In another city at another time Elham would have been a respected craftsperson, a borosilicate glass blower who mastered the sweltering heat of both torch and kiln to form her own private vision of caretaker bead, memory vase, and family ring. But this is Driesch and Elham’s power, the thing that buoys her through the city’s many pitfalls, isn’t her glass work, it’s her mind.
Julie C. Day
And then Joe McDermott at Vernacular Books reached out to me. He said, “I want you to be part of my anthology, The Way of the Laser, an anthology of near-future crime stories.” I’m usually not a fast writer. The idea was rather terrifying. I knew I’d need a crutch. So I went back through my Unfinished Projects folder and I grabbed my Driesch document.