I am not a little girl, said the child at the edge of the wood ( Read more... )

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my room ( Read more... )

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my room ( Read more... )

I am pleased to announce that my first non-fiction book, consisting of essays taken from my various blogs and poetry from my two self-published chapbooks (Leaves From the Babylon Wood and Pathways Through the Babylon Wood, both of which are loooooooooong out of print) is available now from NESFA Press.

Click here for information on Letters to the ( Read more... )

The bad news: I leave for New York first thing tomorrow. I can leave books with my mother to be mailed while I'm away, but they will only be signed, not personalized, and I will need mailing addresses (via my contact form) by 10pm PST tonight. I'm so sorry. This was always going to be a tight turn, and time just got away from me ( Read more... )

As promised, here is the Half-Off Ragnarok poetry giveaway ( Read more... )

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my room ( Read more... )

I am really, really happy about the fact that "Lost" has just been reprinted in Lightspeed Magazine. "Lost" was originally published in Ravens in the Library, and it was, through accident of timing, my very first physical publication (I had one story printed first, "Let's Pretend," but that was and has remained web-only). It's a story about ( Read more... )

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my room ( Read more... )

I have once again contributed Epic Silliness to the Orbit blog to celebrate a holiday.

Annabel Lee, After the Rising.

Go forth and be amused. And remember, once she's dead, she is no longer your girlfriend.