Write Place, Write Time

If you look at anything long enough, say just that wall in front of you -- it will come out of that wall.
- Anton Chekhov

Cherie Priest

   

I don’t really have an office, just a portion of wall in our living room. (Tiny downtown Seattle apartment. You know how it goes.) But there you go, and that’s what it looks like. Yes, that’s a cast iron candelabra. The framed images are line art from the interior illustrations of my mosaic collection DREADFUL SKIN (courtesy of Bill Schafer at Subterranean, artist Mark Geyer). The anchor is a cheap thermometer that originally belonged in a Florida giftshop circa 1985, but I found it in Archie McPhee and it reminds me of home.  As you can see by the filing cabinet, I am a Real Grown Up.

                         

Cherie Priest is the author of eleven novels (so far) - but whenever anyone tells her, “Hey, I read your book!” she knows they mean BONESHAKER. Not that she’s complaining.

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