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My short story "Where the Sky Is Silver and the Earth Is Brass" is now online at Uncanny Magazine.
I wrote this story over the last three nights of Hanukkah in 2018. It was supposed to be seasonal crack for![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
selkie, but history, as it has a habit of doing, got in the way. I remain proud that I checked the dates of Hanukkah in 1948—especially since they turned out to be partly in 1949—and otherwise stayed resolutely out of research K-holes. One name is drawn from my family and everything else is invented as far as I know. Of course, I said that about my very first dybbuk story and then it turned out my great-grandmother had a younger brother after all.
Nothing happens these days without echoes, so I feel as though offering a story about a demon and a partisan after the war must be some kind of incantation for survival: mir zaynen do, mir veln zayn do. It was published originally in Machinations and Mesmerism: Tales Inspired by E.T.A. Hoffmann (ed. Farah Rose Smith, Ulthar Press 2019). I am very glad it has this other home.
I wrote this story over the last three nights of Hanukkah in 2018. It was supposed to be seasonal crack for
selkie, but history, as it has a habit of doing, got in the way. I remain proud that I checked the dates of Hanukkah in 1948—especially since they turned out to be partly in 1949—and otherwise stayed resolutely out of research K-holes. One name is drawn from my family and everything else is invented as far as I know. Of course, I said that about my very first dybbuk story and then it turned out my great-grandmother had a younger brother after all.Nothing happens these days without echoes, so I feel as though offering a story about a demon and a partisan after the war must be some kind of incantation for survival: mir zaynen do, mir veln zayn do. It was published originally in Machinations and Mesmerism: Tales Inspired by E.T.A. Hoffmann (ed. Farah Rose Smith, Ulthar Press 2019). I am very glad it has this other home.
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Thank you. The title line came out of misremembering the last line of Isaac Bashevis Singer's "The Devil's Trick," which I first read in his collection Zlateh the Goat and Other Stories (1966): "The devil licked his singed tail and ran off with his wife to the land where no people walk, no cattle tread, where the sky is copper and the earth is iron." Then I liked my version better for mirrors.
Altogether wonderful--congratulations!
Thank you! This is one of the stories that means especially to me.