Sutton entered the bathroom, the lights a dim yellow glow against sage green walls. One of the lights flickered, the fractured electricity crackling. A large mosquito buzzed in the upper corner of the wall, its wings an erratic flutter. Sutton walked down the line of sinks and mirrors, stopping in front of the one that called to her….the very last one along the wall. Her light green eyes lifted, studying the reflective glass. She placed her hands on the sink, and let a slow breath out through her lips. The excited thrum of the football game echoed in the distance. Tonight was the first home game of the season, Ivy Hawn’s Wild Cats vs. Kreagon High’s Timber Wolves. The sound of the Ivy Hawn marching band carried on hot humid air. Hundreds of feet stomped on bleachers, creating a rumbling thunder made of metal and sneakers. Sutton ignored the clamor, tightening her grip on the sink, her gaze never breaking from the mirror. Despite the danger that awaited her, Sutton’s heart beat s
Why do you lik e SF/F? I like SF/F because it expands beyond the limits of reality and lets you imagine anything is possible. I appreciate this freedom. What book got you hooked in the genre? The first fantasy novel I read was ‘Dead until Dark’ by Charline Harris and I loved it so much that I binged read the whole series and started to research other books in the same genre. What is your favorite book to film adaptation and why? I haven’t seen many movies that do justice to the books, but Silence of the Lambs would make the cut. Unlike most movies, Silence of the Lambs Kept quite close to the book. What makes it fascinating and unnerving is the ‘quid pro quo’ Clarice has to allow a sadistic serial killer to get inside her head for him to help her catch another killer. The dichotomy is unsettling because it shows that a psychopathic devious serial killer that is also helpful, giving wise advice to the hero. He’s also protective of Clarice and when an inmate insu