Today, my new book, Of Mice and Fairies, is being released to the world. It’s very exciting. And intimidating. But mostly exciting. My gorgeous, wonderful, talented sister, E. Noel, illustrated Of Mice and Fairies for me. She’s an artist. Like, a real one. It’s super cool. My mom always told us that we should publish…
Last week, I went shopping. Thrift store shopping, if we’re being specific. Thrift stores are lovely because you can find everything, anything—or nothing, depending on the day. I thoroughly enjoy browsing through several different stores in a single trip, perusing their bookshelves in search of something I don’t already own. It’s a treasure hunt, one…
I turn my horse for home when the first stars come out. We follow the fence line, crunching through snow that’s ankle deep and crusted with ice. Another storm rolls on the horizon, black against the fading twilit sky, but there’s plenty of time to make it home before it hits. I pass three herds…
Last autumn, I stole an acorn. Or rescued one, depending on your point of view. Adopted, salvaged, liberated. Pick one. Or don’t. Either way. The point is, I was walking home from work and found an acorn on the ground. Since this was in the city and any acorns that manage to sprout are mercilessly…
He falls asleep when the sun sets, and I cradle him in my arms as I watch the last of the light fade from between the buildings, the deserted streets. The sky grows black, cold against the color of a rising moon. I leave the window at last and lay him down in the sports…
Some books are difficult to read. I won’t deny that. There are some stories in history that people would rather forget. Evil is a definite part of our past, and I think it is easier for us to swallow in fantasy, TV, and fiction than it is in stories that ring true. We’d rather have…
A.R. Geiger