Lisa A. Moore

Winter moves differently here. The light thins out by late afternoon, the wind sharpens into something with teeth, and suddenly the world feels like a quieter, stranger version of itself. For readers and writers who love haunted houses, sea debts, and liminal magic, this season feels familiar—but it also collides with a loud chorus of “finish the year strong!” and “write more, do more, be more.”

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