Spacing Stories

Time doesn't heal anything. It only moves forward. Erin Pandore learned that too young-when loss rewrote her childhood and turned physics into something personal. By the time she enters university, she's already dangerous: a prodigy obsessed with bending time, convinced that the universe is not an arrow, but a structure that can be corrected. Then she meets Dr. Blanche Song. A physicist who speaks about time like it's already been rewritten. A woman who changes everything without trying. And Erin begins building something that might not just change her life-but rupture reality itself. Because if time can be bent... then maybe loss was never final.

Wrong, no. Nothing is right anymore, or was it ever in my eyes.

The Cross triplets come to town and Kira is in for a whirl wind of surprises.

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This poem was brought to my attention by a whispering muse one morning while I was in the shower. At the time, I was contemplating all the fantasies I hold dear and how I love to just plunge into each of them as if they were my present reality. Then the whisper came, "Dreams are like kites... are they not?" That little whispering question cascaded into a fully realized poem. However, the process was not so simple this time; because once I had reached my computer to begin the drafting process I had wasted precious time trying to bargain, "Can you wait a few minutes? I just applied shampoo and I am soaking wet." This stalling costed me dearly. A story, a poem, or any other creative idea do not wait around for when we are ready. So, if I wasn't going to make it become realized when it presented itself to me then off it would drift to someone else. Sensing I was about to lose the opportunity, I lunged for the string, tied it to myself, and then ran (wet and naked) to my computer. Though due to the stalling, the draft came out clunky, pieces forgotten, and the later revision process took much longer than usual. It was tough... needless to say. All in all, it is now completed, and I learned a lot from this poem and the experiences given. My hope is that you come away with an appreciation for the lesson I learned and that later when a kite drifts by you take full advantage of the opportunity rather than trying to stall for more time. As always, thank you for your time, and your feedback is greatly appreciated. -Moony Thinker Image Reference: Photo by TK Hammonds on Unsplash

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