The Dressmaker’s Lament is a story I began working on in August. It is a Gothic story set in and around an old Brownstone in New York that was long-ago converted into apartment homes. But something is different about this particular Brownstone and at least one of its occupants…
- Who is the young and beautiful Evie Piper?
- How long has she been living there, on the uppermost floor of an aging brownstone?
- Why does she cover the walls of her apartment in a hundred ornately framed silver-backed mirrors?
- Why does she hide her other collection of antiquated sewing shears?
- Why does a bent, elderly shadow appear some nights against the lamp-lit shade of her upper-right window?
- What makes Beverly Sams so intent on making Miss Piper’s acquaintance?
- Why has no one else ever been recorded as having rented the apt across from Evie Piper’s? (Surely that must be a mistake in record keeping?)
- What is the sensation of cold that lingers in a slice of air, right where the final step of the old stairway meets the uppermost landing between the two apartments?
- Why is Beverly Sams having so many strangely familiar nightmares?
- And why does she not see Evie for days even weeks at a time?
Beverly must be losing her mind. She knows, in her gut, that there is something very wrong about Evie Piper … and the stairway … and the dank air that seeps into her room from the brownstone’s basement…
Stay tuned for excerpts from “The Dressmaker’s Lament,” here, and at http://www.thesanguinewoods.wordpress.com.
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