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Stranger Places: A Pie Town Novel

td Whittle

Posted on February 1, 2017

Welcome back to Pie Town, Dear Readers!

We are pleased to announce the release of our second book in the Pie Town series: Stranger Places: A Pie Town Novel, available in Kindle and paperback editions. For those of you who enjoyed The Infinite Loop: a novella of spaceships, time warps, and free pie, consider this your invitation back to Pie Town. We’ve introduced quite a few new characters, but you’ll recognize many from the first book too.

 

“The town is talking to you, Ava.”

Ava’s watch has died, and the mobile phone she’s found in her bag reads “No Service.” Her memory is spotty and her imagination running wild.

This isolated town in the West Texas desert is the strangest place she’s ever been.

She isn’t sure she can trust the locals, who range from hostile to strangely familiar. Is she paranoid, or is half the town avoiding her?

Maybe so, but she is intrigued by the town’s architecture, charmed by its quirky inhabitants, and delighted by its endless supply of fresh pie. She believes that the town and its people harbor secrets about her life and, the longer she stays, the more she recalls of the events that triggered her two-year odyssey.

Does Pie Town hold the key to Ava’s lost sense of self? Can it teach her about the nature of time, existence, the universe? Can she finally find love and friendship in this most unlikely of places? To find her answers, she’ll first have to learn to think like the locals, confront her dreams, and survive the motel swimming pool that beckons her into its depths.

 

Happy reading, everyone!

 

Sandra and td

Thirteen Ways Press

The Infinite Loop: a novella of spaceships, time warps, and free pie

td Whittle

Posted on December 26, 2015

 

Dear Readers,

 

We are excited to announce that our second book, The Infinite Loop: a novella of spaceships, time warps and free pie, is available in Kindle and paperback formats at Amazon.

Lenie and Rachel are two old friends sharing a road trip and a new vision of life, beyond marriage and children. Things begin to feel strange out in the West Texas desert: a buzzing, tingling kind of strange. An aircraft appears to be following them and distant lights shine from a town that doesn’t appear on their maps. What awaits them there is a tidy RV park boasting modern amenities and fresh all-you-can-eat pie.

Feeling lucky to have landed in this quiet oasis under a star-strewn desert sky, the women are reluctant to leave, even as they find themselves drawn into a series of increasingly disturbing events. Is it the town, the pie, or some kind of shared hallucination? One thing they know for sure is that they can’t leave without seeing the local attraction that has beckoned them ever since their arrival: the Infinite Loop.

This is the first book in our Pie Town series. Watch for our second, which we plan to release in February 2017.

 

Happy reading, everyone!

 

Sandra and td

Thirteen Ways Press

13 Ways: What the Elephant Tree Knew

td Whittle

Posted on April 10, 2014

When Lila and Bat were eight and four years old, respectively, they believed that the elephant tree could hear them. More importantly, they believed that she understood them. Every day and in all kinds of weather, the two girls would run to the bushland near their home, laughing in relief to see that their tree was still there. They were young, but they understood about trees: how one could grow tall and strong for a hundred years or more, only to be killed off in a second by a lightning strike, or killed off more slowly from fatal ring-barking. Lila and Bat relied on the elephant tree, as they relied on each other. She was the best listener they knew. She was their friend.…

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13 Ways: Thursday afternoon, near the turtle pond

Sandra Peterson Ramirez

Posted on April 2, 2014

“You know when it happened, don’t you?” he asked.   I just stared at him, my mind a blank. At that moment there was nothing in it except sunshine and wind and, in one tiny corner, the thought that I really did know where I had misplaced that green scarf.   “You took your eyes off it and let it slip from your mind and, just like that, it drifted away. You’ll never get it back. It’s gone for good. You can’t do that. You are responsible for some things forever and it’s up to you to hold on as tightly as you can; as if your life depended on it. After all, someone’s just might.”   If I had known him, I might…

