Jacqueline Sheehan

Truth (2003)

From the opening chapter of Truth:

I rode to earth on the backside of a comet. Mau Mau Bett saw me blaze across the sky and disappear into the moon, where I reined in the comet with my strong arms, tightened my thighs to make the comet turn, then scorched back across the sky. With the last light of the comet – for I had nearly burned it up dashing around the moon – I rode until I say a man as tall as a tree, holding a burning pine knot in a smooth stone mortar. Next to him was a woman holding out her apron. I landed headfirst in her out-stretched cloth, turning her apron black with my heat.

Selected Works

Fiction
Now & Then (2009)
“Spellbinding…an altogether enjoyable adventure with a heavy helping of magic.”
Publishers Weekly
Lost & Found (2007)
“Sheehan eloquently channels both human and canine voices in this bittersweet tale of wounded lives renewed.”
–Suzanne Strempek Shea, author of Becoming Finola
Historical Fiction
Truth (2003)
“Sheehan’s writing is lively and vivid and her feel for historical detail is fine…”
New York Times