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Dreams of Drowning

It’s 1973 and Amy, an American ex-pat, is living as an illegal immigrant in Toronto where she’s fled to escape the scandal surrounding her twin sister’s death. Joanie’s been gone two years, but Amy still hears her cries for help. Is she hallucinating or is her sister seeking rescue from somewhere beyond time? Romance would jeopardize the secrets Amy has to keep, but when she meets Arcus, a student working to restore democracy in Greece, she falls hard. Arcus doesn’t know about Amy’s past, and she doesn’t know Arcus has secrets of his own.

In 1993 Toronto, Jacob Kanter, a retired archaeologist, is mourning his dear wife and grappling with his son’s plans to move him to a nursing home. Despite multiple infirmities, he remembers sailing as a youth and sets out toward the lake where he boards a mysterious ferry boat embarking on its maiden voyage. He expects a short harbor cruise, but the Aqua Meridian is larger than it looks, and time is slippery on the water. When he hears a drowning woman call for help his story merges with Amy’s, and they discover they have unexpected gifts for one another.

 
 
 
 
 
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Resurrecting Rain

Deena's house is being auctioned off at sheriff's sale and her marriage is falling apart. As her carefully constructed life unravels her thoughts return to the New Moon Commune where she was born and to Rain, the lesbian mother she abandoned at fourteen. No one, not even her husband and children, know about New Moon or that she sat Shiva for Rain in exchange for her grandmother's conventional house in the suburbs. A continuing cascade of disasters eventually leaves this middle aged librarian homeless on the streets of Sarasota. Out of desperation she accepts a job with an octogenarian TV writer who believes crows are the reincarnated souls of Jews lost in the holocaust. Then, when her daughter shows up trailing trouble, she finds herself in a car full of desperate women racing toward New Moon, the place she spent her whole life trying to escape. Sometimes you have to lose a house before you find your home.


 
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Painting Bridges

It’s April of 1976, eighteen months since Samantha lost her daughter and young husband. Immobilized by grief and afraid to drive, she’s barricaded herself in a dilapidated farmhouse in Western New York. Her wealthy parents want her back in Cleveland, but she refuses to go anywhere or to see anyone except her mother-in-law, an outspoken chain smoker who communicates with the dead through mediums at Lily Dale, a nearby spiritualist retreat. Then, unexpectedly, a deaf child with an eerie resemblance to Samantha’s daughter wanders onto her property and changes everything.

And so, with an intriguing set of characters and a plot just waiting to expand, Averbach unfolds this introspective, intelligent and moving novel.
— Michelle Ross, Cleveland Plain Dealer
Painting Bridges is a lovely exploration of the ways we grieve, and the ways we heal.
— Ann Hood, author of The Knitting Circle and The Obituary Writer
Patricia Averbach finds just the right details to pull us into Samantha’s world that bridges Cleveland and rural Catawba County. Painting Bridges is an intimate, in-depth look at how we can climb out of the depth of loss to experience the world anew.
— – Sarah Willis, author of Some Things That Stay and The Sound of Us
Part memorial, part love story, part coming-into-one’s-own, it is a classic narrative that reaches out to every kind of reader.
— – Liz Rosenberg, author of The Laws of Gravity and Home Repair
 
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Missing Persons

Averbach’s poetry chapbook, Missing Persons, won the London based Lumen/Camden Poetry Competition in 2013.

In Patricia Averbach’s Missing Persons (Ward Wood, 2014), it is difficult to distinguish between the living and the dead. While individuals float away from each other or bereaved families drift apart like planets in an expanding universe, the dead follow us back from their own funerals or join us at the sink “dressed in a linen suit and high-heeled shoes”. Averbach knows it is love which holds the universe together, not the laws of physics.
— The Times of London Literary Supplement