I had a vaguely Christian upbringing which only involved one family church visit a year, and it didn't stick as I passed through my teens and started thinking things through more. I landed on Buddhism for similar reasons to those you mentioned, and still look towards it, though even there I came up against some requirement for blind faith when I attended a local Buddhist centre for a while.
I enjoyed this story, thanks for choosing it. I didn't get pulled in straight away, but once it had me I was capivated and I'm left with many strong images - the poor friend plucking tiny beating hearts from his boils! :(
When I first started reading this story, I really wasn’t sure whether I would continue as it was so different to the usual style of fiction that I read. But within a couple of paragraphs I was completely lost in both the narrative and the beauty of the language.
I was brought up in the Church of England but have been an atheist since a teen. I loved this story as a way of making sense of humanity and its need for religion.
The language is so evocative (I, too, was struck by the ‘scything’ moon) that I felt uplifted by this tale. Thank you for adding this to the list.
This is what I love about short fiction— how they can vary so much, and yet we read on despite hesitation because, why not, it's not like they're an entire book. Only to find ourselves enamored. So glad you enjoyed this story.
I love the way Rita Chang-Eppig writes about family, and her excellent verbs. (Scything!) Thanks, too, for sharing your story, Stacy. And for a story a day!
I had a vaguely Christian upbringing which only involved one family church visit a year, and it didn't stick as I passed through my teens and started thinking things through more. I landed on Buddhism for similar reasons to those you mentioned, and still look towards it, though even there I came up against some requirement for blind faith when I attended a local Buddhist centre for a while.
I enjoyed this story, thanks for choosing it. I didn't get pulled in straight away, but once it had me I was capivated and I'm left with many strong images - the poor friend plucking tiny beating hearts from his boils! :(
The ending was (for me) unexpected and perfect.
The ending was so beautiful! I was also floored by the abundance of imagery.
When I first started reading this story, I really wasn’t sure whether I would continue as it was so different to the usual style of fiction that I read. But within a couple of paragraphs I was completely lost in both the narrative and the beauty of the language.
I was brought up in the Church of England but have been an atheist since a teen. I loved this story as a way of making sense of humanity and its need for religion.
The language is so evocative (I, too, was struck by the ‘scything’ moon) that I felt uplifted by this tale. Thank you for adding this to the list.
This is what I love about short fiction— how they can vary so much, and yet we read on despite hesitation because, why not, it's not like they're an entire book. Only to find ourselves enamored. So glad you enjoyed this story.
I love the way Rita Chang-Eppig writes about family, and her excellent verbs. (Scything!) Thanks, too, for sharing your story, Stacy. And for a story a day!
Her verbs are amazing, and thank you so much for reading!