A collection of short stories inspired by Frankenstein, was published in July 2019. My short story Monster was included. I’m not saying it was inspired by my late mother-in-law, but there’s a hint of something there…
Here’s a video of me reading it at the Storytellers Cottage in Simsbury CT in May. Elizabeth Chatsworth (left) and Alison McBain (right), whose stories are also included in the book, were on the speculative fiction panel with me that evening. You can buy a copy here, and please do, since proceeds benefit the Westport Library.
WHEN TO NOW
My award-winning story, Misconception is one of eighteen in the new book: When to Now, a Time Travel Anthology, published in October 2018. Edited by Alison McBain, it features a variety of stories by seventeen authors in several different genres, so there’s something for everyone. Since I’m not good at speculative fiction that includes world-building, my story is more of a time slip tale. Here’s the beginning:
Marcia lay on a lounger along the shady side of the pool with the latest copy of People magazine. She’d almost finished the gin and tonic she’d carried out with her. Through half-closed lids, she could see the sparkle of sun on water as a light breeze caressed her skin and then the pool itself. She was reading an article about a film star who’d given up hope of having a baby of her own and so, had recently adopted a baby boy. Minutes later, the magazine slid off Marcia’s lap onto the hot concrete paving.
Her mind drifted as she thought about the life the celebrity child would have. It was so much easier these days. No one cared if a single woman raised a child by herself. Marcia was never sure she’d been right to give up her own newborn son, but her father had made it clear that, if she didn’t, her life would be ruined. So would the child’s. She wondered sometimes about the people who’d given him a home, though she didn’t try to find out. Knowing might have been too painful, and her feelings for her baby had been tamped down for so many years that now only fear of exposure survived.
She’d been a few days past her seventeenth birthday when she and Frank became engaged in 1977, twenty-two years earlier. Before he went abroad on a one-year assignment, he’d given her a ring – the diamond solitaire catching the sunlight on her left hand now. She’d agreed they would marry when he returned, though she hadn’t been quite sure he was the one.
That party. She’d regretted going almost immediately. She’d had…
Buy the book here to read the rest. 🙂
I’m one of nine women writers in this anthology: Tangerine Tango: Women Writers Share Slices of Life. You’ll find items on love, children, transitions and the humorous side of life. Here’s an extract from one of my pieces:
I had lived with the cabinet for at least thirty-five years, but had seen it long before that. It used to stand meekly in my spinster great aunt’s house. I’m not sure what else she kept in there, but whenever my sisters and I went to her house for afternoon tea, she would open the cupboard door and extract a small tin of Harrogate toffee. Then she would present one of us with the small silver toffee hammer. The lucky girl would strike the toffee as hard as possible, and distribute the shattered remains to the rest. I could still recall the way that toffee stuck to the roof of my mouth.
When she died, some years later, she left me this little cabinet. I was sorely in need of furniture, since I had married young and had no money to spare for luxuries. Victorian furniture was in fashion then, and the neat lines of the cabinet appealed to me. I polished its rich mahogany with beeswax, and used it to store my collection of long-playing records, which fitted perfectly. A glass vase glinted on top of it. Later, it had been moved to the kitchen, and when I moved to America, the cabinet had come too. It had seen service in the dining room, where we rearranged the shelves to hold wine glasses and bottles. Later it migrated to the children’s room, where a collection of half-made model planes found their way into it, and untidy piles of school papers drifted across the top. Just before our most recent house move, I had found it in the basement, filled with old letters and photographs. I had moved the documents into a plastic bin.
To read the rest, you’ll have to buy the paperback or eBook from Amazon. The paperback is only $7.50, and the profits are going to charity.
You can find some of my other published writing by clicking the links below
Amazon: Gabi Coatsworth author page
Dime Show Review: Moving On (flash fiction)
Mused – Bella Online Literary Review – Kitten Con Brio (fiction)
Good Men Project – Bipolar Planet