I Invent the Influencer

Every so often I realize that I’ve predicted the future in one of my stories, which is what SF writers are ideally supposed to do, for all that we do it accidentally. (If we actually try to predict the future, we end up looking stupid when we fail.)

I was signing The Green Leopard Plague and Other Stories for a friend, and found myself idly turning pages to remind myself what stories were in it. I lit upon a story called “Pinocchio,” originally published in Jonathan Strahan’s The Starry R...