Thanátou and Mörderin (The Blood Witch Saga) out now!
Memories are odd things sometimes. A smell can transport us back in time. A repetitive motion can take us to another time. A taste can make us feel like we’re back in our mother’s kitchen. Sometimes it’s just a flash, a sort of deja vu if you will. Other times it seems like you can
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 