, as a reader, is perhaps not the one you might expect.

REVIEW: “”Secrets of the Goblin Market” by Valerie Hunter

Review of Valerie Hunter, “Secrets of the Goblin Market,” Luna Station Quarterly 64 (December 2025): 39-52 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

I do enjoy a goblin market story, but something struck me when reading this one, which is that all too often “goblin market” is all we are told about the setting, never anything about who the goblins are, or where they came from, why they run markets, or even whether the people shopping there are goblins themselves, or not. Too often, goblin market stories seem to just rely on the phrase evoking a setting by stirring up in the reader hazy memories of Rossetti’s poem.

Not so Hunter’s: A goblin market was specifically, carefully chosen as the appropriate setting for the story of Min, and her grandmother, and how Min decided to break all her grandmother’s rules. A sweet, satisfying story.

REVIEW: “Small Prayers for the God of Sow Thistle Hill” by Kate Francia

Review of Kate Francia, “Small Prayers for the God of Sow Thistle Hill,” Flash Fiction Online 147 (December 2025): 26-28 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

The theme of this story felt eerily similar to that of Matt Dovey’s in the same issue, but instead of feeling repetitious, it felt like the two stories reinforced and supported each other. The lesson in both of them — told here in a sweet, sorrowful, almost wistful way — is one that often needs to be said over and over and over again before people will listen, so I’m pleased that FFO’s editors opted for including both of these.

REVIEW: “Reflexive Benevolence Imperative” by Matt Dovey

Review of Matt Dovey, “Reflexive Benevolence Imperative,” Flash Fiction Online 147 (December 2025): 19-22 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

This is a good story for anyone currently suffering from burnout in the face of everything overwhelming going on in the world right now. The line “THERE IS ALWAYS NEED SOMEWHERE/WE CANNOT SEE TO IT ALL” (p. 21) really spoke to me: No matter how much we do, how much we care, it’ll never be enough. It’s a line that could’ve taken the story into a hopeless place of giving up, but then we are reminded “IT IS NOT IMMORAL TO REST” (p. 21) — a reminder probably many of us read.

So, rest. And maybe read this story while you do.

REVIEW: “Hope is the Thing With Circuits and Steel” by Elitsa Dermendzhiyska

Review of Elitsa Dermendzhiyska, “Hope is the Thing With Circuits and Steel,” Flash Fiction Online 146 (November 2025): 44-47 — Purchase here. Reviewed by Sara L. Uckelman.

I felt like there was something lurking at the edge of this story that was really quite fascinating and worthy, but for some reason, I never quite grasped it. Partly it was that I was never quite sure who the “we” of the narrators were, or what their relationship was to the grandmothers; part of it was that I wasn’t sure if the grandmothers’ continued exhortation to “just google it” was sincere or sarcastic — a sad commentary on how what used to be one of the best parts of the internet has become polluted by its AI-generated results. Whatever the reason(s), sadly this story just wasn’t quite the one for me.