Miles Carnegie writes about the near future.
The one taking shape while we're not paying attention.
Technology that stops obeying. Machines that make demands. Bodies that become negotiable.
His stories live in the space between here and there. Close enough to recognize every step. Far enough that we tell ourselves it won't happen.
At the center: people trying to stay human while everything around them shifts. People who love, who break, who make terrible choices for understandable reasons.
The fiction equivalent of a train wreck. You know where it's going, but can't look away.
If that sounds like your kind of unease, you're in the right place.
Miles Carnegie writes about the near future.
The one taking shape while we're not paying attention.
Technology that stops obeying. Machines that make demands. Bodies that become negotiable.
His stories live in the space between here and there. Close enough to recognize every step. Far enough that we tell ourselves it won't happen.
At the center: people trying to stay human while everything around them shifts. People who love, who break, who make...
