About Katherine Villyard

Author

My Story

 

Katherine Villyard was born in Dallas, Texas. Her father was civilian support for the military, so she moved every two years and attended four different high schools. The most exotic one to US readers will probably be Kaiserslautern American High School in Germany, but her favorite was Arts Magnet High School at Booker T. Washington in Dallas, where she studied theater. She also went through a phase where she wore a lot of white dresses and sat in windowsills writing (bad) poetry; what she called her “Emily Dickinson phase.”

Katherine’s first short story, a tale of a clown in a balloon, was well received in First Grade and proudly displayed for the entire school to read. She wrote the odd short story in high school about such topics as forced conformity and parodies of horror movies.

Katherine’s mother wanted her to major in Computer Science in college. Katherine has a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in studio ceramics and weaving. She has two Master’s degrees: one in Fine Arts and the other in Library Science. So, of course, Katherine went into Information Technology (Computer Science) after being “poached” by her University’s Academic Computing department, where she worked as a student assistant while in grad school. She wrote web sites for pay from 1995 to 2002.

She started writing again during the “dot bomb” crash. Following a trip to the unemployment office filled from wall to wall with unemployed software engineers and web developers, she spotted an online listing to write lesbian erotica for a hundred dollars and said to herself, “I can do that!” She wrote the story, sent it off… and never heard back. She wrote as a hobby for some time, but when friends started sending things out to be published she jumped off that roof as well. (Insert disapproving Mom face here.) Her work has appeared in Escape Pod, Electric Velocipede, and Fantastic Stories of the Imagination.

Katherine is a former Microsoft MVP in Enterprise Security and Cloud and Datacenter Management, a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers Association, a member of the Horror Writers Association, and the President of Broad Universe. She has a tendency to develop nerdy fascinations and research binge. Previous topics include Pueblo pottery, Navajo weaving, Pre-Columbian art, Frida Kahlo, Percy and Mary Shelley, and Eleanor of Aquitaine. When she’s not writing, working, or research binging, she’s probably spoiling cats or playing The Sims.

 Her greatest ambition is to rule the world.

 

 

Books

Love Stories

What is love? What can love drive us to do?

In these stories, love pushes us to revenge, to reach beyond the boundaries of life and death. To rescue a family member. To fight the good fight without even knowing it, or to risk everyone and everything to save someone who may or may not be worthy. To make the wrong decisions and walk into hell. To transcend who we are.

Love can make us both the best and worst versions of ourselves.

Broad Spectrum; The 2012 Broad Universe Fiction Sampler

Twenty-nine excerpts and complete short stories from members of Broad Universe, an organization promoting women in genre fiction: fantasy, horror and science fiction.

Becoming

In this short fiction prequel to my novel in progress, an innocent young man must face an ancient evil—including an evil that has taken root inside him—and learn who he really is.

Highlights

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Published Books

Years in SFWA

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Villyard’s more powerful stories tend to be those exploring a world and how its characters find deep connection to others. The stars of the collection are stories about consciousness itself, each enlivened by striking detail: there’s the A.I. Alan and its shared devotion with its human programmer, an author of “sexually explicit Horatio Hornblower fanfic.” Other marvels: an android posing as a human to get a job to help pay the bills of his cancer-struck owner, and the tale of Karen and Charlie delving into what it means to be a mind in a body that isn’t one’s own—and the consequences that aren’t spoken of.

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