Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
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Things involving timing are hilarious for me this week. But here, have a story.

So I've been having agita about a bunch of things related to tomorrow's big speech; if any one or two of the things was a factor, I think I would be totally chill, but there are like four or five things, so I am not chill. As the dashing aquila_dominus reminded me, I will be absolutely fine once I hit the stage. So I was beginning to feel slightly settled about that, and then, oh hey!

My story "Fortune" is up at ChiZine now.

It's a companion piece to "The Angel of Fremont Street". It's also possibly the most deeply personal thing I've written, save for Cicatrix, and it mines much of the same territory.

"Fortune" was pulled out of me over two days that I spent typing with one hand and with the other pressed over my mouth because that's what I subconsciously do when things are too much. I've read it aloud twice. On the circus-family train trip from Chicago, in the middle of the night in the dining car; at StrowlerCon, by circus-family request. Both times people cried. So. I would find it an honor if you read it, but leave yourself space for self-care.

If you're going to hear my survivor speech tomorrow, you can consider parts of this a preview.

If you think you know what the longest night of my life was, and you haven't read this story, I can almost guarantee you you're wrong.
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