Lancelot Schaubert

I woke to a mass of men writhing and broken, moving as one in their attempt to reach that great circle of light. They looked like ants, but ants without exoskeletons: their soft bits shredding, their hard bits breaking, to make a sort of chicken-leg jello out of humanity....

Went to the doctor, complained about my immune system, asked about supplements. He smirked. Asked him if something's funny. He called American supplements ignorant. Said he had something better, just approved. "Nanoimmunity bot". Looked like aspirin....

How can one cave man stack wood, build fire, hunt beast, and clean nail? Especially since they’d lost their water basins on top of...well...on top of every tool for survival she’d gathered over the years....

When the æristocracy decides to withdraw their blimps from the Venusian economy and head back to an abandoned Earth, the surf-turned-æristocrat Sir Thomas begins tearing down their entire economy in order to save millions of lives....

From what we have relearned in recent history about the way magnetism, gravity, centrifugal and centripetal force, as well as the many other forces one giant body exerts upon another, we know the medievalists had it right all along. 

How do teenagers confront the problems of life in real, hard ways? These stories - all originally published in Encounter - were written with teenagers in mind....

Once more, my friends and colleagues and I have banded together to compose literature connecting astronomy and mythology to create Of Gods and Globes II. Each one of us chose a name that connected astronomy and mythology....

Out of time and place, Wreaker walks into a coffee shop on Long Island. They do not take gold bullion for payment. They do not hand pluck their tea leaves from the tree of life. Their tables can't even support the weight of Öfugr, his sacred ancient weapon....

This story made the editor cry every time he read it. Most stories about Alzheimer's and dementia end with a depressing note, a bleak hope, a grasping at humanity as everything, eventually, fades....

A blue-collar hoarder sorts through the treasures of his lost past while his kids play on the scaffolding outside. He keeps ignoring the tremors in both the memories and the present....

Originally published in The New Haven Review, this story features a young married couple who struggle through the rough landscape of Southern Illinois in the late 1950s....

As aliens from the future try to deny the reality of the Joplin falls due to its prevalence in 21st-century art, Stacy uses everything in his power to defend the river....

Mom and dad wanted him to write the next great American novel, so he had a typewriter gathering dust in a closet. They wanted him to compose a symphony that would get him to Julliard or at least U of I. They wanted him to DJ the local radio and work his way up to NBC....

Who in Galactic Central Command gives a rip about some lug nuts and a requisition form? I mean, who really cares that a systems engineer ordered 160 of them? Except those lug nuts changed everything and now he's called before a court marshal....

A young pirate-in-training shadows his dad as his father chases down the man who stole his cargo. Confronted with cannons, the young pirate fears their tiny 15-man crew will die quickly, but his father shows him a magic more powerful than all the cannon fire in the world....

At 10-feet, four inches tall, Gowanus was the runt of the litter. Working the mines of No’ad took strength and height, unless you had the smarts to be able to help the dwarves invent and build new mining tools....