Margaret St Clair

They had existed from time immemorial, hidden in a space warp far beneath the the surface of the Earth. Until now, their only form of nourishment had been a strange hallucinogenic grain. Now, they hungered for human flesh. The Earth was to be their stockyard and mankind their meat...

The Shadow People

On Venus: An ancient and powerful Venusian race finds its ultimate evolution - but can they accept it? On Mars: The people of the Fourth Planet are eminently reasonable in all things - except for the cult of the Sacred Martian Pig, for which 'fanatic' would be entirely too reasonable a word. And on Earth: On the unknown world of one or ten centuries from now, the strangest stories of all become haunting, fascinating reality, as we find out that human beings are, after all, the most alien of creatures . . .

Three Worlds of Futurity

Margaret St Clair is best known for her shorter science fiction and fantasy, much of the latter written under the pen name of Idris Seabright. She has a remarkably ironic sense of humor, and many of her stories have social or philosophical themes. Contents: Idris' Pig (1964) The Gardener (1949) Child of Void (1949) Hathor's Pets (1950) The Pillows (1950) The Listening Child (1950) Brightness Falls from the Air (1951) The Man Who Sold Rope to the Gnoles (1951) The Causes (1952) An Egg a Month from All Over (1952) Prott (1953) New Ritual (1953) Brenda (1954) Short in the Chest (1954) Horrer Howce (1956) The Wines of Earth (1957) The Invested Libido (1958) The Nuse Man (1960) An Old-Fashioned Bird Christmas (1961) Wryneck, Draw Me (1980)

The Best of Margaret St Clair

Idris Seabright

One of the original female sci-fi writers, Margaret St. Clair was a trailblazer, writing mainly in the pulp magazines in the 1940s and 50s. St. Clair wrote under her own name and her pseudonym Idris Seabright as well as the house pseudonym of Wilton Hazzard at Planet Stories. Here is a collection of 62 short stories penned by St. Clair up to 1962, when she stopped writing short fiction of 12 years, including many which have been out of print since before her death.

A Compendium of Margaret St. Clair

Did she hold the key to ecstasy - or to horror? The people of Gwethym were highly intelligent, rational beings. They worshiped the goddess Neith, not because they believed in such a golden-haired being, but because they recognised the need for religion as a counterbalance to human passions. So when trouble struck their planet, when they discovered an energy leak which was slowly destroying their world, the Gwethymians turned to science for their answer. If their world was to be saved, the solution must come from the logicians. Or so they thought, until one day a woman, in the image of their goddess Neith, walked across the waters of the harbour and into their city! Then their trouble was two-fold. Would there be anything left to save of their world if they waited for the scientists? And if they didn't, if they put their trust in this goddess whom logic told them could not even exist, would they just be sealing their doom that much quicker?

The Games of Neith

Earth was a weird and dire place after the plagues. The few humans who survived could not bear the touch of each other; they lived in the enormous, endless caverns hacked out of the bowels of the earth for the bombs that never came. And on one man rested the hopes of the world, though he did not know it. Sam Sewell only knew he had to journey, despite forbidding perils from the darkness of the past, into the ultimate fastnesses of the unknown to rescue the timeless wisdom of the witch Desponia . . .

Margaret St Clair

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