Nica of the New Yorks

Sue Perry

Nica of the New Yorks by Sue Perry
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For readers of:Douglas Adams, Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler writing for Pixar, Terry Pratchett, Jonathan Stroud, Neil Gaiman, John Green
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Print Length306 pp
Publication Date2017
LanguageEnglish
About the Book

A self-appointed private eye solves cases and fights evil across the infinite co-existing dimensions of the Frames, a universe where buildings and lawn chairs might be sentient, stray cats have great powers, books can be killers, and clouds can be spies...

Now that Nica has a taste for life in the Frames - the endless multiple dimensions so bogglingly like yet unlike our own - she can't wait to get back to work with the allies in the fight against Maelstrom. Being Nica, she applies her detective skills to solve problems she hasn't been asked or permitted to tackle. Meanwhile, the universe prepares for war. In the New Yorks are Frames of such power that the land imparts strange partial sentience to all, and Nica's roster of allies includes old pals and recent comrades plus local beings, landforms, and structures, notably a self-help book, a river, and a street musician with an unfathomably dark past.This is book # 2 in the FRAMES quartet.

About the Author

Concert stage, dark except for a deep blue spotlight. Singer drops to one knee and his narration evolves from murmur to rant. "This is the story of a man who got what he wanted but he lost what he had. He got what he wanted but he lost what he had. He got –"

It goes on forever. It's mesmerizing. Uncomfortable. Confessional.

Pretty sure this memory is from the time I saw James Brown, decades ago, but the lost identity of the singer isn't the point.

I've spent my life gazing across some fence or other, admiring greener grass over yonder. I've acted on so many impulses to jump the fence. No complaints, but it has sure taken me a long time to appreciate where I'm standing right now. And nowadays that blue spotlight chant fills my head whenever I contemplate a new jump.

Sometimes I jump back.

I was a low–budget television producer until I wrote a psychological thriller, Was It A Rat I Saw, which Bantam–Doubleday–Dell published in hardcover in 1992. Soon after that I became the mother of twins, jumped into graduate school, and became a disaster scientist. I dabbled in academia, government research, and consulting.

I stopped writing fiction for nearly two decades, until I noticed how much I missed it. I resumed writing novels with the literary fiction Scar Jewelry about a family with secrets that start in the era of Los Angeles punk and persist for decades; then began the speculative detective quartet FRAMES, with Nica of Los Angeles and Nica of the New Yorks. Also in progress is a 9-novella, young adult paranormal horror romance, DDsE.

Funny. Back in the day, I had a single book idea at a time. Now I'm flooded with them, can't keep up with them, though I write just about every day.

I live in southern California. I had to leave for five years to confirm this is where I belong. I live with multiple cats, comfortably close to my twins and granddaughter. Like my life paths, my friends and family are all over the damn place. I like to visit them, spend time at the ocean, explore cities, and go out to hear live music.