by Geoff Ryman
I usually abhor "gay fiction" but this really isn't, but another transcendental kettle of fish altogether.
A pansexual erotic fable...
Michael, a young neuroscientist begins accidentally conjuring people up in front him just by thinking about them. The first is a hunky ripped gym instructor he sees during workouts, and right in front of everyone, strips naked. He quickly wishes him away. Being a scientist, he wonders if his new ability just works on his sexual fantasies-so as an experiment he conjures up Daffy Duck, Sophia Loren, Billie Holliday, Picasso, and even his younger self.
What happens when you are finally able to get everything you desire?
It a bit of a car crash between Nicholson Baker's The Fermata and a video-age Faust.
BUY BORROW or BURN?