an end and a beginning

Writers know that any point in time can be a beginning or an end, and that every point in time is the middle. The end is always also a beginning; a beginning is always an end. We decide which is which, and write the story accordingly.

Our friends and most of our colleagues in the UK have had two very distinct reactions to the news of our imminent return to England. The vast majority of them have seen it as a beginning. The overwhelming response has been Hooray! We’re so glad you’re coming back! Let’s make plans!

A very few of them have seen it as an end. Oh no! We’re so sorry to hear this! How awful!

chicken palace

We are blessed in what we have had here in France.


We have lived with the wild things, and known sorrow and joy because of them.


We have laughed and loved in the shade and sun.


It is right to respect both beginnings and ends, to celebrate or to mourn them. A story wouldn’t be a story without them. But, it also right to remember that they both take place in the middle. The road forks. We choose a direction, and keep going.

so many books

Fingerbones by Erzebet YellowBoy

It’s a slack author who doesn’t immediately tell the entire internet when their book has been released (I did post on Facebook so that counts), but life has been a flurry of projects and I’m still in that place where everyone else’s work takes precedence over mine. So, without further ado, I am very excited to tell you that Fingerbones had made its way into the world. This is a digital release only, and I’ll be making another post about it soon. Click on the cover to be taken to the publisher’s website to read more.

The Quiltmaker by Mike Allen

Mike Allen’s The Quiltmaker, which I wrote about in a previous post while it was still on the binding table, was finished in May. I really enjoyed working on this little book; the combination of Mike’s words and the cover artwork by Paula Arwen Owen gave me the base for a traditional sewn binding. Nothing fancy, just paper, board, leather, and thread. Sometimes the structure of a book exists for no other reason than to give the other artists a physical platform for their work. This was one of those times, and I’m very pleased with how it all turned out. There are still copies remaining, so if you’d like to own one of these treasures, click on the image above.

Scheherezade's Bequest V1.2

The very long-awaited release of Issue 2 of the print version of Scheherezade’s Bequest is imminent. We are looking at an August release, and I’ll have all the details as soon as the final copy edits are finished. Donna has done a wonderful job of curating a selection of stories and poems in Tales from the Sea, and I am extremely grateful to the authors for their patience with me in getting this issue ready for release.

Maria de Padilla: Queen of the SoulsI’m not sure what readers of this blog think of occult publishing, but on the Hadean Press side of things we have drifted firmly into the territory of folk magic, no surprise I suppose since all of my endeavors eventually lead back to folk something or other. Maria de Padilla: Queen of the Souls, our latest title, brings us into the realm of Iberian and Brazilian folk magic, as the authors track Maria de Padilla, a Spanish queen, from her life in the court, through her appearance in Portuguese folk spells, and finally to her ascension as a pomba gira in the Quimbanda tradition of Brazil.

california poppies

Here at the little house, things are winding down. Once again I find myself surrounded by boxes; once again I begin a purge of all the detritus that accumulates when we aren’t paying attention. Do I really need thirty dinner plates? How about that top I haven’t worn in four years? This is the part of moving house that I love best — shedding skin. This is how I console myself at leaving a place I love, by thinking about new places and the new adventures they’ll bring.

The WWAH project is still going strong, but at the moment it’s all about reading and research. I don’t have the time to put any of my findings or thoughts into words just yet, but I will make at least one post here or there about it all before the big move. Partners in Wonder is the book I’m currently reading, and I fear I have to agree with James Nicoll’s assessment when he says “a text ranging from useful to dire and often genuinely interesting—as long as you ignore the loud sound of ax-grinding in the background.” I mean, you know there’s trouble when an author proves his entire premise wrong by page three. My ax will grind in the introduction to my own project, so stay tuned.

A long time gone

I’ve been away from the blog for a long time. I had thought to return with an explanation, but that would involve looking back at a year so awful that in the end I simply gave up on it. I don’t want to look back. What’s gone, is gone. This year is about looking forward, so here are three things that are happening.


We are leaving the little house behind and returning to England, most likely in September. This could be temporary. It could be permanent. We don’t yet know. Our reasons are as varied as the landscape. All anyone needs to know is that it is a good decision, and we are very excited about the next leg of our journey. It looks as though we’ll be staying with a friend until we get ourselves sorted, and from there, our first choice of a new home is Haworth, land of the Brontës. I think village life will suit me after three and half years of rural isolation. I’ll post more about the move closer to its time.


