On THE BONE GIRL

Today is, perhaps, the second to last day of living in the world of The Bone Girl. Perhaps the last day. These moments are always bittersweet in a story you’ve spent so long in–I began incarnations of The Bone Girl in 2008…for four years, I have lived with its characters, its concerns, its dreams and metaphors and monsters. I have lived with the love between Mara and Lutese, and soon, soon, she will launch like a ship into the ocean of the world, and the author will be left behind, as the author always is.

I hang on more to the “sweet” end of the bittersweet process of finishing a novel. I have loved it so much. I have loved its world, and my girls, so, so dearly. Lu has been fascinating to write–so cowardly in the beginning, so single minded and selfish, and for her to evolve into someone much less cowardly, to blossom and grow through hardship into a girl who wants, more than anything, really, to save the world, has been a magical thing. I love Mara. I love Mara. She is so loyal and courageous and cares so, so deeply for Lu, that–together, as you will see–they can accomplish anything.

I wanted, at the very end of the day, to write a story about a girl who learned empathy. About the differences that we all possess, and how they can be used to evolve the world, not destroy it. I wanted to write about hate, and how it can be overcome, about violence, and how it can be transformed, about lies and how you shouldn’t believe everything you’re told, or your parents were told, or your grandparents were told. I wanted to write a story about a girl who sifted through all of the tradition and stereotypes and superstitions, in a dying world, and who could finally discern for herself what was worth believing in:

Love. Kindness. Courage. And herself.

It’s a very weird story. People trade skins like books. The animals speak, and Skin Peddlers have blue hands. The Church of the Skinned will try to save your body, and End City will try to steal it, and the ocean holds so very many secrets that always, eventually, wash ashore.

And I can’t wait to share its story with the world. And with you. ❤

I’m wearing one of my favorite writing talismans today, for the fine magic required of finishing a novel. My Glamourkin that says “beneath her skin ran ink.” ❤

~*~

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About Sarah Diemer

I write about heroic, magical girls who love girls. I drink a lot of coffee. Follow me at http://twitter.com/sediemer or find out more about my work at http://sarahdiemerauthor.wordpress.com
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