Richard Wolkomir & Joyce Rogers Wolkomir

Writers of Fiction & Fact


Beginning with the narrator's pitch perfect storytelling "voice", I was quickly captivated and constantly lured on….I loved the author's choices of people and place names - 'Fishtown' for the village, Wil Deft for the hero. This author manages to coax poetry from every descriptive turn of phrase….


It started with a terrific hook - who can resist a talking cat sent to deliver a message? It starts off strong and just continues that way.


… wonderful scene-painting: mundane Fishtown, the cobblestoned streets, the glow seeping through closed shutters, and above all the sinister bulk of the imperial ship blocking out the lights of the neighboring town, all spring into reality before us. Impressive work.
—Cairo, Egypt

This brilliant story snags and tickles our feelings as we try to figure out its large and small mysteries. We like this lonely kid with a decent heart, a distracted brain, just a few coins, and a battered old boat….
—Santa Fe, New Mexico

…charming well-balanced prose, unexpected and delighting imagery (his hair needed a licking, determined the cat), perfect pacing and immediate suspension of disbelief…. The character's names are easily pronounced, creating instant association, and their personas are shaped almost invisibly with an expert choice of few words. I want MORE...and I want it NOW!
—Long Beach, California

Any writer who can suck a reader into a fantasy with convincing characters and bizarre situations that seem perfectly normal has a true gift….Yet, it is the language with which the story is written that sets it apart….Move over your treasured copies of Tolkien and C. S. Lewis and make room for Wolkomir.
—Waitsfield, Vermont

The story is exciting and leaves you wanting to know what will happen next….I enjoyed the suspense of thinking the imperial constables might catch him at any minute!
—Denver, Colorado

From the very first sentence I was hooked….The characters were instantly real—how many writers can do this?—inside a single sentence. Even the cat and the dog were instantly real, the cat being a cat through and through in spite of speaking, and the dog a dog through and through.
—Albany, New York

I'm amazed at how very quickly I was drawn into Wil Deft's mysterious world… a milieu of uneasy distrust and ominous foreboding. (Ah, but the barmaid offers hope!) I was completely intrigued….

…a world as believable as Tolkien's. I read the first chapter last night and woke up thinking about the characters and their world. I loved what the dog says—we all know that's what dogs would say, if we could only hear them…Publish this one—the movie folks will want to do something with it.
—Albuquerque, New Mexico


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"Come," said the cat.
He knew what it meant, this speaking with animals, and it shamed him.
"They summon you," the cat said. "It is time."
"No," he said.
Yet, it wasn't so simple. And he went.
His only guides were this cold-eyed forest cat and a feckless dog. And where they led him, he didn't want to go.
Even so, he went.
It was time.

Caliban Island--a Silicon Valley genius buys it, then immediately blacks it out, raising intelligence agency eyebrows. Willie Deane infiltrates the Caribbean island, undercover. He finds white-sand beaches, palms...and murder. Why are workers in the island's research facility, the Sugar Cube, one by one, thrown out of a Black Hawk helicopter, or fed to the island's feral Bengal tiger? And why is the next target Willie Deane?

A tyrannosaurus rex hunt, in the Cretaceous, begins Part One of this quick-read e-story, but Part Two leaps to our own time--an abandoned Manhattan subway station, where the homeless find shelter. Up from even deeper down come green-eyed strangers, seeking Marten, a genius pickpocket, but he's a "cannon," he "dips" solo, and he means to keep it that way.


After a moment, I realized I was caged, staring out through iron bars. Defion stood outside the cage, insect faced, no expression. Philip Prester stood beside him, but with his back to us, looking out over the plain.
Windblown orange dust sandpapered my face. I felt a buzz inside my head, and knew the dust did that, as if it was electrically charged. After a few moments, I didn’t notice it.
“Where’s this?” I said, mainly to hear my own voice, something familiar.
Defion surprised me. He spoke.
“Sinnabar,” he said.

In this quick-read e-story, an Ice-Age western, witches riding dire wolves herd saber-toothed tigers to a mining town. They ask for help with a dying girl, for "decency." They almost get it.

A mystery novella, available as an e-book--

In a quiet Vermont town, who strangled the Italian college student, who looks dressed for a fashion shoot?

Cooper North meant to retire, but now hunting down the strangler falls to her, at the risk of being strangled herself.

Through Cooper North’s window—a shot.
She’s just retired as a Vermont prosecutor. She’d planned to watch birds, read. But now she’s back investigating. And this time it’s personal.
Who wants her dead?

An alien visitor gets chummy with a golden retriever.
At the OK Corral, old-west spellslingers fire off incantations.
Ancients from the Cretaceous emerge from Manhattan’s subways.
A scientist riles a Florida swamp shaman, and never sees the magic coming.
Hunting a renegade, intercosmic rangers take the form of professional wrestlers.
And then….

Is fact really stranger than fiction? Not in these fifteen stories.

Pleistocene witches, riding dire wolves, seek help for a snake-bitten girl at a village where they're feared and hated.

A visiting alien gets sloppy drunk on Diet Pepsi.

Uninvited, a bear moves in with a lonely man and helps him tap his life's "Refresh" button.

Ghost hunters, investigating apparitions in a cranky playwright's home, find it's a case of haunting by backstory.

And other tales about what--probably--could never be.

This comic novella, available as an e-book, asks this question: if your dog is a genius, shouldn't you do what he says?


Check out our published books
Stories published in literary journals
A "Pleistocene western," published in Reflections Edge magazine
A nonfiction book of stories about disappearing animals, published by John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
An award-winning chronicle of life and caring in a small hospital, published in Smithsonian Magazine
Just when a terrifying illness strikes, a self-confident corgi appears on our deck, seeking a new home, and he becomes our guide.