Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!
Every Saturday or Sunday those participating post and share six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction on their blogs. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.
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For my own, I’m going to pick up where I left off last week in A Symposium in Space. This is a little longer than it should be, but I left off too soon last week, clipping the scene too short, so it didn’t really make sense. I didn’t want to do the same thing this week…
Sure enough, red liquid spilled out of it. “Thinking her wealth and power are enough to lure you to one of her dull dinner parties, let alone me!”
“You just used the word ‘woman’,” I ventured. “Didn’t you just chastise me for saying that?”
“Of course I chastised you.” Pausania ran a hand through her hair in a self-conscious gesture. “We’re trying to get away from a past dominated by men in the name we use for ourselves.”
“Why use it?” I asked. “If you feel the word is wrong, why do you keep using it?”
“Because I can’t forget it!” Pausania slammed the glass into the wall, heedless of the broken shards. They sliced her hand causing crimson wounds to bloom all over her smooth skin.
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