Elsewhere
Two posts in one day! Wooot.
I have been obsessed with the book Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin for fucking ever, almost. I read it originally over three years ago and the idea of people who died going to a heaven like place, where they aged backwards until they were literally "reborn" on Earth--yeah, it seems faily, but it surprisingly doesn't go there. It doesn't do a lot of moralizing or preaching, instead it's about how, when you die, you say goodbye to the people you left behind, but hello to the people who left you earlier, but at the same time you can't get too comfortable with it because you'll have to say goodbye to them again.
The image that sticks with me is somebody who died when they were older having their tattoos becoming sharper and sharper, and hurting, until they disappear one day. Leaving behind pieces of your past self as you grow into a new person. Yeah, I'm sure a lot can be said about my headspace with this.
But then I thought about what it would be like for somebody who transitioned going there, and having their previous family members not recognize them because of how much they changed. But then having to slowly lose everything that made you you. Somebody who'd started T or Estrogen later in life and then one day waking up realizing they were losing something they'd fought so hard to get, and the battle of fighting to hold on to their gender identify as their body "lost" all the things they had done. Waking up with breasts again, waking up with a penis, and knowing there was no way to fix it because if you did, it'd just show back up because you're aging backwards.
And now I want to write Glee/Elsewhere fic! There's actually a good story on ff.net (shuddup) about Kurt going to an alternative reality. Once In a Lullaby. I should make a Glee Rec's List this weekend, actually.
Anyways, yeah. I have thoughts, and they are mostly non-coherent.
I have been obsessed with the book Elsewhere by Gabrielle Zevin for fucking ever, almost. I read it originally over three years ago and the idea of people who died going to a heaven like place, where they aged backwards until they were literally "reborn" on Earth--yeah, it seems faily, but it surprisingly doesn't go there. It doesn't do a lot of moralizing or preaching, instead it's about how, when you die, you say goodbye to the people you left behind, but hello to the people who left you earlier, but at the same time you can't get too comfortable with it because you'll have to say goodbye to them again.
The image that sticks with me is somebody who died when they were older having their tattoos becoming sharper and sharper, and hurting, until they disappear one day. Leaving behind pieces of your past self as you grow into a new person. Yeah, I'm sure a lot can be said about my headspace with this.
But then I thought about what it would be like for somebody who transitioned going there, and having their previous family members not recognize them because of how much they changed. But then having to slowly lose everything that made you you. Somebody who'd started T or Estrogen later in life and then one day waking up realizing they were losing something they'd fought so hard to get, and the battle of fighting to hold on to their gender identify as their body "lost" all the things they had done. Waking up with breasts again, waking up with a penis, and knowing there was no way to fix it because if you did, it'd just show back up because you're aging backwards.
And now I want to write Glee/Elsewhere fic! There's actually a good story on ff.net (shuddup) about Kurt going to an alternative reality. Once In a Lullaby. I should make a Glee Rec's List this weekend, actually.
Anyways, yeah. I have thoughts, and they are mostly non-coherent.