February is persecuting the townspeople. It has been winter for more than three hundred days. All forms of flight are banned and the children have started to disappear, taken from their beds in the middle of the night. The priests hang omius sheets of parchment on the trees, signed 'February'. And somewhere on the outskirts of the town lives February himself, with the girl who smells of honey and smoke...In short bursts of intensely poetic language, this beautifully strange and otherworldly first vel tells the story of the people in the town and their efforts to combat the mysterious spectre of February. Steeped in visual imagery, this is a hauntingly enigmatic modern fairy tale - in which thing is as it seems.
Shane Jones, born 1980, has published stories and poems widely online and in print. This is his first novel. He lives in upstate New York.