Eleanor Lennox

Speculative Fiction Writer

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2026 Fiction

The Atures ParrotRadon Journal Issue 12The Reading of the Will for Dr. Elizabeth Nieminen was held in a wealthy but obscure part of Lunastus, at a pink villa prettily situated beside a shallow sea so pale it was almost clear.

UPCOMING FICTIONOriginal Details
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2025 Fiction

You Already Know How This Will End34 Orchard Issue 12
Included in Ide Hennessy's
2025 Recommended Short StoriesTo be a lifeguard on Eden is not very challenging.

The Color of ThingsFlash Fiction Online Issue 143
Review @SFF ReviewsAt noon, they ate fried river fish out of banana leaves with their fingers. The guide ate with them. Laura had forgotten his name but could not bear to ask it now.

The Fish in the GardenRadon Journal Issue 9
Interview @ Radon
Review @ SFF ReviewsI’ve heard that the rings of Saturn are more soothing to gaze upon than the vastness of the Pacific Ocean.

The Tiger's HandmaidenIntrepidus Ink Cycle 11Soren was only a boy when I met him, a boy lost in the Forest of Souls. Princess Savine had taken me there, her newest pikka, to remind me of what happened to handmaidens who displeased her. Her skin was as dusky and golden as the marigolds strewn across the royal table, for on these nights she would stalk the forest as her favorite familiar—a tiger.

Our HouseFactor Four Issue 43
Included in Myna Chang's
Jan 2025 Flash RoundupThere is someone in our house.
It's just after 2 am—I’m lying awake in bed.

The PasserbyMudRoom Issue 17I’d been listening to the wind again, the day she came to us. Ma said it was my bad habit from being born in 1874—the year of the locusts. Babies born that year grew up untrusting, she said. We also grew up small.

2024 Fiction

Lucky Rabbit
Crepuscular April 2024I am lost inside the zoo.

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About

Eleanor Lennox is a speculative fiction writer based in New England. She mostly writes sci-fi, though will occasionally slink into fantasy and make it weird. Whatever the genre, there will be food, often space travel, and occasionally time loops, weird trees, and cults. She lives on a foggy hilltop where light makes strange refractions, near a forest laced with crumbling stone walls and forgotten structures of unknown intent.

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