May Cobb, author of "The Hunting Wives"

<p><a href="https://gate.sc/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.maycobb.com%2F&amp;token=9237ac-1-1622990466117" rel="nofollow ugc" target="_blank" title="https://www.maycobb.com/">www.maycobb.com/</a></p> <p>My upcoming thriller, THE HUNTING WIVES, will be released from Berkley/Penguin Random House in May 2021.<br> My debut thriller, BIG WOODS, won multiple awards and was released summer 2018.</p> <p>I'm currently finishing a book about the late, jazz great, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, a project which has been in the works for twenty years. Kirk was a human phenomenon—a multi-instrumentalist who was best known for his miraculous ability to play three saxophones simultaneously. During his brief life, he defied staggering odds—from blindness, to prejudice, to a paralyzing stroke—in order to play the music that came to him through dreams. His story is what made me want to become a writer.</p> <p>I grew up in the piney woods of East Texas where both THE HUNTING WIVES and BIG WOODS are set. After college, I moved to San Francisco where I studied Victorian Literature for my Master's, and gravitated towards that era's detective novels, known as "sensation novels", such as Wilke Collins' THE WOMAN IN WHITE.<br> I then lived in Los Angeles for a few years where I worked for filmmaker/writer Ron Shelton and his wife, the actress Lolita Davidovich</p> <p>I currently live in Austin, Texas, with my husband and son where we enjoy traipsing around the area’s many beautiful parks. I also enjoy napping, staring into space, making to-do lists for my to-do lists, shoveling cookies down my throat when I'm writing a particularly difficult scene (and even when I'm not), wearing my PJ’s as often as I can get away with and collapsing into bed at the end of a day with a great book.</p> <p>My writing has appeared in The Washington Post, The Rumpus, Austin Monthly, and Edible Austin.<br> My proudest achievement remains clinching 1st place in the UIL competition for Personal Writing when I was in the 4th grade.</p> <p>VOX VOMITUS: Sometimes, it's not what goe