Archives for the Month of November, 2018

Loss (Act II), Part Seventeen

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Two updates in one week? Who am I becoming?!

Debt of gratitude to the following: @notevenjokingfic (the parentheses in the first four paragraphs are the result of her being gracious with her brilliance and incredibly thoughtful when she reads my stuff); @kkruml & @sassenachwaffles(for finding my mistakes, being sweet about them, and generally having the kinds of thoughts that make me a better writer); @balfeheughlywed (for being my gut check when all I want to do is set 3500 words on fire).


Loss: Act I and ficlets

Loss: Act II: Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight| Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen |  Part Fifteen | Part Sixteen


Loss (Act II)
Part Seventeen

I knew why the world’s religions had nine hundred names for God.  

(Yahweh, Elohim, Jehovah, Nkosi, Allah.  On and on, uncountable names to call in prayer –– as a plea, to build a relationship, in search of guidance.)

One small word is not enough for love.  Nor is one small word enough for heartbreak.

(A name.  A thousand names.  Alexander.  Oliver.  Euan.  Henrietta.  Julia.  Sophia.  On and on, innumerable names that Jamie and I tried in our respective accents, paired with hypothetical middle names, and pictured in neat black lettering on a birth certificate.  An infinity of combinations of our DNA possible.)

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Carl Bloch –  In a Roman Osteria, 1866 (detail), oil on canvas

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>> If there’s a surefire way to make sure a book will be ignored by the literary old guard, it’s to print “Romance” on the spine. And the hatred isn’t about quality, since even the best-written romance novel is still tarred as unworthy of attention. That dismissal of romance as a genre is a political act. It’s about dismissing women, their sexuality, and their relationship expectations (especially those involving men). By tarring romance as inconsequential, as trash, women are denied a prime avenue for exploring themselves and their world. Meanwhile, male-focused stories about love and sexuality are heralded as literary fiction, no matter how navel-gazing or masturbatory. If that’s not political, what is?<< All Books are political, C.P. Hoffman Then Outlander by Diana Gabaldon is called science fiction and fantasy series followed by lastly romance. FML.

>> If there’s a surefire way to make sure a book will be ignored by the literary old guard, it’s to print “Romance” on the spine. And the hatred isn’t about quality, since even the best-written romance novel is still tarred as unworthy of attention. That dismissal of romance as a genre is a political […]

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