A.R. Geiger

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  • Healer

    I find her cabin an hour’s walk from the village. She has always stayed away from us, always, as if our stink made her gag. She hates us, I think, although no one really knows why. They’ve always been too afraid to ask. I’m carrying him strapped to my chest, and I can feel the…

  • Inkspell

    The second book in a series always makes me nervous. Especially if the first book is one of my favorites. The second book in a series is chancy. If the series as a whole is going to fail, the second book will be where it happens. Sometimes I just prefer to enjoy the first book,…

  • My Kingdom

    “A plague on them,” he mutters through clenched teeth. “A thrice-cursed plague.” I stand in the corner, half hidden by curtains, and say nothing, like a good slave. I’d like to tell him that he’s already brought down a plague on his people, that it’s his fault they are dying in the streets, but I…

  • Memoirs of a Hopeless Book Hoarder

    When I was fourteen, I got my first library card. All the sudden, I could borrow as many books as I wanted. I could go to the bookmobile every week and pick out a new book, or ten new books. I could reserve books online with my own card. Technically, my mother would have let…

  • Long Way Home

    They get on when the train stops for the third time. I see their red caps, their uniforms through the crowd, and I curse myself for riding as long as I did. I know how dangerous trains are, but it’s a long, long walk home through the rain. I thought I’d get lucky. I have…

  • Fablehaven

    I adore fairies in fiction. They are some of my favorite things to find inside the covers of a book. Whether they are mossy, grumpy gnomes, malignant pixies, or fluttering sprites, I love them all. And, precisely because I love reading about them so much, I very rarely find a book that I feel does…