Kirsty Logan Paints a Wistful Parental Portrait for the Ancient City
I’ve been so excited to put up Kirsty’s piece at Necessary Fiction. I’ve had all these post-apocalyptic pieces, which of course I can’t get enough of, and all these dark lovely epic-ish pieces–which are all brilliant but it was time for something a little different. Which Kirsty very much provides, in her sweet, beautiful, wistful drawing of a parent as they might have been before. It’s a smart piece that reminds us there are other kinds of change, other smaller losses that are sometimes the hardest to bear and the least noticed.
Kirsty, by the way, is one of the best and brightest and this story only highlights her best-ness and brightest-ness. She has a way with language that I absolutely love; when I read her stuff I feel like a I could taste it, chew it, roll it around on my tongue, the language is so delicious and sturdy and musical. She also has a knack for getting relationships exactly right in her writing, whether between parent and child or lovers or friends. She also does these fantastic book reviews at PANK, and she’s an editor/founder of Fractured West, a relative newcomer with an already stellar reputation on the literary journal scene.
Without further ado, I suggest you start with this. You’ll love it–it’s a little space in the middle of breath for you to pause in.