Cherished–Emily Maguire

December 12, 2008

Original story: Cherished, Emily Maguire
Adapted by: Sajbrfem
Changes: Pronouns and gender specific terms reversed.
Story length: Aprox 300 words.
License: Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Australia License.

Cherished

This boy I hang out with sometimes wears shiny red polish, which draws attention to his ragged nails and sunless skin. Silver bikie rings squat on his stumpy fingers.
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Original story: Renovator’s Heaven, Cate Kennedy
Adapted by: Sajbrfem
Changes: Pronouns and gender specific terms reversed, Main character name changed to reflect common gender assumptions.
Story length: Aprox 2000 words.
License: Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Australia License.

Renovator’s Heaven
Caitlin’s up, she’s been up for hours. Lay in bed at dawn thinking about preparing the woodwork, now she’s got the colour sample cards and she’s thinking it over. She’s considering. Bayleaf? Firtree? Eucalypt Forest?

The three greens swim together. When she blinks she sees rectangles of pink ghosting before her eyelids. She blinks rapidly, tucks the samples away. She’ll think about it later. Plenty of time to get it exactly right.

It’s still a pleasure to stand out on the verandah, running her hand occasionally over the handcut eaves. Christ! How much timber had she discarded before she got that perfect? And the fitting! The chiselling and clamping! The slow wiping away of the bead of glue, the ache in her neck as she sanded with the finest grade paper. Some other craftswoman in the future, Caitlin thinks absently, is going to pull a stepladder under these eaves and do a double take when they realise how they’re made. She’s invited friends round, pointed stuff out to them. It’s a labour of love, she’s told them, following their eyes around the ornate cornices and hand-stripped dado. Sure it takes time and effort, but, well… and here she’s made herself trail off with a wry, resigned smile, a poet’s helpless gesture of perfection.
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Original story: Alchymical Romance, Lee Battersby
Adapted by: Sajbrfem
Changes: Pronouns and gender specific terms reversed, Main character name changed to reflect common gender assumptions, some descriptive words omitted in the last section to help the flow of the new version.
Story length: Aprox 3200 words.
License: Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 Australia License.

Nigredo

The problem was, she had never loved him. They both knew it, even in those moments after orgasm, when they leaned into each other and persuaded themselves that it meant more than shared sweat and another notch on a mental bedpost. Another boast for her mates, if only she had any.

Now he was gone, and it wasn’t his absence that kept her from re-entering the world. The thought of it wearied her before she started. The long, dreary process of nightclubs, and blind dates, and turning up for dinners with colleagues to find an extra male present and the only empty chair directly opposite. The whole thing was such a drudge, and he’d have to be a sexual athlete of Olympic proportions to make up for the love she wouldn’t feel for him. Too much trouble for the few weeks before his presence began to drain her of everything she held dear. Then he’d be gone, and the bar would be raised another notch for whomever came next, and where would it all lead her? A man with superhuman flexibility and the perverse nature of an Indian God, perhaps. A man made of fingertips and tongues, with no sense of shame.

And she still wouldn’t love him.

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