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

Books, Stories, & Anthologies

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"Come," said the cat. "They summon you."

It shamed him, hearing the thoughts of beasts.

"It is time," said the cat.

"No," he said.

Suddenly, though, imperial constables hunted him. He didn't know why. He fled up the river, into the great forest, his only guides this cat and a feckless dog.

He discovered that, before his birth, he'd been selected for a mission. Bred for it. He resented it.

And, in the forest, an unseen Presence, immensely powerful, had gripped him. He must do its will.

He decided on a mission of his own: to become free.

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

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This was not a good place to be....

After a moment, I realized we were 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.

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Just one cartridge in the rifle. If he missed her, she knew there’d be no more bullets.

Rush him? Then stab her cane into his stomach?

No, he’d get his finger on the trigger before she ever got to him. And he wouldn’t miss, not at this distance.

Run out the door? She’d get the bullet in her back.

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An alien visitor gets sloppy drunk on Diet Pepsi.
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.

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.Pleistocene witches herd saber-toothed tigers
.An alien lands in New Hampshire and gets drunk on diet Pepsi
.A troubadour won't listen to his much smarter dog and trouble ensues
.In the far future, unearthed relics of a Fifties rock-and-roll star inspire a new religion
....and eleven other stories from the farthest reaches of the imaginable.

From the Mesozoic, this quick-read e-story leaps to our time, a homeless encampment in Manhattan's subways--green-eyed strangers, up from even deeper down, seek Marten, a genius pickpocket, but he's a "cannon," he "dips" solo, and he means to keep it that way.

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A quick-read Ice-Age western, with witches, saber-toothed tigers, and dire wolves. Bonus: included is a free sneak-peak at a full-length novel of epic fantasy.

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In a serene town in the Vermont mountains, who strangled the college student from Italy?

Cooper North is a retired prosecutor and judge. She has a bad leg and just wants to watch birds. Yet, it's she who must find the murderer, even if it means putting her own life at risk.

A comic novella--
If your dog's a genius, shouldn't you do what he says?

A nonfiction book about endangered species, published by John Wiley & Sons

A Short Story to Read--Riders of the Dust-Gray Steppe
Originally published in Reflection's Edge magazine ( ) in November, 2008, this story blends aspects of ranchland western tales with a reimagined Ice Age.

Junkyard Bandicoots & Other Tales of the World’s Endangered Species
Written for ages nine - twelve, this book tells stories about animals on the brink of vanishing. Readers get up close and personal with all sorts of strange creatures, from giant pandas to tiny marsupials clinging to existence in one Australian junkyard to lizards big enough to eat you.

The Quality of Mercy
Originally published in the April, 1998, edition of the Smithsonian Magazine, this award-winning narrative follows two nurses through one long workday, filled with life, death, fear, hope, and caring so intense it is a kind of prayer.

Nosmo (a true story, in preparation)
You do not think a dog might become your teacher. But if you abruptly plummet into an alternative universe, the world of the sick, and confront death, you may need a guide. And a beautiful Pembroke Welsh corgi, radiating self-confidence and charm, may be just the boy for the job.


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.