“Winter was the only season in which we would always be counting. Whether this was because the falling snow was a more apportioned monotony than sun or rain, or because the icicles steadily dripped and attenuated with age like ice beards, or because one day followed another like an exact unthawed copy to be held preserved into the next—but we were always counting.”
The novelette Hostages for Christmas appears in Midwestern Gothic Issue 5, Spring 2012.
Hostages is an early, semi-autobiographical piece in which prose frequently breaks into poetry. It will appear in What We Did With Old Moons, to be released by Winter Goose in November.