Kate and Dianulli #2

from the desk of Dianulli
letter to nowhere

Dear Katherine,

Lovely to hear from you darling, as it always is. The chapter list is most definitely it.  It has reflections of rain and wet leaves and expensive wine and that heavy, clunky jewelery you love so much. Molly gave you the real one, I am very pleased to tell you.

I'm so sorry I've been out of touch, though it's pleasing to hear you can still taste me in the water. We do our best to remain "implicit", a term I remember you liking.  My sleep continues unabated, and I think I shall only wake up once or twice more before the end of all things for you and be as helpful as I used to be.  Do you still have your ring?

I'm glad you've kept me out of the book.  It would have been suicide to include my part in it... though I do hope you've discussed at least some of it without linking and attribution, even if it isn't funny.

I don't know who the Englishman is, or even if he's English.  Or a man for that matter.  You should know, if you don't already, that Callie was planning (and may have been successful) in frankensteining Klixcilitep with a derivative of the Star Sapphire.  I can't see how it would have worked, but if it did you definitely have a new one.  But you know how memory works.  Maybe it's been there this whole time and Callie's weird ritual was to the point of granting you comfort more than it was to change anything.

You should be nice to her, Katherine.  She loves you dearly.

By the way, don't take the neurontin anymore.

Love,


Dianulli

p.s.: it might be francis. more later.

Kate and Dianulli #1

letter to nowhere:


Dianulli,


The book comes along.  I remember telling you there was no organization to the material; that I was swimming around in confusing diary entries and stories about things that I couldn't imagine having happened, but all of that changed last week when Molly got frustrated and just handed over the chapter list.  Here it is:

1. baby solipsis
2. something cold
3. something warm
4. the magic garden
5. katherine's song
6. the prince of knives and scrolls
7. the princess of bones
8. mother perdition
9. murder
10. molly fucking maker
11. the jade house
12. the red queen wins
13. the black storm
14. aunt umbra
15. lliddu and claxis and katie and poe and breakfast with a gingerbread dragon
16. what francis did
17. a boy and his monster
18. calliope dances

I wonder how long she's been sitting on this.  Has she told you anything about it?  She's still not talking and I'm not going to force her to do anything.  Anyway her help here is most comforting and welcome.  I was starting to think I'd never be able to finish this beast and of course, no one's help is usually forthcoming.  You're not in it, by the way.  Do you remember Wilde saying "If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you"?  I can't find anything funny about your part in this, Dianulli.

By the way, do you know who that English guy is?  Is he even English at all?  He sounds like Michael Caine, which I find weirdly calming.  I keep thinking Jasper from "Children of Men".  Maybe that's what he wants me to think.  Obviously someone is playing with me, right?  Molly can't make any new ones, can she?  I think she thinks she can.  But I think she's cheating and not copping to it.

I hope this letter finds you well; you've been out of touch for so long. I know you're still there-- I can taste it in the water. Why so quiet?  Please write back.

Love,


Kate