Thanátou and Mörderin (The Blood Witch Saga) out now!
There is just the hint of autumn on the air this week. It is different here in California from the autumns I remember as a kid. Back then, this time of year brought the smell of dry leaves and apple cider, the cool temperatures that kissed the grass with frost in the early mornings and
August is something of a transition month for me. When I lived in Upstate New York as a kid, it had this impending feeling of autumn, but with the heat and free spirit of summer. Corn of the cob and macaroni salads filled picnic tables, kids splashed about in Lake Ontario, and trees were just
Is it just me, or is this year just flying by? Somehow, we’re almost at the end of July. Before you know it, we’ll start the birthday/holiday run that starts in late August and ends around April. At least I’m ready for the autumn temperatures, not that this has been a super hot summer, not
I was born in September. I don’t know if that has any bearing on my love for autumn, but I like to believe it does. In my Upstate New York childhood, autumn meant new school clothes and supplies (I still love new notebooks and pens and markers and folders and, and, and…), the smell of
Natalie J Case 