In 2015 I was implanted with a spinal cord stimulator to treat neuropathic pain caused by a small cyst in my spinal cord. I had just turned twenty and I was scared. The idea of having a battery inside me was an odd one, and one of my primary coping mechanisms was to call myself a cyborg. My new robotic identity was fully embraced, and I like to think it's what made me dip my toe in the world of all things posthuman. I've always been a lover of fantasy and science fiction. As a young girl I devoured Linda Chapman's two main series' My Secret Unicorn and Stardust (and bombarded her with letters... sorry, Linda!). As I got older, R. J. Anderson's faerie series caught my attention and I've been hooked ever since. Magic provided for me, as it does for a lot of people, an escape. But it wasn't until my job as a bookseller in Waterstones, or indeed my science fiction module in my final year of my English degree, that I truly appreciated the world of science fic...