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13 Ways: Pillow Talk

Sandra Peterson Ramirez

Posted on December 30, 2013

Morning comes in with a click, a sigh, an indistinct whisper. Nudges at me. I push night-sweat curled hair out of my face and pull the quilt over my head. Morning sighs again and whispers some indecipherable secret in my ear. Morning, tasting of sleep and coffee, kisses me. Twice quick and light and once hard and lingering. Kisses the bruise on my left thigh.    I deny the urging and turn my back on morning. Pull the quilt tighter, squinch my eyes a little harder. I start to fall and then catch myself, nestled in a thousand quilts. A mechanical golden bird clicks its beak against the bedroom window, lets itself in, and traipses across the ceiling, its ticking feet leaving gold hieroglyphic markings…

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13 Ways: Traveling Heart

Sandra Peterson Ramirez

Posted on April 11, 2013

“It’s not going to last,” she said, carefully squeezing the lime into her drink and giving it a thorough stir.   “You sound very sure.” He tried to keep the hope out of his voice. They’d done this dance before. Many times.   “She doesn’t like to travel.” She dipped one finger in the drink, ran it along the rim and then licked the salt, tasting it.   “But you just went to Vegas?” He hated the question in his voice. Hated the tingle of excitement elicited by watching her lick her fingers. Hated that he wanted details to think about later.   She shot him a look of disgusted amusement. “Vegas isn’t traveling. It’s…” She searched for a word.   He waited, knowing…

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13 Ways: Last Kiss

Sandra Peterson Ramirez

Posted on January 10, 2013

He reached out, set the glasses on the dash. In their reflection he could see trees and light poles flashing by at seventy-five miles an hour. He couldn’t see the gas station he was leaving behind. He couldn’t see her standing inside, behind the dirty plate glass window. She’d told him that she couldn’t go any farther with him. That the bus stopped there and she was going to take it to some other godforsaken little town. Responsibilities, she’d said. He’d gotten in the truck and peeled out like a teenager and it’d started to rain just like in a goddamned movie.   He stewed about what could have been while he drove for the next three hours. He finally had to stop at another…

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Book Review: The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, by Haruki Murakami

td Whittle

Posted on August 21, 2012

The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle by Haruki Murakami My rating: 5 of 5 stars   I can understand readers having extreme love/hate reactions to Murakami, generally, and to The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, particularly. As in his other works, the most recent of which is 1Q84, opening the covers of Wind-Up Bird is like strapping yourself into a carnival ride through someone else’s dream world; unless you are very keenly interested in the mind of that dreamer, you will be in turns bored or repelled by the experience. I am keenly interested in Murakami, and I find myself willing to read pretty much anything he writes; but it is a love that surpasses my own understanding at times.

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Book Review: Tom is Dead, by Marie Darrieussecq

td Whittle

Posted on August 19, 2012

Tom Is Dead by Marie Darrieussecq My rating: 5 of 5 stars   No plot spoilers here … but then, if you are reading for plot, best look elsewhere. This is a quiet but trenchant meditation on the death of a loved one; in this case, the four year old son of the narrator, a woman whose name we never learn. Her personal circumstances are revealed to us bit by bit, filtered through her complex grief, so that reading the book feels as if we are intruding on someone’s private journals or personal letters to a close friend. The writing parallels the narrator’s emotional experience in its tone, vacillating between numbness, detachment, guilt, longing, rage, and raw anguish. I felt as if I were…

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13 Ways: Side Effects

td Whittle

Posted on March 27, 2012

The problem was the insects.   They were all around the house. While it was not as if there were a plague of them, there were at least hundreds of the smaller ones, and dozens of the bigger ones – too many to be normal, Glenda was sure of that. Well, she thought she was sure of that. It seemed that more were arriving all the time. They were multiplying at an alarming rate. She could only identify some of the basic types, as insects had never captured her attention much in the past.

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