I write for those who, when—in real life, or a book, or a song—they touch something that makes them shiver, don’t turn and run, but turn and follow. For those who aren’t afraid of what they don’t know. Those who love to discover something new, something different.
I write for those who live for the build and vertiginous drop, that rush of reversal, the knowledge that It’s about to happen: the secret be revealed, the aliens land, the theory unfurl. I write for those who actively seek awe. Whether a flint in the moss or a moth you’ve never seen, the turn of a verb or toss of a delicious head—it thrills you to your marrow, it gives you a frisson. You hear the theremin in your head.
I write for those attuned to theremins.
6 thoughts on “For those attuned to theremins”
So you write for Brian Wilson?
I’m so happy you do! It’s why I read and reread your books. It’s why I reluctantly loaned my copy of Hild to a friend, and am anxious to get it back. Thanks for finding the right frequency!
It’s a mix of shiver and recognition that I aim for. With some excitement/anticipation thrown in…
Theramin defined as: the kind of reader who must look up the meaning of words like “theramin.”
So they can say, “Lovely metaphor!”
There you go :)
Keep ths going please, great job!
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