For You, Rowena (an explanation)

In eighteen days, I release my third book, a novella titled, For You, Rowena. I’m honored to announce that Allane Sinclair has yet again created a cover that encompasses a universe I’ve imagined and put to paper. I couldn’t ask for a better collaborator than Allane. As always, I hope my words serve justice to theContinue reading “For You, Rowena (an explanation)”

For You, Rowena (an excerpt)

  -1- Herald Saw Her Ending   11 June, 2017—Saturday Herald was lounging in the grand bay window that overlooked the flower garden when the end came calling. Curled up on the yellow seat cushions amongst a few magazines, he’d been surveying the backyard through drowsy eyes. He was a keen hunter once, ages ago inContinue reading “For You, Rowena (an excerpt)”

Coming in August: For You, Rowena

  I’ll never forget the sight of you, dead in the garden; I couldn’t look away from your body. The blood, and the bugs crawling all over you. The blackbirds eating you up. My only love, carrion. You were the one person on this earth who knew where I lived and breathed. What am IContinue reading “Coming in August: For You, Rowena”

Quotes by Magpie Carey

Sometimes I imagine myself not plummeting, but falling slowly, spiraling uncontrolled into the black; the nonentity is dizzying and cold like outer space, unsympathetic.   So Dad opened the door to the dark January night. The sky was black as pitch and cloudless, the stars brilliant, perfect white dots. He picked up his suitcase, andContinue reading “Quotes by Magpie Carey”

The Sun Still Does Shine (excerpt from Magpie in August)

Here I am, pulling into the resort, and I can’t remember passing a single landmark these last two miles. Mom hasn’t spoken at all since leaving the city beach. At least I didn’t hear her say anything. No, she’s just been smoking, riding along, and losing time of her own; wandering her corridors. She’s foundContinue reading “The Sun Still Does Shine (excerpt from Magpie in August)”

OUT OF ORBIT (an excerpt from Magpie in August)

  -5- OUT OF ORBIT   I wish I didn’t want Dad back. Or you, little sister. It hurts too much to want. And it’s too damn hard to figure out which hurts me more, missing the dead, or missing the living; though I don’t know why it should really matter. What I do knowContinue reading “OUT OF ORBIT (an excerpt from Magpie in August)”