As you are hopefully aware by now, issue #2 is available for purchase (button in previous post). We're still working on the digital business, but rest assured it will be here soon. But Pravic is in its very nature a print rag - that's how it's built and planned and, we think, best appreciated. So while we are happy to be offering digital copies (only a buck!), we still think you should pick up a print edition (only 3 bucks!).
If you still need convincing, we'll be posting a few excerpts from the stories and pieces from issue 2. Here's the first one, a small selection from Cal Godot's fantastic story "The Robot Felt." As always, such things are best read in context, but we hope a little taste will whet your appetite.
The robot felt was well-received by
Gerrold's wife and daughter. The little girl especially liked the way she could
draw lines by tracing her fingers through the pilings of the cobalt blue velvet
skin. They were all surprised to find the robot was programmed to giggle when
the child did this, as if the robot were being tickled. The little girl asked,
“Daddy, if I tickle him too much will he pee?” Gerrold told her he didn't think
so, but worried how dedicated to realism the robot engineers might be. The
robot felt was not stain-resistant, so Gerrold opted not to experiment with
this possible feature.
Instead he followed the robot as it carried his daughter to bed. Gerrold read the girl a story while the robot stood watch in the hallwaybetween the bedrooms. When she had fallen asleep, Gerrold went to the robot and told it to stand guard. Then Gerrold went to his own bedroom, where his wife was already getting ready
for bed. “I'll feel much safer with a robot around,” she offered.
The robot felt was also constructed to withstand damage from most conventional objects. If someone did attack the robot with a gun or knife, the skin could absorb the kinetic energy of the blow and dampen the
attack to minimal force. This design feature also aided the robot in such activities as playing horse and giving piggy-back rides. Gerrold supposed this feature of the robot felt might also help other models of robots in the performance of their various duties.
“The robot felt is nice,” his wife told him as he got into bed. “I like the way it warms to the touch.” She snuggled up to him. “Thank you for surprising me,” she said.
“The robot felt should hold up to most of the usual things,” he told her. “It's water-repellant, so it should be okay walking her to school.” She sat up and looked at him, concerned. “Is it stain resistant?” He sighed. "No.” She lay back down and placed her head on his chest. Worry fueled the silence.
The robot felt seemed to glow in the moonlight, a soft sheen of photons bouncing sheer off the velvet surface. Gerrold woke at least six times that first night to see if it had moved. It was weeks before he slept
through the night without waking.