“My life, who could pretend there wasn’t a big fucking hole in it?”
Books by Elizabeth Hand
Cass Neary has arrived home in New York, after a brief stint in Maine where she just happened to be involved with several mysterious deaths.
Fleeing Reykjavik amid a series of murders, Cass Neary lands in London expecting to rendevous with her longtime lover Quinn—but Quinn is nowhere to be found.
This collection of shorts includes ghosts, flying machines, witches, ancient trees, and more than one impossible transformation.