James Claffey James Claffey
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James Claffey
Blood a Cold Blue
stories by James Claffey

ISBN 978-1-935708-91-9
8.5 x 5.5 paperback, 174 pages
"James Claffey's debut spans the distance of continents and the gulf between memories. At times beautifully surreal then painfully stark, his stories reach into those parts of us that long to be gathered and made whole again."

—Ronlyn Domingue, author of The Mapmaker's War and The Mercy of Thin Air

“Claffey is a collector of moments that throb to life; shapes appear out of the mist of memory as irreducible as the mystery of existence itself. Blood a Cold Blue is fueled by a masterful writer: powerful, unforgettable and mesmerizing.”

—Meg Tuite, author of Bound By Blue

​"In Blood a Cold Blue, James Claffey infuses every story with rhythm and rot, doing things with words that I've never seen before and don't expect to again."

—Ben Tanzer, author of You Can Make Him Like You and My Father's House
Praise for Blood a Cold Blue
James Claffey hails from County Westmeath, Ireland, and lives on an avocado ranch in Carpinteria, CA with his wife, the writer and artist, Maureen Foley, their daughter, Maisie, and occasionally, his son, Simon. James’ writing has appeared in numerous journals, magazines and anthologies. He is currently working on a novel based on his childhood in Ireland. His website is at www.jamesclaffey.com
Meet cover artist Þorkell (Thorkell) Sigvaldason
Cover artist Þorkell (Thorkell) Sigvaldason has always been fascinated with photography. When he was younger, he would always ask to use his father’s camera. After a couple of years of this, he finally got a camera as a present. He says, “It wasn't much, but it was mine.” Later, after getting a digital camera, he started taking more photos and putting them online where other people might see them. He says, “I'm mostly interested in landscape photography, but I take photographs of other things as well.” Regarding the cover photo, “Bird in Snow,” he adds, “I shot this through a really dirty window. It's not like I could've opened something; the bird would've flown away at the slightest sound from me.”

Discover more of þorkell’s photography at www.flickr.com/photos/thorkell.