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Akhila, Divided



MURKY DEPTHS PDF EDITIONS

Casting Sin

The Longest Road in the Universe



WITCHES & PAGANS PDF EDITIONS

Godtouched

The Ruin of Beltany Ring


About C.S. MacCath

C.S. MacCath wrote her first story in the Fifth grade, a tale of two young travelers that concluded with the gripping pronouncement, "And then the time machine...exploded!" In the Sixth grade, she wrote another entitled "Traitor on the Vega V" that featured a deep-space vessel, a murderer, cryogenic hibernation and a wedding. The wedding was in the epilogue. Even her angsty, teenage poetry was fraught with dystopian science fiction, which is also somewhat angsty, so the pairing was at least fruitful, if depressing. But it was a profound sense of hiraeth that claimed her early adulthood, a Celtic homesickness of the soul that moved her to earn a Bachelor of Celtic Studies and put her boots on the ground in Ireland, the subject of all her most lyrical poetry. The Master of English that followed taught her who and what she was not, and when it was over she settled down to write for real.

Since then, her poetry has been nominated for the 2011 and 2012 Rhysling Awards, and her fiction has received honorable mention in The Year's Best Science Fiction: Twenty-Sixth Annual Collection. Her work has appeared in Strange Horizons, Clockwork Phoenix: Tales of Beauty and Strangeness, Murky Depths, Mythic Delirium, Goblin Fruit and others. At present, she's working on the first trilogy of a nine-novel science fiction series entitled Petals of the Twenty Thousand Blossom and a collection of short stories tentatively entitled Spirit Boat. When she isn't writing, she owns and manages the Triskele Media web development company, studies the Gàidhlig language and plays traditional Celtic and West African folk drums. She lives in Nova Scotia, the most beautiful province of them all.

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I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.