My story “Flying” appears in Conjunctions: 78: Fear Itself. In a Locus review of the issue, Ian Mond asks, “Who better to speak to our anxieties, our paranoia, our terror than thirty talented poets and authors, several of whom have spent their careers exploring this most primal of emotions?” Mond goes on to say, “Julia Elliott’s ‘Flying’ is this visceral, grisly, subversive take on the magical ‘hag’ – ‘all skins and bones and rancid rags, crimped hands resembling bird claws, talons that snatch babies up by the scruff of their necks.’”
