|The Only God on the Windowsill
Author: Solemn Coyote PM
There are stranger things than the intersection between man and myth. Fiction is one of them. This is a story - short, but not brief - about a lost girl, a homeless trickster God, and the boundary between reality and fantasy.Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Supernatural - Chapters: 6 - Words: 7,648 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 6 - Updated: 06-13-06 - Published: 05-02-06 - id: 2166189
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I guess this is the place where the words stop. The story doesn't feel complete, which I guess is a good thing. It would be a shame to have a story contradict its own message. Still, if this bothers any of you, I think I might have more to say about Kaylee and her cowboy in the future. There's too much I never had the time to develop in "The Only God on the Windowsill."
As far as dedications go, be prepared for a long list. There are a lot of people who played significant roles in the shaping of this story, directly or indirectly. Besides, I like thinking that I could brighten the days of a few people by attaching their name to this. Or, at least, get them to smile. Anyways, here's the list:
Dancingladybird, for being the first reviewer.
Locus, for his insight.
Lccorp2, for reviews that made me gnash my teeth and curse, but who helped improve my writing. At least, I hope. It's really up to her to decide.
Breana, for sticking with the story.
Lightning-Strike-808, for trying something new.
Ninja and CoSaCo, for putting up with my rambles.
Professor Welburn, for an enlightening and inspiring Native American lit class.
SteelKitsune, whose story I still need to read.
Pheobe Meryll, for the most enthusiastic and cheerful reviews I've ever read.
And Katie, for inspiration and friendship.