Tag Archives: The Reincarnations of Miss Anne

Six Sentence Sunday, 1 April 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

No, she won’t think about that, because ten years and five children later (two of them dead in their first year) her blank-slate, lily-white ignorance is so far away and so alien that it might as well be someone else, … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 25 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

It was quite the rage in her parents’ circle to educate their daughters at convent school, for all that none of them were Roman Catholic.  It produced a demure, innocent and unworldly debutante, properly obedient to duly constituted authority, but … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 18 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

“Thank you, Araminta,” Charlotte said.  She prided herself on the good manners of her house servants, Araminta and her sister Sarah and the footmen, Scipio and Hannibal.  Thomas liked his male slaves to have names out of the classics; it … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 11 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

It’s that stupid Vera, on about the data again.  She wants clarification of something or other.  They met, and Vera was talking, and Anne-Marie has to confess that she started thinking about her kitchen and the remodeling she’d like to … Continue reading

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Genre Trouble: Everybody is subcultural (Literary fiction is a genre too)

Until I started working with the National Novel Writing Month local community in the Twin Cities, my experience with peer-organized writing groups (as opposed to professionally led classes) had been nearly uniformly negative. Now, I feel as if I’ve come … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 4 March 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

In Utopia, no-place or Eutopia, the good place, dreams are solid as marble and blue as the sea.  Favilla Vogel, whose name means a bird, had been dreaming of flight.  She had her arms wrapped around someone whose face she … Continue reading

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Genre Trouble: Loose Baggy Monsters, or the Lasagna Theory

The overture: two epigraphs A good play, like a good lasagna, should be overstuffed: It has a pomposity, and an overreach: Its ambitions extend in the direction of not-missing-a-trick, it has a bursting omnipotence up its sleeve, or rather, under … Continue reading

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Six Sentence Sunday, 26 February 2012 (The Reincarnations of Miss Anne)

The harbor at Utopia is shaped like a crescent.  Twin arms of white-and-gold headland wrap tenderly around the bay like the horns of the moon, like a mother holding a beloved child.  Favilla Vogel looks out over the water, as … Continue reading

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Revolutionary endgame, or some thoughts about Happy Ending

I’ve been thinking about the whole question of the Happily Ever Ending as I’ve been thinking out the ending of my NaNo novels, The Shape-shifter’s Tale (2010) and The Reincarnations of Miss Anne (2009, unfinished).  The 2010 NaNo was the first … Continue reading

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