So, you ask, how can I write about shape-changers if I am writing what I know? And how can I keep it believable, layered, and meaningful while using genred themes …?
In every paternal society since the Greeks, the rights of women, and the sexuality of women, and the voices of women have been systematically suppressed socially and academically and politically.
How does eight-thousand year-old writing on rocks look anyway? The one nearest the visitor center is a popular one—a curved line sprinkled on the cupped side with dots. “It looks more like a bowlful of stars to me…”
Gone is the big, swiveling oval mirror. Gone is the dressmaker’s form hung with leghorn hats and feather boas…. Gone are the memories and dreams. We are people without baggage or attics.
…the insatiable mechanical troll chewed its gold-hungry way upriver from above Polecamp Creek to Jordan Creek where it collapsed and died, abandoned in its own self-made dredgepond, surrounded by the regurgitated piles of its rocky diet.