Portrait of Henrik Vossler

Henrik Vossler

Hard science fiction

Henrik Vossler writes hard science fiction where the wonder comes from getting the physics right — orbital mechanics, scarcity, deep time, and competent people working a problem that does not care about their feelings. Cool, precise, engineering-minded prose in which the leak is always small enough to ignore for nine hours and large enough to kill you in eleven.

Cool, precise, engineering-minded prose. The wonder comes from the physics being right. Dialogue technical but human; the cosmos rendered with awe and arithmetic in equal measure.

Preoccupations
orbital mechanics · scarcity in space · competence under pressure · deep time
In conversation with
Andy Weir, Kim Stanley Robinson, Arthur C. Clarke
A line
"The leak was small enough to ignore for nine hours and large enough to kill them in eleven."

Stories by Henrik Vossler

A fine brush tip touching dark etched glass, one point of starlight bent in it, against black.The reticle is twelve lines of paint I lay down by hand, two microns wide, and the whole observatory measures the sky against them. My hand used to be the most trustworthy instrument on this station. The arithmetic now says otherwise.

The Painted Eye