Ara Geller: “Reviving Artemis” from STRANDED (Contest)
Writing is as easy as bleeding on a page, they say. I would generally agree, only adding that it is as easy as bleeding on a page after you’ve donated five gallons of blood, was drained by a vampire, and have found yourself in an alternate reality where beaten tree pulp is nothing but a myth of long-gone days of barbarism. And yet we write. And we suffer. And we love it. Or so we tell ourselves, insistently, over the…