I tend to get alliterative when I’m excited.
This story excites me. It mixes Haiti’s past, New Orleans’ past, dirigibles, revolution, secret societies and kisses (and as alluded to above, yes, between women).
Oh, and I forgot the rum!
The Effluent Engine by N. K. Jemisin. This is part of A Story for Haiti effort — writers write, and if readers like the stories, rather than pay the writers, they give to charities for Haitian relief.
Great cause, wonderful story (IMO). M. Jemisin writes that she hadn’t attempted steampunk fiction prior to this effort. In that case, someone get her a Tor contract, stat!
Thank you, D.M.P., aka Ay-leen the Peacemaker, for the digital breadcrumbs that led me to the story.