“You left your soul out of its box Accessible to the rain” SoulBeautySadnessHistoric FictionBox Rain Author:Shawn P. McCarthy
“Wind against the goggles. Cool night air against her cheeks. She roars on into the night, hissing and clanking and smoking. She heads toward the glow of the big city, with sparks trailing behind her like dying moths.” FireWindSparksSteamMotionSteampunkTrains Author:Shawn P. McCarthy
“The cobblestones are a bad match for the wagon, making it feel like she’s sitting atop her own personal earthquake.” Historical FictionShakingTravelingEarthquakeWagon Wheels1800sWagon Author:Shawn P. McCarthy
“She asks the yard a question it can never answer. 'What is it about me that I can’t find my proper place on this earth?” Place In The WorldMy PlaceFiniding Author:Shawn P. McCarthy
“Dark sometimes is described as the absence of light. But light, conversely, is not just the absence of dark. Light is something far different. Light is energy. Darkness is but a void.” LightEnergyDarkDarknessAbsence Author:Shawn P. McCarthy