Location: United States
Member Since:
June 16, 2011
Austen Szott
Biography
Author of numerous novels, novellas, and pieces of short fiction, blends of romance, thriller, horror and visionary science-fiction.
Paperback editions and collections at Amazon.com --
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Paperback editions and collections at Amazon.com --
https://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/s/ref=is_s?k=Austen+Szott
Where to find Austen Szott online
Where to buy in print
Books
Birds Under the Water, Heaven Moves
by Austen Szott
Price:
$3.99 USD.
Words: 13,550.
Language:
English.
Published: July 16, 2015
.
Categories:
Fiction » Visionary & metaphysical, Fiction » Literature » Literary
"Look at that. What is this thing?
"It stands up. It comes here. Why here?"
Card City, A Cure for the Crater
by Austen Szott
Price:
$3.99 USD.
Words: 4,530.
Language:
English.
Published: July 23, 2013
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Categories:
Nonfiction » Biography » Personal memoir, Fiction » Visionary & metaphysical
What is this beautiful city here, with its mist over these buildings?
Wander away and find family, and friends, paradise, and care. The medicine is no longer bitter, and sour, made from motion, vector, shape and carve or caress, and still the sugar granulates and washes the water over the tongue.
The Laughing House
by Austen Szott
Price:
$3.99 USD.
Words: 22,510.
Language:
English.
Published: July 23, 2013
.
Categories:
Fiction » Horror » General, Fiction » Coming of age
"When the thump came again and Martha couldn’t help but stir under his grip, his mouth opened to speak for what his move-less eyes could no longer hold.
'I told you not to scream. I told you it was only laughing.'"
Please Stop Breathing
by Austen Szott
Price:
$3.99 USD.
Words: 11,040.
Language:
English.
Published: July 4, 2011
.
Categories:
Fiction » Literature » Literary, Fiction » Horror » General
No, I don’t know when you’ll die, when you’ve died, or why I don’t know—I should—I owed that much to you, to know death better to give you comfort in it—to know brightly when you’re here, to dig my fingers like forever into your neck—to know easily when you’re gone, to dig my fingers into mine—
To cover you and carry you away.