I Saw Three Ships

A collection of eight linked stories, set in Vancouver's West End. They take place at Christmastime, but the rituals of the season hardly come into play. Rather, the stories take their direction from the seasonal tug-of-war between expectation and disappointment that always occurs as the light begins to deepen. The stories give shelter to characters whose experiences of transcendence leave them more alienated than consoled. These are strange, sometimes twisted, sometimes tender stories, intended for the use of anyone who's ever been stuck with their wheels spinning at the corner of Pagan and Holy. Also, they're funny.