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Last year my dear friend, partner in crime, and co-writer, [[Matsuoka Haruka]], passed away very suddenly; she was a constant in my life for ten years and was more than a friend, she was a sister. If there was anything that she did, it was constantly push me to write, to finish something. She believed in me when I didn’t do so in myself. | |||
After she was gone, my therapist suggested I try and making meaning in my grief, and so I turned to writing. I hadn’t finished a short story in years and I sat myself down and said, “Etienne, you are going to do this, you are going to do this for Steph.” So, I sat down and out came [[You said Yes as I said Please]]. One thing leads to another and suddenly I had six stories posted in S2B2, the first three were specifically written for her, as a part of my grieving process. | After she was gone, my therapist suggested I try and making meaning in my grief, and so I turned to writing. I hadn’t finished a short story in years and I sat myself down and said, “Etienne, you are going to do this, you are going to do this for Steph.” So, I sat down and out came [[You said Yes as I said Please]]. One thing leads to another and suddenly I had six stories posted in S2B2, the first three were specifically written for her, as a part of my grieving process. | ||
Revision as of 12:55, 19 March 2015
Knife Edge is a story written by Matsuoka Haruka (in memoriam) and Kimyō Tabibito. It will run in Special Issue 10 at http://s2b2.livejournal.com/, and will be mirrored on Wednesday at http://www.shousetsubangbang.com/mirror/.
Summary
Elena stages her own fantasy kidnapping, things go delightfully awry.
Author Notes
Last year my dear friend, partner in crime, and co-writer, Matsuoka Haruka, passed away very suddenly; she was a constant in my life for ten years and was more than a friend, she was a sister. If there was anything that she did, it was constantly push me to write, to finish something. She believed in me when I didn’t do so in myself. After she was gone, my therapist suggested I try and making meaning in my grief, and so I turned to writing. I hadn’t finished a short story in years and I sat myself down and said, “Etienne, you are going to do this, you are going to do this for Steph.” So, I sat down and out came You said Yes as I said Please. One thing leads to another and suddenly I had six stories posted in S2B2, the first three were specifically written for her, as a part of my grieving process.
I knew as soon as I realized that this was going to be a regular “thing” for me, that I had to revise this story sitting abandoned for five years in my Google Drive. Steph and I had written it, and then I had gotten cold feet about posting it anywhere.
It was not an easy process; I was scared of losing Steph’s words, worried that she would have hated the direction I took the piece. Editing was even more difficult, as I whittled down more of her work. About 1/3 of her contribution still remains, and Elena was “her” character.
In the end, though, I’m very proud of what I produced and I think she would be as well. Thank you for taking the time to read and for being there throughout my writing/grieving journey here on S2B2.
