I have a new story up from Uncanny, a bit of flash fiction. Conservation magical realism?
I’m told it’s sad, but I promise, some of us are still working, stuffing vireos into our socks.
This story is amazing and sad but also it has like *the best* unofficial epilogue courtesy of the author’s twitter (and her amazing farmer friend)…
I wanted to reblog this story because I think about it about once a month. Then I looked in the notes and saw this!! aww!! that’s my friend!! she actually does have a miniature cow! She is so great!
Anyway it’s a good story and you can picture a happy epilogue of strapping saddlebags to the Eternal Shepherd’s miniature cow.