Gotta Collect ‘Em All — Short Stories, that is.

Not long ago, I started pulling together my first collection. Okay, I've actually been working on it for about six months. A collection is no small undertaking, as I've come to realize, especially given my perfectionist tendencies and the performance anxiety that comes with releasing your first anything and wanting people to like it lots. Despite the fact that I…
Growing Dread: Biopunk Visions

Growing Dread: Biopunk Visions

Available for purchase in March of 2011 // Timid Pirate Publishing has released the author list for Growing Dread: Biopunk Visions, and my story "God Bloom" is on board. I am so excited for this anthology. It's going to be great! The future doesn’t go beep in the night—it goes squish. Delivering on the dark promise of the biotech revolution,…

Clockwork Chaos – Table of Contents Announced

Editor Neal Levin has announced the table of contents for his anthology entitled Clockwork Chaos. I am so thrilled to be part of this anthology. It will be the first appearance of Miss Josephine Winterdove, a character I've already come to love and plan to write much more about. She is a clockwork genius, leader of the Circle of Ingenius…

“Oral Tradition” at Pseudopod

The amazing fiction podcast, Pseudopod, has produced my short story "Oral Tradition." Give it a listen! Excerpt: My granny had only two teeth, in the front, on the bottom. They sat crooked, pitted and decaying, and her lips fell inward, into the chasm of her mouth. Faded and splotchy, her black face had the contours of a dried-apple doll, molded…

Poem: “Mon Cheri”

There's a subtle, simple diffidence that I see when I look in your eyes. Mercurial self-confidence betrays the elegance of your disguise. I love your social impudence, your fearless pursuit of pleasure. One day, I'll dive through your pretense and salvage your secrets like sunken treasure. Mon cheri, oh mon amour, life sits fat on the horizon. Let's take a…
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Poem: “Lesbian Lover”

I’m in the mood for a lesbian lover. Someone witty both over and under cover. She should have a smile that charms, worn lightly over an intelligence that alarms. She should have natural tits, but I’d prefer that she shaved her armpits. I’m in the mood for a sensitive femme who’s got soft hands with notes scrawled on them. I’d…
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