When it came time to divvy up the episodes for the first season of Cold Witch, I had one request: I wanted to write about Zerena.
Cassandra Rose Clarke grew up in south Texas and currently lives in a suburb of Houston, where she writes and teaches composition at a pair of local colleges. She holds an M.A. in creative writing from The University of Texas at Austin, and in 2010 she attended the Clarion West Writer’s Workshop in Seattle. Her work has been nominated for the Philip K. Dick Award and YALSA’s Best Fiction for Young Adults. Her latest novel is Our Lady of the Ice, out now from Saga Press. CassandraRoseClark.com. @mitochondrial.
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When a Soviet socialite throws a party, all of fashionable Prague attends.
Artist Alice Duke brings our spies and sorcerers to life.
The air tightened, squeezed, and exhaled. A prickle of energy rushed over Jordan’s skin. She cursed under her breath. Something had tripped the protection charms.
It’s strange to think that a black-and-white TV show produced fifty years ago could have had some small part in forming my interest in and understanding of body politics. And yet that’s exactly what happened.
Here’s the thing about Episode 2: the story largely centers around a university lecture.
Tanya and Nadia continue their pursuit of the young Host Andula Zlata even as Flame agents are drawn to her magic like sharks to blood.
Through a haze of cigarettes and vodka in Prague, deep in the heart of the Cold War, a special force of spies rely on sorcery to win their games of intrigue...