I live in many worlds. There is a version of me who lives in the autonomous commune of Minneapolis and St. Paul (they never did change the old names), and another who lives in the America that never entered the second world war; then there’s the one who ends, so far as I can tell, in the general strike of 1933-35. The mirrors open onto an infinite gallery of worlds, and I don’t know all the tricks of navigating it. A labyrinth of mirrors… a wilderness of mirrors, someone once called the intelligence services. But this is rather different. There’s a lot of nonsense talked these days about how perception trumps reality; that’s the line of stage magicians and professional liars. It’s a truism and it’s also a treacherous principle on which to order one’s life.
As I begin revisions on The Shape-shifter’s Tale, I will be posting character interview excerpts for the main cast of the novel. This week’s excerpt comes from the interview with Sophie, the narrator’s great-aunt.
Weekend Writing Warriors offers eight-sentence excerpts from a variety of writers; see the other excerpts here.