I’ve always disliked introductions—they make me uncomfortable. I’m used to listening, smiling… These always involve too much talking. I could copy and paste something I already have, I’m sure, but I suppose that would be cheating anyone reading. And that wouldn’t be fun at all.
Should it be posh or vulgar? Crystalline and perfect in reception or scrawled out with the grace of a child with crayons and chalk… I guess that both would fit equally well, but truthfully, I’d rather avoid the clever. So posh it is.
So a metaphor came to me, let’s try an introduction like mixing a drink. All the elements are there: first a spirit—whiskey, rum; second something for substance—soda, juice; and finally perhaps flavor—ice, mint, cinnamon-snap.
So the substance… I live in Michigan during the summer and Arizona during the winter, rather particularly like a snowbird, except that I don’t drive. And I don’t quite adhere to that schedule either, I just have friends split between those states and I work in Phoenix. I am Irish by heritage but demure by demeanor. I dress in black because of tradition. I expect to die of heart failure, unless my friends somehow find me immortality.
So some flavor… My favorite author is Mary Woolstonecraft Shelley, further that I’ll oft’ refer to her as my adopted mother. I love reading, always have book on my desk, in my pocket, at hand, or simply tucked/tied/wrapped to my notebook and pen. I like Goth Industrial music and Harsh EBM, folk, rock, Celtic. VNV Nation, Covenant, Blutengel, In Strict Confidence, Qntal, and myriad manifold others.
And finally the spirit… I am an author—and a glowing one at that; I also write poetry—but nothing worth mentioning. I like street corners and thunderstorms, small furry creatures and libraries, the sound of a thousand feet walking and the smell of morning after a long night. I’ll try not to wax poetic. I am a healer, ex-medic; now if only I could keep everyone from breaking themselves. Most importantly: I love people.
Too clever, I suppose, but hopefully entertaining naetheless.
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Something strange is happening in the neighborhood of Tempe and Phoenix and occult investigator Vex Harrow is on the case. Shortly after taking on a VIP transport gig from her dad, mostly the boring job of driving a construction consultant around in her taxi, she discovers that people have been dying at construction sites.
...and things are not so ordinary.
Mill Avenue Vexations Volume 3: Incantations of Incarnation
Volume 3 of Mill Avenue Vexations - Friday brings strange events to all of Tempe and Phoenix, but Vex is still hot on the trial of the remaining, surviving, ritual performers. However, she runs into some obstacles that she cannot surmount by herself.
The Legend of Sleepy Phoenix
Cabbies are being tormented by a menacing figure on a motorcycle, when he runs one of Vex's friends off the road she puts herself on the case, and in true form, into harms way. See Vex Harrow in this vivacious rendering of The Legend of Sleepy Hollow updated for modern times, and Arizona nights.
Vex's Arsenal Vol 1: The Byzantium Outcast
In her ongoing search for magickal artifacts in and around Phoenix, occult detective Vex Harrow makes a strange discovery during one of her favorite hunts--at a yard sale. She procures a strange, bronze statue that seems to have a lot more going on than at first it may appear.
Mill Avenue Vexations Volume 2: The Calm Before
Volume 2 of Mill Avenue Vexations – The story continues into the next three chapters with the disappearance of one of the kids who performed the ritual at ASU. Vex visits a gypsy, Madame Summer, for advise about a particular magickal item she found at the site. Fear runs high when further strangeness stalks the remaining ritual performers and Vex attempts to find them before something evil does.
Mill Avenue Vexations Volume 1: Vexations
Volume 1 of Mill Avenue Vexations – All epics require a beginning, this is that beginning. Vex Harrow is visited by a vision of terrible things, Tempe is destroyed, it's buildings in ruin, all connected to a strange ritual played out by students at ASU in the topmost level of Hayden Library. Where will it end? Can she save them in time?
Lost Spinx Cat
When a little girl loses her cat, Vex takes up the case to help hunt it down again. Although her motives aren't as pure as she lets on--the cat isn't any ordinary cat, but a dangerous shapseshifting monster posing as a domestic furry friend.
The cat has already killed a man and risks are high. But how could this work out? Does Vex have to disappoint Holly over her beloved pet?
Hell and Step On It
This Mill Avenue Vexations short story was originally published in the Twilight and Thorns horror anthology--but that has since gone out of print. So it's being brought to you here as a stand alone short story. Cab driver, Vex Harrow, picks up a strange passenger during one of her late night fares and discovers there’s more to him than there seems when he vanishes mid-trip.
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