To me, H.P. Lovecraft’s words are powerfully evocative of the chilly spirit of both early autumn and early spring. This is one reason I’m so pleased that a piece I wrote at the Rainforest Writers Village (a wonderful writing retreat that happens every spring up in the Quinault Rainforest) is now available for your autumnal delectation. I was reading a lot of Lovecraft up there in the cold north woods, and it inspired this sequel to “The Dreams in the Witch House.”

I hope you enjoy “Curvature of the Witch House.”