I was in a wandering mood so I set out first for the library because that’s usually where I’ll find something to take my mind off of things. I browsed the shelves for a while, but I realized I just wasn’t in a reading mood, so I went to the river and just started walking. I’ll often grab a coffee and sit on a bench and jot down notes, but tonight I just couldn’t settle so I meandered until it got dark. Then I walked some more until my head cleared and I actually started to think of things to write down, but that’s when I remembered I hadn’t actually brought a note pad with me so I spent the whole walk home whispering into my Blackberry so I wouldn’t forget. I just played it back and I sound like a quiet, slightly deranged person, which does explain a couple of looks I got as I passed people on the street.
PROLOGUE: A BLACK CONDOR DIPPED her featherless head and flapped her wings, straining for height. Another vulture drifted in front of her, forcing the condor to climb higher in the crowded wheel of circling birds. The condor struggled, her body weak from having little to eat over the past month. The sun had yet to… Read more »