Books by David Rix

London after the breakdown ... For Jess and Jay, a former clothes designer and her partner, life has become a matter of scavenging round trying to keep going in a world of hunters and hunted. A world where the city streets have become a battleground with threats from both sides - where the 'survivors' of this disaster have reset themselves several levels downward on the scale of humanity, while the victims have become something else entirely. Based loosely on the paintings of surrealist artist Paul Delvaux, this novella dissects the trope of the zombie plague with the help of clothes design - clothes design inspired by insect camouflage. A portrait of a city filled with naked wanderers, dead railway lines, mouldering bones and almost beautiful silence.

Four Windows. Four minds riding through derangement and beyond as clouds gather over the city of London. Four music students working hard to analyze a unique and extraordinary musical composition. From 'The Night of the Electric Insects' through the 'Songs of Bones and Flutes' to 'God Music' and the return trip, George Crumb's 'Black Angels'-noble; wicked; madness; ethereality. Listen and the sky turns yellow and lightning flickers like burning alcohol in the distance.

Who is Feather? The wandering girl - the running girl. Fragmentary, oblique, a damaged product of innocence lost, on the run from a deprived childhood and eccentric domineering father. Passing from remote beaches and salt marshes covered with samphire and grey sky to more human wildernesses in London and Ljubljana - always on the move and always making encounters. Always touching people with her own magic. Always unable to engage emotionally with all the lives she passes through - hurt, maybe, but always just moving on. In these nine stories and novellas, David Rix weaves an enigmatic web of fictions at the shifting intersections of Slipstream, Horror and Science Fiction. Feather lurks at the edges of some of these tales and erupts from the centre of others, but her presence and personality haunt them all, like an eerie melody played on an underwater violin. Perhaps Feather is a symbol of something fundamentally human, an avatar for the collision of our common humanity with the insanely alien environment of the modern world. But ultimately, Feather is also the muse of David Rix himself, and in sharing her with him, you will come to savour the very act of questioning, and discover that strange world where mystery and innocence meet what we see as normal.