oh my feeling.
So the other day I bookmarked Sera Gamble's short story "Blue Star," and I just got around to reading it.
Dude. Seriously.
Ari was six when his mother got sick. His mother is dead, and his girlfriend is dead. Women pull apart in his fingers like wax. They blow away like dust. After his girlfriend he couldn't see how to get close to a girl again. The last four years, every one he met seemed accompanied by an invisible twin: her own death. The car crash to come, the drunken plummet, the disease, the OD. After his girlfriend he felt himself incapable of being surprised. People go the way they are going. His mother worked with chemicals, got cancer from the chemicals, died from the cancer. His girlfriend rode a motorcycle, died in a crash. This girl smells like the ocean. Her invisible twin has already drowned.
I might love it because I recognise my style in hers, I might love it because it's fucking hot (tattooing, tattoos, blood, etc.), I might love it because I can SEE SPN in her original fiction (which is silly and so fangirl, but whatever). I don't really care why I love it, you know?
Anyway. It's been selected for The Best American Erotica 2007, so.
I'm really really bored. Maybe I'll go work on my spn_holidays story. It has backstory and creepy Vancouver shit.
Bye.
Dude. Seriously.
Ari was six when his mother got sick. His mother is dead, and his girlfriend is dead. Women pull apart in his fingers like wax. They blow away like dust. After his girlfriend he couldn't see how to get close to a girl again. The last four years, every one he met seemed accompanied by an invisible twin: her own death. The car crash to come, the drunken plummet, the disease, the OD. After his girlfriend he felt himself incapable of being surprised. People go the way they are going. His mother worked with chemicals, got cancer from the chemicals, died from the cancer. His girlfriend rode a motorcycle, died in a crash. This girl smells like the ocean. Her invisible twin has already drowned.
I might love it because I recognise my style in hers, I might love it because it's fucking hot (tattooing, tattoos, blood, etc.), I might love it because I can SEE SPN in her original fiction (which is silly and so fangirl, but whatever). I don't really care why I love it, you know?
Anyway. It's been selected for The Best American Erotica 2007, so.
I'm really really bored. Maybe I'll go work on my spn_holidays story. It has backstory and creepy Vancouver shit.
Bye.