a Thousand words

When I first imagined what might happen if I pulled a few Norse gods and goddesses out of their mythological place in the stars and dropped them instead into Earth’s atmosphere a few miles above New York City to let gravity do its worst, I pictured a short “will they, won’t they” story. However, in a beautiful and unexpected plot twist, my short story took a turn into “full-length novel” territory.

As I typed each word, I swear that I saw my hands weaving the ancient, spindle-made threads of iconic, thousand-year old, fictional characters into the fiber optic cables of our tech-savvy, factual 21st century world. But I saw more than words alone. On my screen, I saw an electric tapestry of silver-lined cloud nines in a thunderstorm of “to the stars and back” lost love.

I remain madly in love with New Year months after writing the last word…and after creating the last electric tapestry picture worth thousands of them.

-Jennifer Rutherford, on NEW YEAR SAME HABIT

ELECTRIC TAPESTRIES OF SILVER LINES ON CLOUD NINES:

Artwork titles listed in order from left to right, per row:

I’M YOUR PRINCE, BUT I’M NOT YOUR HERO

IF I’M GOING TO SPIRAL, I WANT IT TO BE INTO HER

11:52AM MISSED CALL FROM FOREVER DREAM GIRL

WORTH DROWNING FOR

LOOKING FOR SUNLIGHT

GET INSIDE A GORGEOUS CREATURE AND CONTROL IT

HE CAN’T EVEN SEE THE TREES

DYING STARBOY

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