Kirjahaku

Seattle 2016- Someone is creating revenant vampires. Can psychic necromancer Suzanne Murphy use her paranormal abilities to find those responsible? Or will she die trying? CONTENT ADVISORY: this horror/urban fantasy novel is not suitable for children or highly sensitive readers.

Seattle 2016- Someone is creating revenant vampires. Can psychic necromancer Suzanne Murphy use her paranormal abilities to find those responsible? Or will she die trying? CONTENT ADVISORY: this horror/urban fantasy novel is not suitable for children or highly sensitive readers.

"Honest, funny, timely little stories. Raw. These poems read as if composed of the broken speech scattered around the edges of a very big Quiet. Funny, insightful, playful and painful at times. Who is Hector? I'll let you find out." - Malcolm Van Delst, Author of Do the Wrong Thing "Cocking's poems are well-honed, like a scalpel. Sharp enough to slice cleanly to the heart; to dissect her subjects and lay them open for you to see their inner details." - Christine Grimard, Contributor to Saving Seeds "Hollering back at paltry domination, the poems in Hector transgress the fictions of now with rare and essential human things: truth, brilliance, thought and heart uncompromised. Here, intensities of knowledge & experience burst traditional confines and reset us, call us out, insist a world with all of us in it." - Shauna Paull, Author of roughened in undercurrent

Three's the Charm consists of two novellas and one short story that draw from European myths, fairy tales, and folk stories. These are definitely not sanitized Disney tales intended for children. The Persephone myth is re-envisioned to include significant female resistance with a little help from some imp allies. Snow White is mad, bad, and dangerous to know. The folk tale "The Two Sisters" includes extra siblings. Three's the Charm breaks the mirror such tales hold up to reality and re-arranges the fragments into something unexpected.

in march 2020, we decided that we would each write one poem a day for every day in april 2020 in honour of national poetry month. you may recall that period was considered the height of the lockdown in many places in north america- no one out on the streets, no one travelling to work or school. i stayed inside, along with my person and my cat, in a very tiny apartment. i worked from home. i had zoom meetings. i played scrabble with my person. (cat dislikes playing scrabble, so i knew it was pointless to ask her to join in). i banged on pots and pans every night at 7 pm in support of front-line workers who were risking their lives to keep the rest of us fed and as healthy as possible. along the way, i wrote 30 poems in 30 days. some are very obviously "covid poems". others are poems written during covid (rather than poems about covid). as i have worked on assembling this collection, i notice that all the poems have certainly impacted by the stillness, quiet, and terrifying peacefulness of those weeks. what bubbles to the surface when you coop up a poet during a pandemic? they think about things, drilling deeper ever deeper into themselves. this book contains some of the results.