My daughter is a storyteller. She collects words as readily as rocks and plant seeds. While bits of nature fill her pockets, her mind fills with tools for her stories.
As soon as she knew how to speak a sentence, she recounted her observations in rambling detail and her dreams in disturbing clarity. She not only tells the story, she performs it. Her hands wave in the air and her voice changes to set the mood.
This is the micro version of her favorite story to tell when she was four years old. She insisted it was “the good story”. I would try every time to rewrite the story into a happier version, yet she held on to the key points that gave her versions a darker tone.
Her versions are better, anyway.
This is the last part of my 15 Every 15 series. Keep an eye out for the graphic cards all together in an upcoming post, and please feel free to comment on your favorite part of the series. Thank you for reading!
Sometimes I wonder what the perspective of other life forms is like. Understanding the perspective of a monkey is a big enough challenge. Could we ever understand the life of a flower?
An organism doesn’t need sentience to feel. Do they need thoughts to yearn for more life?
This is a part of my 15 Every 15 series. Check back September 30 for the next edition.
Author Commentary about “Violation”:
I know. This piece doesn’t read as fiction. What inspired it was an idea of a sentient machine responding to a routine procedure. The violating human is unaware of the artificial intelligence and the distress the procedure causes.
The words drafted on paper (as this was originally written on dried tree pulp) spoke for a quiet, desperate part of me. I realized it could speak for too many others in real life.
This is a part of my 15 Every 15 series. Check back September 15 for the next edition.
To me, parenthood
is all about nurturing a child
to the best of your abilities
until they can shine on their own.
I imagine the mother of stars
could feel the same way.
This is a part of my 15 Every 15 series. Check back August 16 for the next edition.
I’ve found a home for a set of fifteen-word stories: Here!
Every fifteen days starting in ten days (that’s a Monday, July 17), I will post one of these pieces of fiction on artwork with an accompanying personal story.
It’s my gift to those of you who visit this site despite my quiet years. Thank you for reading.