
If you follow the matriarchal thread, it winds back to much older antecedents, through Nicola Griffith’s 2002 SF debut Ammonite to Sheri S. Naomi Alderman’s 2016 novel The Power drew a fictional blueprint for how a matriarchal society might come to be.

In the past few years alone, epic fantasy novels like Samantha Shannon’s The Priory of the Orange Tree and Rebecca Roanhorse’s Black Sun have incorporated matriarchies into their vast world-building. It’s not that we can’t imagine it, obviously. So why don’t we see more science fiction and fantasy novels set in worlds run by women? Post-apocalyptic societies scratching out a new existence after global disaster? Too many to count. Giant robot soldiers piloted by teenagers? You bet. Fire-breathing dragons hoarding treasure, torching hillsides, sowing chaos? Sure.


Fiction is always a work of imagination, but speculative fiction-science fiction and fantasy-is the genre where we can truly let our imaginations run wild.
