More About Lady Birdbones

So, I see this book as being playful, as being whimsical.  As being stitched together out of rainbows and hearts (like human, like real, like pumpump blood pump), as containing a lot of the strange humor found in Apple Magick and Mr. Water Bones and His Wife, cept more like Waterbones in some ways.  Also, plan on using the same writing style from my short story, PostFlesh the crazed poetica, that running, singing, beatific style of verbosity.  What Kerouac called breathless, mind saint, that sort of thing.

More on it when I get it.  Although, for first lines I’m pondering these-

This is the story of how Lady Birdbones found the eye covered egg on Dinosaur Island, after fighting the giant apes on the sleepless mountain, and traversing the glass god seas. This is not the story of her death, though she dies again and again, as we all do, just to come back in forms and memories and stories like this one.  This is not the story of her life, because as you will see, a lot of it is left out.  Holes exist in this biographical narrative, moments where we let her be, where mysteries abound, where stories begin and end and travel on without us.

No, this is a story within focus.  Within a needlepoint perfection of narrative.  It is memory fine tuned and polarized, blocking out all that unnecessary stuff like before and afters, and leaving us with incomplete, jigsaw parts, but an overall, complete portion of one narrative story.

As you all know, from temples and stories and wordsofmouth, this Lady Birdbones had many adventures and this was just one.  Is it the most important one?  Nope, probably not, not in the least bit.  It doesn’t have her transcendence, or her drinking from the mouth of the moon.  But it does have some love, it does have some friendship, and it does have action and adventure and even some naughty bits that might be a little too naughty for those faint of heart.

And it also has the Butterfly Killers.  And you won’t find them in any other story, that I promise you. These girls are worth the price of admission alone.