(no subject)
Head's buzzing again.
Pieces of the puzzle, falling into place.
Small gods, household gods, ancestors, the dead, bones, taboos, the space between, dogs. They all fit together. Somehow, anyway.
Fiction can be just as truthful and profound as non-fiction.
I keep feeling that there's one more piece, one more thing I have to find, and it will all become clear.
I can taste it on my tongue, it's almost complete.
Just not yet.
Pieces of the puzzle, falling into place.
Small gods, household gods, ancestors, the dead, bones, taboos, the space between, dogs. They all fit together. Somehow, anyway.
Fiction can be just as truthful and profound as non-fiction.
I keep feeling that there's one more piece, one more thing I have to find, and it will all become clear.
I can taste it on my tongue, it's almost complete.
Just not yet.