"You have been quartered."

Today, yuki_onna finished Palimpsest.

I had the pleasure of reading this story when it was first posted to Senses Five Press: I read it in the middle of my Summer of Stories, on the day that I got my tattoo in observation and celebration of Tanabata and my fascination with stars.

Here's what I said then:
Viral tattooing, indeed. It takes a gifted writer to do creative cartography well and Cat succeeds here. I love the depictions of the city, Palimpsest, the many-layered readings one can derive from her descriptions. I'm exceedingly delighted that she is writing more set in this city, for I very much want hundreds of pages more of Palimpsest in which to get lost. Intoxicating.

I recently re-read it in Paper Cities: An Anthology of Urban Literature and was once more swept away by the intoxicating mystery of Palimpsest. I want to walk those streets, purchase a map from my beloved Lucia and Paola. I want to let the jeweled vermin of Casimira run over the backs of my hands and clad myself in dream-spun dresses of indigo and feathers. I want to submerge my mind in Palimpsest and grow up there between the cracks, letting my soul wander the map that grows in flesh and eye.

I apologize for going on, especially since the story is no longer on-line and Paper Cities is still technically forthcoming. But I hope I've whet your appetite, because I'll want company along the alleys and avenues of Palimpsest.

In the beginning, there were icons:

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If you like or take any of the icons, let me know!

"You have been quartered."

Today, yuki_onna finished Palimpsest.

I had the pleasure of reading this story when it was first posted to Senses Five Press: I read it in the middle of my Summer of Stories, on the day that I got my tattoo in observation and celebration of Tanabata and my fascination with stars.

Here's what I said then:
Viral tattooing, indeed. It takes a gifted writer to do creative cartography well and Cat succeeds here. I love the depictions of the city, Palimpsest, the many-layered readings one can derive from her descriptions. I'm exceedingly delighted that she is writing more set in this city, for I very much want hundreds of pages more of Palimpsest in which to get lost. Intoxicating.

I recently re-read it in Paper Cities: An Anthology of Urban Literature and was once more swept away by the intoxicating mystery of Palimpsest. I want to walk those streets, purchase a map from my beloved Lucia and Paola. I want to let the jeweled vermin of Casimira run over the backs of my hands and clad myself in dream-spun dresses of indigo and feathers. I want to submerge my mind in Palimpsest and grow up there between the cracks, letting my soul wander the map that grows in flesh and eye.

I apologize for going on, especially since the story is no longer on-line and Paper Cities is still technically forthcoming. But I hope I've whet your appetite, because I'll want company along the alleys and avenues of Palimpsest.

In the beginning, there were icons:

1. 2. 3. 4.

5. 6. 7. 8.

9. 10. 11.

If you like or take any of the icons, let me know!