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Excerpt
We were lucky, or so we were told. It was a town of white stucco and hard work, the kind of place where every nearly older woman was an “aunt,” and everyone was family. Thanks to our missing fathers, our town even had a charity school for those past the age of eleven, when mandatory schooling ended.
I would race my classmates home, raising red clouds of dust in the wake of our footsteps. Among the fields left fallow by our distant fathers, we would play. Ball hoops knotted from worn rags, swords from cracked broomsticks, soda cans compressed into discs. Everything, everything was unmade and remade, tangled and tossed beyond the setting sun until our mothers called us in for bed. There were no fences, no walls save for one area, where none of us were allowed to go.
from "Coyote Princess," a short story in progress.
Bio
A.M. Lau is a graduate of Clarion West 2007. She lives in Queens, N.Y., where the good food is.
Goals
Write-a-thon goal: To finish a post-colonial futuristic novel about a reverse Lara Croft whose life is dedicated to retrieving the artifacts stolen from third world countries and returning them to the places they were originally taken from. With aliens and resistance fighters thrown in for good measure.
