River Fairchild is somewhat odd, brandishes a dry sense of humor, owned by several cats. Lives in a fantasy world. A fabricator of magic. Makes stuff up and spins tales about it. Believes in Faerie crossings and never staying in one place for very long. Speculative Fiction wordsmith. The secret to her stories? Spread lies, blend in truths, add a pinch of snark and a dash of tears. Escape into her world. She left the porch light on so you can find your way down the rabbit hole.
on May 05, 2014 :
I’m quite fond of River Fairchild’s Death and Chronos stories collected in Living the Afterlife. That Death, otherwise known as Thanatos, and Chronos, otherwise known as Time, are “sidekicks” shouldn’t surprise us. And with the fate of the world and all mortals in their hands, their doing what male buddies do so well—goofing off—causes big-time disruption for the other gods and goddesses and endless amusement for the reader.
What’s not to love about these guys? Most people see peanut-popping Death as “a nice-looking young man,” if they see him at all. “Only those whose time has come would see the skeletal visage.” And with this character, “Death on a Harley” acquires new meaning.
When Chronos decides to remove his anachronistic green shag carpet, embedded with the peanuts that get away from bony Death, he chooses to replace it with gold shag. Angry at Evil for making time go backward, Chronos tells him all we need to know: “You can’t screw up time this way. That’s my job.”
The other characters in these delightful adventures of Death and Chronos include a butt-kicking War, a cherubic Eros, an earth-loving Gaia and the Fates, the three sisters who spin the thread of one’s life, measure it and cut it.
Did I mention River Fairchild’s writing? This is her description of Nyx (Night), the goddess Chronos is in love with: “Midnight hair swirled about a gown made of starlight.”
(review of free book)