I write literary fiction, from my home in northeast Connecticut. Trees surrounding the house include white oak, sugar maple, elm, blue spruce, holly, juniper, black birch, Japanese maple, rose of Sharon. Some wee flora are clover, scarlet pimpernel and purple loosestrife.

I'm partial to the typefaces Janson Text LT, Palatino and Weiss.

I am finishing a novel, Seelie Catch, that plays with myth and folkore, and uncertainty as a ruling force. Also there are cumber hearts here and quippish souls there, and the promise of ancient names. Many trees are noted, none of them die. No one dies.

I am the founding editor of the perfectly respected literary journal Gone Lawn, which I understand you've heard of.

I can be reached at owenwyke13@gmail.com. I also have a presence on Bluesky and Facebook.

Seelie Catch, a novel in seven follies (complete)

2013 : All Our Animal Dead : [A-Minor]
2013 : The Well Wishers : [Cease, Cows - September]
2013 : The Free Sounds: House of X : [Cease, Cows - May]
2013 : A Language of Trenches : ["Word Swell" (anthology)]
2011 : Sound and Sky : [Anemone Sidecar Chapter 15]
2011 : The Free Sounds: House of the Letter L [Café Irreal]
2010 : An Audible Palace : [Exclusive #3]
2010 : Leisure : [Kill Author #10]
2007 : Growing Home : [Snow Monkey #18 (print)]
2007 : Climbing the People : [Snow Monkey #18 (print)]
2006 : Hills of Teeth : [Spinning Jenny (print)]

(2010-ongoing)
A journal of word-things