Zoetown Media: 6 books

Smoke My other self cries out in her crow voice, more wind in it than snarl...from somewhere, there, off to my left...he sits there in the clearing, in a grassy bowl at the bottom of the hill...he’s smoking, watching me...a tall hat of smoke rises around his head...where’s your brother,...

Wings We returned to the woods from a three-day journey through the dizzy land of the casino. Today's a Saturday morning resurrection. Somewhere in my family DNA, a Christian sings the Sermon on the Mount,  the only words in the Book that matter. Across the web, Mozart thrills...

Richard Brautigan, western writer Richard Brautigan had to talk, needed listeners to feel his thoughts. So, when he was alone, he saddled up and rode his keyboard, stopping to pick up apostles, penguins and sexy girls, spout- ing tall tales through his handlebar moustache all the way to his hometown, iDeath, where he never once said “I wish I had a glass of watermelon juice.” 

Sensitive hands He has the most beautiful hands. Long fingers, arced tips, black hair shiny as crow’s feathers on his knuckles, palms webbed with fine lines. Grinning, he says the tangle of lines means he’s ultra-sensitive. He’s sensitive, but not the way you’d expect. I say “You’re...

Books by Thomas Timmins Novels:    Blood Medicine    The Special Fruit Company    Down at the River    The Hour Between One and Two (Trilogy)    Aphrodisiac for an Angel Short Fiction    Puff  of Time    Visions of My Other...

Since her name means “eternal life,” Zoë Rarefield is convinced she can find a way to live forever, roaming back and forth between her mother in Heaven and her friends on Earth. Zoë finds a drink recipe in an old cookbook called “An aphrodisiac for your angel.” With this recipe, she intends...