Owen Wyke

I write literary fiction, from my home in northeast Connecticut. Trees surrounding the house include white oak, sugar maple, Japanese maple, blue spruce, black birch and holly. Wee flora include clover, scarlet pimpernel and purple loosestrife.

My coffee of choice is Lavazza, which must be dark and rich, because isn't it a forest drink, after all?

I'm partial to the typefaces JansonText LT and Trebuchet MS and use them exclusively these days, though I'm also fond of Palatino.

My novel-in-progress, Seely Catch, is all about myth and musing, and cumber hearts and quippish souls, and the promise of ancient names. Many trees are noted, none of them die. No one dies.

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

If you have a presence on Twitter and/or Bluesky and/or Facebook then feel free to connect with me there. Otherwise, I can be reached at owenwyke13@gmail.com.


Seely Catch : a novel in six follies

Published Short Pieces

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 : 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)]


Gone Lawn
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