A New York Fairytale

So below is a brief book jacket blurb I wrote as an exercise to try and remind myself not to get lost in random subplots. I've tentatively titled my novel New York Sidhe: An Epic Urban Fairytale (and no, you don't pronounce Sidhe like "city"). Once I finish the novel, it will be interesting to see if there's any resemblance to this blurb written in the beginning.

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Three years ago, artist Finn Foxjoy was found in a coma in the New Mexican desert, with nothing but a scrap of paper from a fortune cookie company in Queens. She has no memories of what came before, and so comes to gritty glitzy New York City looking for answers. But even mysterious dreams of pixies and fox-spirits don’t prepare her for the true diversity of New York City, where oblivious mortals dine at Rashaaka-run restaurants on Murray Hill, and dance to the beats of Sidhe hip hop artists of Chelsea. Where wisdom and comfort from Hopi elders can be found in 24 hour diners in Queens, selkies dive Brooklyn waters, and angels roost in the crown of the Statue of Liberty.

This is the real New York City.

There are some things that can’t be seen until you close your eyes. And for Finn, New York City is only the beginning…