To say that Nana was bred for pleasure is not exactly accurate. A paramour she, indeed, became, but hers was an altruistic genesis (in a prototypical sense), a tool for tissue regeneration, a renewable stem cell resource for graft-quality skin. But, like so many donor drones engineered in the early days of Synthegenetics, some tampering had occurred, creating a non-fatal exception, in Nana's case, which ordinarily never would have come to term. Yet, due to a phenomenon dubbed "spontaneous parturition" whereby material deemed appropriate for a single characteristic abruptly takes on many, Nana's altered cells proceeded to divide. Left unchecked (and given a suitable habitat) the end result was a viable human being-embryo onto foetus onto bouncing baby boy. Or girl. Or Nana Wolffmüller-whose gender classification was logged as "ambiguous" because, anatomically speaking, her genitalia proved... unique.
r. muir titles to date:
novels:
In The Lap of Morpheus,
The Miniature Man,
Refugees from a Merry-Go-Round,
Q,
The Cloven,
They Act A Lot Like People,
Möbius Africanus,
The Scarecrow's Daughter,
Navel of the World,
Dance Me on the Table,
Monkey Due,
Skin,
God's Last Gasp,
Just Get Me To Limbo
work in-progress:
Brick
screenplays:
The Miniature Man
short stories:
r. muir Collected Short Works
children's books:
Turpentine: a tale hard to swallow,
Vina and Her Petting Zoo,
The Little Girl Who Saw Things,
The Frozen Bunny Book
