Jess Howe's Zone

by Jess Howe

My teddy bear, Austin, grinned at me out of the darkness. There were a lot of shadows in the room where I used to live as a child, you see. Cobwebs hung in many corners, from beams that hadn't been ...More>
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by Jess Howe

The stop sign was where Rene lost her chicken, and she didn't think she could flutter over the rainbow without it. So then that was a damn shame; Rene had already been a turtle and a monkey, and she ...More>
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by Jess Howe

That first time I went to Bag Hall up there in the wilderness beyond the town, that started it. That first time was one of the strangest of strange encounters. My problem was it got me thinking, and...More>
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by Jess Howe

The thirteenth cat lived in a museum of glass and twine, where everything was for sale. Mistress was an artist, and the museum was a house, a miraculous house with false walls because they were consta...More>
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by Jess Howe

The beggar woman reminded me of my brother who travels on trains. Well, he says he does: Lou says he does a lot of things that he doesn't do. I've never seen or heard of him on a train, per se. He...More>
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by Jess Howe

We always said she was an unusual one, but the memory issues were the end of the leaf. How do you contradict the Fairy Queen when she insists that she got the bowl of the Great Dragon Jehoseph just y...More>
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by Jess Howe

Kelsa wanted her bridal veil to be the best in the land, and she'd have no bones about it. The thing was done, so she said. She'd trailed lodestone in the brook back of her house every month on the ...More>
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