![]() After a tough spring and summer (losing our little one, a crazy busy season) we’re drying our wings in the sun... On the Road, working remotely, sleeping in fields... as we drive our new motorcycle (with sidecar!) from Oregon home to South Carolina, via national parks, crazy byways and one library hot spot after another. Filling up with new stories, taking the space just to think, explore and be close. I'm (erratically) posting our travel journal on Insta: @sidecarsideshow :) With the Ural’s top speed around 55 mph... we’re gonna be on the road quite a while. Lately I'm doing more thinking than writing, but have been ‘getting’ some plot pieces I’ve needed for the novel I’ve been obsessing over since I was on residency three years ago, before I started working with Andrew. In my previous role (purchasing) at the company, it was easier to write short stories rather than novels, but they’ve now moved me into a more expansive position that opens up the whole world. It changes everything. I’m so excited, and so grateful, to be warm again. Here’s to lightness, love and freedom: may they be yours. "His kisses trailed sideways, lingeringly, traveling down my throat, my shoulder. Leaving a wake of fire as though he held a lit match in his teeth.
They hurt. I knew he was biting me, but how can I explain this? - I didn't mind. It was as though I existed for this. For Dane to come along and cut me open with his teeth, expertly teasing out desire between us as though it were a moth, a third and separate creature entirely. I fluttered, floated, died; I rose again. The window faded pale, flared scarlet, ran with dark..." Excerpt from my novella, Stalker: A Gothic Thriller, available here. |
Pauline WestPauline West's first novel, EVENING’S LAND, is winner of the Helene Wurlitzer Foundation Award and recipient of the Carol Marie Smith Memorial Scholarship for the NOEPE Center of Literary Arts. Categories
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