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Evocative in a way I find very appealing. Makes me want to read something longer from the author.
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2.5 stars for this short story, free on Tor.com. karen (in her review thread for this story) suggested to me that that I needed to look deeper for meaning, when I was initially very dismissive of this story. I did. I even read the whole thing a second time. I'm still feeling dismissive. :p But YMMV.Final review, first posted on Fantasy Literature:A young wife, who seems to have recently moved with her husband into a new home, struggles with visions of flocks of starlings that flutter all around
This short story is too poetic for me. The storytelling might work for some readers, it's just not for me.
All these thoughts, waiting in the shadows, solidifying into facts. Those people you sleep beside: Do you realize how much trust that is? How much you trust them? It would be so easy. I don’t know why every bedroom wall isn’t painted with blood.i do my weekly “free tor short read” every saturday morning, usually between 5 and 6 a.m.that’s a pretty bleary-eyed time of day, but routines are routines. and when i find myself reading a really great one, it’s a fantastic experience - a sort of tender
They whisper. It’s been like this since we moved in, since the words started flowing again. This house at the far end of the long drive, overshadowed by an entire ecosystem that lost its balance decades ago. It’s full of shadows. I stand beside the car and listen to them as they rustle and flutter and in the end grow still again. I say grow because it’s not an absence of sound but the presence of quiet. It’s a thing in itself, and it swells, blooms like a flower in the dark, feeding on cold nigh...
Really? I. I just have no words. Unreliable narrator, who obviously has a mental illness that ends in tragedy. Feels both distasteful and sad. Mental illness is no joke. Two stars. Not my cup. Might be yours.
Every now and then, a perfect story comes along. Maybe not perfect for everyone, but perfect for me.And how is it perfect, you may ask?It's a story where the words have been carefully chosen and evoke a place far away, lost in time, to a primal sense of something from my childhood, a moment, a sense of other from before I am what I am now. It used to happen a lot, when I was a kid and the memories of the strongest experiences of it are with me still.Most call it deja vu or past life memories. I
I honestly didn't understand but it gave me a bad feeling about its portrayal of mental illness.
Beautifully told, but so richly overflowing with symbolism that I'm left wondering, but what did it all mean?
Absolutely loved the darkly poetic feel of this story. Do we embrace the dark? Yet glance only long enough to fulfill our need to be frightened just enough to feel alive, safe enough to take on our insomniatic imaginings? A truly emotive first person narrative story by Moraine that walks the thin line between delirium and reality. Starlings.
This is a wonderful story. So many different ways to interpret it, so beautiful and haunting. Really good.
Her friends haven't spoken to her in a long time and she has no idea when she's taken her last dosage of medication. Someone is watching from the shadows and the woman is being haunted by birds. There's only one way she can deal with them...Shape Without Form, Shade Without Color is a beautiful heartbreaking story. I was impressed by Sunny Moraine's skilled way with words. The story reads like poetry and I was blown away by their writing talent. The woman in the story deals with creepy magical c...
There is some haunting imagery at the heart of the story Shape Without Form, Shade Without Colour, but not quite enough substance to really make the piece work. Perhaps if it was reworked as a poem, it would find a way to really shine. Or was made a bit longer with more of a plot and characters.
I got sucked in by the cover art and the Tor label. Arguably SF/H, arguably litfic. There were cool elements, and some of the MI stuff seemed really familiar, but it also... meh, I wanted to bring out a red pen and engage in massive story edits through most of it.
The title tells you what to expect, but not exactly what's in the story.It is literary, poetic, and it hits some beautiful notes that are just a bit dissonant and off-key. If I read it right, then this is by design. It does involve mental illness, and I see in other reviews that people fear Sunny is painting an indelicate picture of it. I didn't read it that way. The narrator's world is one where things just almost make sense, but can't be trusted. She is lucid, but just so... and tormented by a...
I probably should have not read this story when I was tired and half asleep, because I had serious trouble following it, and I am still not sure how to interpret it. Another goodread reader (Tadiana Night Owl) interprets it as the slow fall of the writer into mental illness. As readers we are left wondering if the described events are hallucinations or real supernatural events.Tadiana summarizes the story as follows: "A young wife, recently moved with her husband into a new home, struggles with
Actual rating: 2.5 stars.
Interesting.
This story speaks to me. I'm finding it hard to explain why. Kind of like the narration its self. It feels very personal. Like the author is describing something that is very specific to their experience. And yet. And yet I can see allegories to all kinds of situations. I can see shades of how childhood trauma can lead to repression, alienation and lasting effects. Or maybe the loss of a child/ pregnancy and subsequent depression and recriminations. Or maybe it's just recognizing the darkness th...
