The Ultimate Metafiction: A Story To Kill You or To Die For


This Story will Kill You
Kurt Fawver

“Extrapolate, reader. Connect the dots.”
Another Fawver tour de force as a paradoxically hurtful take on that old rhyme — a faux, thus real as a negative of a negative, metafiction that somehow confirms my fearless faith in fiction and the impossible connections made possible by the passion of the reading moment, all factors mentioned in my earlier entry today above and cultivated there, it seems, simply to be engulfed by this story, in an existentially real and fearful way…cultivated to engulf me, too.
This story to die for is surrounded by the whole Vastarien book, and makes it even more real, were that even possible! Its Lexie of Darmody above returned as Lex as a word in the “wordwind” that happens to embrace violent Storm Eunice around me at its cumulative height even as I write this in a UK real-time. Honestly. See my brief blog here that I posted before it all started, whereby another writer of fiction adds her own Lexical weight….

“The thing from the story will eventually come for them, though. It won’t stop until its work is finished. […] …it barrels straight at Julia, into Julia, through Julia,…”

“The trees that ring the terrorized glade begin to sway in an unfelt breeze. Something powerful is moving among them.”

This is also the Clint Smith work, just now above — “it’s the eternal metamorphosis of the creative mind […] the boundary between the real and the imagined.” – as this Fawver has it. “If she could see inside its gyrating funnel,…”

The FOOD FELLOW incorporated, too, now “tearing sound like a citrus fruit being stripped of its rind.”

…to watch the thing whirl ever closer.
“A living, flying pen scrawl,”…

Julia, the main protagonist as ultimate spear-carrier, the reader, too!
We’re all side characters at the end of the day.

A fictional backstory as a fatal truth. Anticlimax as the most powerful climax. Following all the bloody jam of words on the forest floor.
A rabbit-hole Hell. The unholy roaring in its chimney. The harvesting of Vastarien.


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