Down a Street That Wasn’t There by Marie Brennan Step beyond the ordinary . . . Beneath the surface of our reality lies a world of magic and danger — a world where buildings have guardian spirits, shapeshifting coyotes prey … Continue reading
Blood of the Kindred by Pati Nagle The immortal ælven were forever divided when one clan began a forbidden practice: the drinking of blood. Clan Darkshore was cast out of the ælven, named “alben,” and driven west of the mountains … Continue reading
Night Calls Katharine Eliska Kimbriel “When you have the Gift, your life is not your own.” I was born to a family that harnessed the winds and could read futures in fire and water. Yet my mother kept her secrets. … Continue reading
Pati Nagle was born and raised in the mountains of northern New Mexico, and remembers when dusty dogs rolled in the Santa Fe plaza. She has eclectic tastes in reading, and writes fantasy, science fiction, mystery, and historical fiction, both for adults and for a younger audience. With boundless curiosity Pati embraces life, creating art, crafting entertainment, and constructing the best writer’s cooperative in the world. Just give her a little time.
Continue readingI sometimes joke that my work is fiction — “I make it all up” — but that isn’t true. All writers draw to some extent on our own experiences and environments, not to mention what we’ve studied, heard about from … Continue reading
If I’m known for anything as a writer, it’s dark, unusual fiction. I like to read and write stories about strange things happening in the woods or in odd locations. Stories about people yearning for something and getting it, only … Continue reading
Recently, I read two novels that left me chewing over the issue of story size. The two novels were Love On The Run by Katharine Kerr and A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. Both were absorbing, with characters I … Continue reading
A TASTE OF THE NIGHTLIFE Vampire Chef #1 by Sarah Zettel By the time I hailed a gypsy cab to get back to Nightlife, the sun was well up and the city was wearing her gaudy daytime face. I felt … Continue reading
