In love with death. The banshee are spirits of death. Some were once human; some are of the Good Folk, come up from the darkest shadows under the hill. In the end, it makes no difference. The banshee sing death, and that is the whole of it. When the banshee come singing, death follows behind, and there is no fighting it. No appeal, no bargains to be made. But tonight, Bridget Flanagan has an offer that the banshee have never heard before…
People in New York City will tell you that it’s not what you do to pay your bills that defines you. That’s just your day job. It doesn’t matter if you wait tables or drive a bus or work as a stockbroker until you get your Big Break, you’re really an actor, or a singer, or a dancer, or an artist.
If that’s true, then I’m a writer and aspiring tabletop rpg designer who lives in New York City with my beloved wife, still working and waiting for my Big Break.
I’m a movie buff and a horror hound. My favorite season is Fall, which has somehow become a time of renewal to me. My music of choice is epic rock, and I love walking my city and finding all of its hidden wonders; I have a special love for Coney Island.
Most of all, I love the stories. I’ve loved the stories since I was a very small child, begging my parents to read me another book. The stories have been my friends at times when I didn’t seem to have any others.
A 20 minute free novel from Audible... but is it worth 20 of your precious time? I don't think so. Yes it had a fantasy element surrounding death but the story never got off the ground