Every inch of the cozy 1200 square foot home had been painstakingly preserved to reflect, as much as possible, the original splendor of its 1988 purchase. Aside from the carpets that had been left threadbare and stained by decades of pets and so could not possibly be kept, all flooring, wallpaper, and furnishings were present, … More A Museum
The room was filled with vacant seats, save for one. Front and center. His back was to her. Fierce curls splayed in a perfect crown, caramel skin juxtaposed with pristine white fabric. She needn’t see his face to know it was him, as impossible as that was. Her hands trembled at her sides as she tried, in … More Beautiful Spectre
There was an almost painful quality to their beauty, which she found all the more surreal up close, with color that burst and appeared to run liquid. Gazing directly at them from above, she was instantly drawn in by their complexity of hues- plums ringed in fuchsia, sunbursts circled with coral- as if they had … More The Sublime
Her view had become a blur of row after row of pine trees so dense not a ray of light broke through their wall. Every few seconds, she’d pass a dead tree- a lone, sad, brown reminder of the passage of time, the inevitability of death. What was on the other side? More trees? More road? Likely. … More An Impromptu Set of Brass Knuckles
To children, their parents are just that- individuals who live to serve their offspring with benevolent transparency. At some point, as we get older we are able to peer beyond the veil a bit and accept the fact that our mothers and fathers had lives and goings on completely independent of us. The level … More The Complex Nature of Truth: The Heirs by Susan Rieger
A woman in her early 40’s and one in her early 20’s cross paths with interesting repercussions in Edan Lepucki’s new novel Woman No. 17. Lady, a not-so-aspiring author and wealthy mother of two, hires Esther, a cynical art grad in the throes of her most recent project, to care for her three-year-old son while she … More Art & Consequence: Edan Lepucki’s Woman No. 17
Jamey and Elise were never meant to be together. And yet, the universe seems to have orchestrated a collision between the Yale-attending heir to a sizeable fortune and the mysterious vagrant with disheveled braids and thickly-lined eyes, all while equally-powerful forces attempt to rip them from their hard-won bliss. A Reagan-era, adrenaline and sex-fueled Romeo and Juliet, White Fur brings the … More Star-Crossed Intensity: White Fur by Jardine Libaire
-Daisy- None of them seemed to grasp the severity of the situation. She was withering away and they were flitting past her like hummingbirds, planning cruises and complaining about Pinterest baking fails. How could they be that blind to the inevitable conclusion? Her inevitable conclusion. Perhaps they weren’t and this was their way of coping. … More Daisy
Chapter 7 The house was ringed with the most exquisitely beautiful flowers Denver had ever seen –orchids of a wild and unfamiliar variety. She wasn’t altogether unfamiliar with the flower. She had regrettably killed a couple over the years and so now resigned herself to admiring most plant (and … More Chapter 7
