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One of my earliest readers for this story asked me if it was important that Clyota have a therapist. I personally thought that anyone whose mother was a famous space hero-turned-mass murderer should at least consider it, if only for a place to duck the paparazzi for an hour once a week . . .
I’d called Rafe to cancel my appointment, since I would have to meet with my defense lawyer. I didn’t tell him that, and he didn’t ask. He only said that if Thursday wasn’t good, he had the afternoon free, if I wanted to talk.
I didn’t want to talk—I wanted to scream and throw things and crawl into a hole and make the world forget it had ever heard of me. This was probably, I decided, exactly the frame of mind of someone who needed to talk to a psychologist.
So, I went.
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29 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday: Full Metal Librarian XXXVIII”
Good call on the therapist for Clyota. Really, anyone with a famous space hero-turned-mass murderer in the family is going to need a little guidance.
I’d hoped so, Averil! Thanks.
A great addition to the story! Totally makes sense for her to have a therapist. 🙂
Thanks, Jessica! Heaven knows I’d need one.
Good call on going through with the appointment, LOL! Great six!!
It seems odd to drop a talking appointment in the middle of this kind of story, but I don’t think it ruins the flow . . .
I hope he’s got a padded cell ready!
At this point, I think she’d appreciate the rest, Kristal. 🙂
Ugh, computer issues last week. I did make it around to read, just wasn’t able to comment, but wow. Last week’s snippet was so powerful. Things all better this week so I can leave my “mark”. Another compelling snippet today. I love your take on Clyota.
Keep up the terrific work!
Everyone needs a therapist, right?!! Loved how she recognized the need. Fun six!
I’m beginning to think so, Carrie! 🙂
Good Lord, anyone with a famous space hero-turned-mass murderer in the family needs to chat with someone. Though throwing a few things might be good, too. 🙂 Great six!
She would probably throw things, but she’s not in her house at the moment, Karen! 🙂
Having been on the receiving end of such conflicting feelings (and the need for a therapist) I gotta say you portray that contrast of “run away/hide” and “gotta talk to someone” quite well. Clyota’s voice comes through very well here.
To be honest, I often feel that way, but I usually just take a nap . . . 🙂
Sometimes a nap will do it. Sometimes a shower will. 😉
Enjoyed your six. Two substantial paragraphs followed by one short sentence. The short sentence after Clyota runs through her thoughts made me smile. Good for her.
I liked your latest post—I think I need a bowl for M&Ms in my writing place, too . . .
She really does need a therapist! I love the look into her state of mind.
She does. She really, really does.
Thanks, Carrie-Anne! 🙂
That’s very good. Probably a wise decision to see the therapist.
Probably so, Kate! 🙂
Nice evocation of total, furious frustration.
Thanks, Sue Ann. I’ve had a little practice at that . . .
Intense six…loved it! From the sounds of frustration I’d say seeing a therapist is the right decision. Looking forward to more.
Thanks, Christine. 🙂
Having read and loved the entire story, my irrelevant comment is, “Where were all of these folks who need a therapist when I was in private practice?
Well, technically speaking, Clyota hasn’t been born yet, so . . . Sorry, Dad! 🙂