Author Archives: Catastrophe Jones
Stitch-n-Bitch
“This is disastrous,” Adele said, looking over the fabric. “Absolutely disastrous.” “It’s the tiniest stain. Put a pearl there.” Beatrice looked unperturbed by the existence of the little mark, a spot of blood that happened upon the cloth when she’d … Continue reading
Penny
Penny likes to be bent over my desk. When I first met her, she was a fearful thing who had no idea how to carry herself, or where she belonged. After six months with me, she walks with her head … Continue reading
Winterweary
Winterweary bones know nothing but the chill of another year beginning, when everyone knows the last one is still clinging like last year’s dead blossoms on the skeleton of a magnolia, keeping the new blooms from being able to breathe.
The Autumn Queen No. 20 – My boy
This is #20 of The Autumn Queen. To start at the beginning, go here. PREVIOUS * * * Many captains thought it ill luck to provide passage for a woman in flight, as I so obviously was, but the amount … Continue reading
Nothing But A Ghost
It was light out, when he put the last little one to bed. It was light out, but Lewis didn’t care; he needed a little time to himself. Sometimes he did that — put them to bed early, so they … Continue reading