Plasti-cake is a story straight from the intuitive, non-logical side of my brain. It is set in a place called Cylinder City, which is an amalgam of places I have lived. The world Cylinder City belongs to seems a match for contemporary Earth but it is filled with anachronisms and strange characters. Sometimes it feels like a dream, but it isn't a dream. Sometimes it feels like magical realism, but it isn't. Sometimes it feels like stream of consciousness, but it isn't. The journey for the reader is a journey towards working out what it is they are reading.
Read Excerpt 1 - the opening pages.
Read Excerpt 2 - The lunchtime rush is over. Gumbo's Cafe has emptied completely. After having a funny turn Maeve2, who can see people's auras, is feeling stronger. She persuades Gumbo he can leave her in charge while he runs an errand...
Read Maeve's Moondance - the short story where it began.
