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    A Goddess Visits 2: Short Story Fiction Anthology
    A Goddess Visits 2: Short Story Fiction Anthology
    A Goddess Visits 2: Short Story Fiction Anthology
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    A Goddess Visits 2: Short Story Fiction Anthology

    By J. R. Kruze

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    You don't expect a goddess to visit you and start talking about your writing - or the lack of it.

    Yet here she was, dressed in a garment so thin that it was nearly transperent if the sun hit it just right.

    And here with some message for me.

    Of course, she didn't get to it right off. Like her dress, she used her conversation to get my full attention before she could tell me what that message was. 

    It didn't take long for me to see she was dead serious about my future...

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    A goddess came to me last night.

    She said there was a gold mine between my ears, but I'd have to start using it.

    Until I did, I could spend none of it. And would be working hand-to-mouth for the rest of my life.

    She wore a gossamer-thread shift over her, which was a bit distracting. Golden hair, clear blue eyes. None of this covered her feminine features very well.

    Have you ever seen gossamer? It's extremely thin, and rare. It's the stuff young spiders put out in order to catch the wind and fly to their new homes. Of course, it's the same stuff web silk is made from, so is extremely tough. When you walk through the woods, you'll find that across trails and catching in your face. So tough that you can almost hear it "pling" as it breaks. So thin that you barely see it except when you catch the sun glinting off it.

    So making an entire garment out of this would be expensive, and humans wouldn't find it possible.

    "Fairies." She said.

    "Huh?" I asked.

    "Fairies collected and wove these strands into cloth." She said.

    "Well, that would make sense. Providing you believe in fairies." I replied.

    "They don't need you to believe in them. That rumor got started by a writer and his stage play." A slight frown crossed her face. "Fairies only appear in your universe if you believe in them. That's the trick. They still exist regardless of whether you believe in them or not. But they only show up if you ask them, or expect them, even as a stray thought."

    "Like the odd times that you see a single small branch waving in the wind, but you feel no wind, and nothing else is moving." I said.

    "Exactly. But that might not be a fairy. Might be a goblin. Might be a poltergeist." she said.

    "Could be helpful. Could be dangerous. How would I tell?" I asked.

    "Only by accepting it as it is and figuring out how to talk with it. If you can't see it, you haven't accepted it enough, yet." she answered.

    "So I see only what I want to see." I said.

    "Sure, like it's always been. Like you don't hear the teacher sometimes in class. Like when you 'tune out' to some recording and find it 'rewritten' when you listen to it again - new sections you'd 'never heard' before. This is old stuff. You've been through this. Selective perception." She idly played with a loose thread on the bed's quilt...

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMidwest Journal Press
    Release dateJan 6, 2019
    ISBN9781386400523
    A Goddess Visits 2: Short Story Fiction Anthology
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    J. R. Kruze

    J. R. has always been interested in the strange, mysterious, and wonderful. Writing speculative fiction is perfect for him, as he's never fit into any mold. And always been working to find the loopholes in any "pat system." Writing parables for Living Sensical seemed a simpler way to help his stories come to life.

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      A Goddess Visits 2 - J. R. Kruze

      A Goddess Visits 2

      A Short Story Fiction Anthology

      by J. R. Kruze

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      A GODDESS VISITS 2

      First edition. January 6, 2019.

      Copyright © 2019 J. R. Kruze.

      ISBN: 978-1386400523

      Written by J. R. Kruze.

      This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

      A GODDESS VISITS 2

      First edition. January 6, 2019.

      Copyright © 2019 J. R. Kruze.

      ISBN: 978-1386400523

      Written by J. R. Kruze.

      Table of Contents

      Title Page

      Copyright Page

      Dedication

      A Goddess Visits

      A Goddess Returns

      Story Hunted

      The Case of the Naughty Nightmare

      Did You Find the Strange Secret in This Story?

      Related Books You May Like

      Did You Like This Book?

      Further Reading: A Writer's Reader: Short Stories From New Voices

      Also By J. R. Kruze

      About the Publisher

      To all our many devoted and loyal fans: 

      We write and publish these stories only for you.

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      (Be sure to get your bonuses at the end of the story...)

      A Goddess Visits

      I

      A GODDESS CAME TO ME last night.

      She said there was a gold mine between my ears, but I'd have to start using it.

      Until I did, I could spend none of it. And would be working hand-to-mouth for the rest of my life.

      She wore a gossamer-thread shift over her, which was a bit distracting. Golden hair, clear blue eyes. None of this covered her feminine features very well.

      Have you ever seen gossamer? It's extremely thin, and rare. It's the stuff young spiders put out in order to catch the wind and fly to their new homes. Of course, it's the same stuff web silk is made from, so is extremely tough. When you walk through the woods, you'll find that across trails and catching in your face. So tough that you can almost hear it pling as it breaks. So thin that you barely see it except when you catch the sun glinting off it.

      So making an entire garment out of this would be expensive, and humans wouldn't find it possible.

      Fairies. She said.

      Huh? I asked.

      Fairies collected and wove these strands into cloth. She said.

      Well, that would make sense. Providing you believe in fairies. I replied.

      They don't need you to believe in them. That rumor got started by a writer and his stage play. A slight frown crossed her face. Fairies only appear in your universe if you believe in them. That's the trick. They still exist regardless of whether you believe in them or not. But they only show up if you ask them, or expect them, even as a stray thought.

      Like the odd times that you see a single small branch waving in the wind, but you feel no wind, and nothing else is moving. I said.

      Exactly. But that might not be a fairy. Might be a goblin. Might be a poltergeist. she said.

      Could be helpful. Could be dangerous. How would I tell? I asked.

      Only by accepting it as it is and figuring out how to talk with it. If you can't see it, you haven't accepted it enough, yet. she answered.

      So I see only what I want to see. I said.

      Sure, like it's always been. Like you don't hear the teacher sometimes in class. Like when you 'tune out' to some recording and find it 'rewritten' when you listen to it again - new sections you'd 'never heard' before. This is old stuff. You've been through this. Selective perception. She idly played with a loose thread on the bed's quilt.

      And the patch-worked, padded quilt she sat on was more or less tidy that day. I'd pulled it and the comforter, the various thinner blankets below it that kept me warmish in winter. Blues and rust reds in the cloth patches that were stitched together and then sewn into the padded batting in between. Old school. Comforts you can't buy except in Amish country. Old skills that were lost generations ago.

      It fit the old cabin I wrote and lived in. Small, one-room, with a table for writing and a counter with the kitchenette I needed. And a simple electrical box that would click off if I tried to run an electric heater or A/C window box at the same time I was cooking. A small shelf of books, one chair to sit in.

      II

      WHY A GODDESS WOULD come and visit this minimalist life I led was the question.

      Because you're worth it. She said.

      Why me? I asked.

      Why not? Don't you write, don't you dream, didn't you ask for inspiration? she replied.

      Well, yes. I tried to think of something to say that wouldn't just circle back again.

      She uncrossed her legs and leaned back on her arms. While she sat in the shade, I could still see how gossamer didn't cover much.

      Of course, that's what you think goddesses dress like, so I'm not here to disappoint. she said.

      A little sexy to keep my attention, or to keep me distracted? I asked.

      To fire your inspiration. One bare foot was tracing the

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