Books by Oni Buchanan

As time beings, what we have is the time being, the present moment, however compromised, however shattered. Buchanan's characteristic combination of wry humour, nerve, empathy, wisdom, and outrage exposes the laughably absurd and the evisceratingly tragic all at once.

This world is filled with uncontainable data, a rush of experiences tumbling one after the other, experiences whose logic is only that they have happened, or haven't - or worst of all, cannot be determined.