Static Between the Trees

<ul><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>A man drifts in a viscous dreamscape beneath a world that moved on without him. As memory time and regret solidify around him he's left to confront the stillness he spent a lifetime becoming.</span></li><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>When Lucy gets sick her best friend abandons her. As she watches her move on without her a voice beneath the bed offers comfort if Lucy promises to let it out.</span></li><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>During a midwinter road trip to her brother's college a girl recalls laughter snow-covered hills and the stillness that followed. On a quiet stretch of highway something waits beneath the frost.</span></li></ul><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Some stories haunt because they're true. Not in the details but in the feelings we carry and the silences we live with.</span></p><p><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Static Between the Trees</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)> is a collection of quiet horror stories exploring grief memory and the strange beauty of decay. About memories that echo slip and shift in the corners of our minds. About grief not as a monster in the dark but as a quiet presence we carry.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Beneath the surface familiar truths echo:</span></p><ul><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The quiet ache of lost friendships</span></li><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The fading wonder of childhood</span></li><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The weight of unspoken goodbyes</span></li><li><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>The eerie slipperiness of memory itself</span></li></ul><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>For readers drawn to the atmospheric dread of David Lynch the literary unease of Mariana Enríquez or the quiet hauntings of Shirley Jackson this collection is for those who find fear not in what jumps out but in what slips away.</span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>Rooted in the emotional terrain of loss dementia and fractured memory these fifteen tales unravel the spaces between reality and unreality.</strong></p><p></p>