I have started a new project, one I feel strongly about. Its working title is We Were Always Here, and there is a website to help me keep myself organized through our move. Think of it as cloud storage for my notes, links, and some of my initial research, which right now mostly involves making lists. I won’t be able to do much work on this project until we get ourselves settled in England, but at least its there. It exists, and if you’d like to follow along, there is also a twitter (@wwahsff). I’m going to keep any personal thoughts I have about the project here on I do have thoughts, and I will share them as soon as I have time to gather them and write them down.


My work with Papaveria and Hadean, my writing, my artwork — indeed, my entire creative output — all took a hit last year. A big hit. Yes, we managed to publish a few truly amazing works, and I did get some books bound, and I may have even finished a piece of art and started a few short stories. But overall, too many things that should have been finished were not. Part of this was because I had to make the switch from almost twenty years of working on a Mac to suddenly working on Windows, something I’ve still not come to terms with. Part of this was because my mother died last year, right after the Mac packed in, and right after that, my oldest daughter began a nine-month stint in prison. Now you know some of why I don’t want to look back at that year. Some. I don’t think I’ve ever been as shut down as I was in 2014.

This year, I am finding my voice again.


“Scientifiction goes out into the remote vistas of the universe, where there is still mystery and so still beauty. For that reason scientifiction seems to me to be the true literature of the future.

“The danger that may lie before AMAZING STORIES is that of becoming too scientific and not sufficiently literary. It is yet too early to be sure, but not too early for a warning to be issued amicably and frankly.”

Mr. G. Peyton Wertenbaker, author of “The Man from the Atom”, taken from “Fiction Versus Facts” by Hugo Gernsback in AMAZING STORIES No. 4, July 1926.

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A special offer from Papaveria Press

Goss Collections

On June 30 Papaveria Press will officially announce the release of the much-anticipated Songs for Ophelia, a remarkable collection of eighty poems by award-winning author Theodora Goss, with an introduction by Catheynne M. Valente. This collection will be released with a companion volume of Dora’s In the Forest of Forgetting, originally published in 2006, with an introduction by Terri Windling. This matching set has cover art by the amazing Virginia Lee.

If you visit the Papaveria website, you’ll see that we’re offering a pre-order discount if you buy both books directly from the publisher.
(Offer is no longer available.)

Now, I know that a good many people prefer to shop on Amazon. Free shipping and fast delivery are excellent draws and I, as a tiny independent press, cannot match that. But I do depend very much on direct sales, so if you are a patient person, then this offer is for you.

Speaking in Pearls by Jane Yolen

You will also find books on the Papaveria website that you won’t find anywhere else online. You can see the other editions that are available here. Most prices are in USD to make things easier for my American customers. Come buy! Or if you can’t buy, then please help spread the word about this special offer.

Thank you!

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Garden: word to the wise

If the soil in your garden is clay, do not wait until the sun has shone on it for two weeks to dig a vegetable bed. Also, pay no attention to those people who say you should never work with wet clay soil. As I’ve learned, it’s the only time you CAN work with it. Yeesh.

(Note for future me: heat fires clay. You knew that.)

little lizard

Here’s a lizard I rescued from a water bucket. I thought he was a goner, but he perked up after a moment in the sun and scampered off (after posing for a photo). That’s it. That’s all I’ve got. It’s crunch-time with work and I didn’t schedule posts for this week (or last week, oops) so we’ll see how much, if any, blogging I can manage.

There’s also that thing where the more that grows in the garden, the more I want to grow, or maybe it’s the more I do grow, which means this is the season to question everything. To blog or not to blog? To care or not to care? I said I would, and I will, but I’m not sure my current blogging format is working out for me. We’ll see how we get on as the season passes.

Garden: nature close up

No garden last week. All I did was pull up some grass, fuss over the seedlings, and watch some gladdies pop up in places I’d forgotten I’d put them. Dis, however, took it upon himself to show me how to use the macros on our camera. The first two photos are his, and the last two are mine. I love shots like this. I love the little details. I love the intricacies of the natural world.





Elsa’s Diary

Fifteen weeks I’ve lived here. The grass in Callan’s field is almost over my head. Maman says the farmer will cut it soon. Until then, we’ll play hide and seek.

in the tall grass

And go for long walks. I like those best.

on the path