in the interzone now
Les'see, if I were to die in, oh, say....20 years? My obituary:
"LL Hager, known to a small but devout cult following for unutterably dirty subculture (mostly goth, punk, and other such dead lifestyles) stories, recently passed away.
While the censors are relieved that they will no longer have to chase her work off the market for being 'too hardcore, even for a Canadian,' her fans have taken to a period of serious mourning. Many of them have already admitted that they believed this 39-year-old author really *was* a vampire, like many of her characters.
A movie for her novella, God of Hailstones, had been in the works before new laws in censorship were passed, abolishing the use of controversial sexual material in any visual form. Also, she had been recording vocals for the soundtrack to her own novel, Teaching Spiders to Cry, before laws against opinionated females were passed. Really, if her career had taken off in the early years of the new millenium, she would have made it much farther.
Of course, she was often known to tell people that her life was going exactly as she had always wanted it. 'After all,' she had been quoted as saying, 'if I didn't have the infamy, what would be the point? Every great artist has to go to jail once or twice. Otherwise, it just feels too tame. A little bit done before.'
While not many will mark her passing (a freak accident, wherein guitar amps in her basement exploded, taking both her and her husband of 15 years out), those who do will undoubtedly be mourning for years to come."
Hmm, am I a bit cynical about future rights? Nope, not at all.
And... My gravestone will read:
"She would have wanted it this way."
Also, Mike's gravestone (since he's taken out in the blast with me. heh ) will read:
remember the sound
that could wake the dead
but nobody woke up at all
[This message has been edited by Anvrill (03-11-2003 03:35 AM).]