. . . where science reads like fiction and fiction reads like science . . .
Winter Child in Flight, Williamsburg VA
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ABOUT MEA Weird Life
Margaret Riley worked hard to gain a strange education. She majored in 19th century literature before selling her car to buy a camera and joining the US Peace Corps. Having learned to speak Thai, love teaching, and politely eat whatever was handed to her, she took her camera on the road, traveling through SE Asia, India and Europe. She volunteered for Mother Teresa at Shishu Bhavan, trekked the Himalayas, and kayak-camped through France. When she returned to the US, she started teaching environmental science at an outdoor program she ended up running. Then, armed with twenty years of the ‘What if?’ questions posed by students ages 5-95, she began to write.
Margaret enjoys kayaking slowly, cross-country skiing even more slowly, and hiking phenomenally slowly while taking photographs that make something real look imagined. She lives in Spearfish, SD with her husband, Clay, and their sons Liam and Finn. |
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What if the apocalypse doesn’t arrive with four horsemen and a hail of frogs? What if it slips in sideways, unnoticed on the back of a billion bad decisions? What if it has started already?
Astrobiologist Dr. LeeCee Schofield should be ecstatic when she finds evidence of a new species deep below the Antarctic ice. Instead, as her research progresses, she has to decide whether she is losing her mind or uncovering impossible truths. And losing her mind might be simpler as her discoveries are terrifying: Not only are we not alone in the cosmos, we are not alone in our own bodies. The alien other we have looked for is not out there but in us, and resembles nothing so much as the “soul.” And it is dying, suffering a kind of colony collapse that threatens to take our humanity with it. |
If it is true that bacterial cells outnumber the human cells in our body by a factor of ten—why can’t we recognize ourselves for what we are: A shambling colony of survivors?
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Lois is an outgoing librarian in a small southern town who hates to travel and has worked hard to have a spectacularly normal life. But the arctic dreams she’s pushed herself to ignore are starting to push back. Jack has long left normal behind, along with his sensible job researching memory in mice. He’s in a professional free fall, following the images in his head to the Arctic ... and, ultimately, to Lois.
As Lois and Jack’s stories spiral into each other, Alex and Lena MacDonald's parallel tale is told in haunting flashback as an epistolary romance. The strength of their connection is dragging their ancestors through snow and ice to uncover the truth: Sometimes who we are is less important than who we were, and who we were stays with us—ghosts in our machine—encoded in our DNA. |
It’s hard even now to believe that I am here and you are not. Hard to understand that the stars are wild and bright in the firmament & you are not here to share them. Hard to know I will not watch as our child grows inside you. I remind myself of all the reasons we chose to part, but I cannot help but wonder ... what kind of man leaves his beloved so.
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They say a picture is worth ten thousand words. But sometimes, ten thousand words won't really explain anything...
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