Meanwhile, here's an exerpt near the end of the book! Yay! James is watching his brother and wife have an argument. They can't see him, sense him, nor hear him... For a moment, he watched Alen. His brother was unable... Continue Reading →
I am dead now—does any of this count? Would he ever see the sun again? Perhaps he was bound to stay in this darkness. Forever to analyze his life, forever to wonder whether donating it all would have changed... Continue Reading →
James knew with certainty, on his seventh day of death, that he could only hear living things. This difference between the world of the dead, in which he now dwelt, and the world of the living, which he missed completely,... Continue Reading →
Cat Over Clock:
Some things are more important than time ... cats are one of them. Welcome to a world of photographed shadows--I invite you to a study of compassion through poetry. It is with gratitude that you might take it with you.