Showing results for "In Memory of Memory" in Coming of Age

Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army - dragging my best friend with him - and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

Maggie: Ten years ago, Cash Armstrong stole my heart. Then he promptly joined the army - dragging my best friend with him - and left me crying on the front porch in a red sequined prom dress. Now he's back. They're both back. Cash, the one who still has my heart. And Luc, the one who saved my life.

Memories are by nature unreal, untrue, inaccurate. They are only mental constructs that we use to organize our experiences. Some are cherished, some frightening, some lost. But they are the only reality we know. Andrew takes a non-linear approach to assembling memory bits into a collection of experiences, real and imagined. Using a variety of forms, including short stories, poems, and a play, we get a portrait of a man lost in time.

Get ready for a leap into nostalgia and childhood dreams. Contained are four short stories from the Secondary Epoch, a time between wars, when Unicorns still frolicked in woodland glades, magical winged creatures still gracefully flew in the skies above, with Dark Lords still exiled in depths, and evil somewhere between a distant memory and a future that seemed far and remote. See the realm through hopeful hazel green eyes and experience the magic as if for the very first time.