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Monday, March 24, 2003  
A Piece of Short Fiction

Here's a little section of the story I'm currently writing; it's around 14 pages now but keeps getting longer (maybe I'm getting too ambitious?). The working title is "Snapshots" and the piece shows glimpses of the lives of four Chinese-American girls--the first time I've tried to write about being Asian. Without further ado:

She remembered the time Renee--Miss Popularity herself, who rarely deigned to talk to girls on the bottom of the elementary school totem pole--told her about that year's Halloween costume: a geisha. It was third grade, amid the grayness of the playground's misnamed blacktop, cracked and striped with the white outlines of half a basketball court, and Lee didn't know what a geisha was. "How can't you know? They're Chinese, like you. Like those pictures on fruit cans." Lee was in high school before she read Arthur Golden's Memoirs of a Geisha on a whim, searching for material for her next prose competition piece, and discovered who they really were. They were Japanese.


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