It’s been an interesting week, to say the least. I found I struggled to write, in part because I’ve been tracking reactions to the US election and in part because heading towards the end of Streets of Abaddon, I’ve struggled with tying all the different ends together. I’m not really […]
In Possum Kingdom, two settings are crucial to the action: an abandoned “ghost” platform near Harvard Square, and a Civil Defense shelter located near Tremont Street. And yes, Virginia, the two really do exist. As a child I was entranced by the Harvard Square “ghost station,” a gloomy, narrow platform […]
I was just wrapping up Possum Kingdom when a new controversy du jour hit my Facebook feed: Harry Potter author J.K. Rowling had written about Navajo skinwalkers in her “History of Magic in North America,” and in doing so had grievously offended some Native readers. English newspaper The Guardian reported: […]
In my last blog post, I wrote that the seed for this story came from a conversation with a friend, who thought that vampires were overdone and wanted to see shapeshifters, instead. But what made Theo a rat, or Emilia a raccoon? Without recalling the precise confluence of things, I […]
As a child I’d been fascinated by the punk-rock “Pit Rats” I saw loitering around the concrete rings that rimmed the Harvard T station; as a young adult, I was even more fascinated to find them still there. What if, I thought, they were the same punks? What if they were vampires, never aging?