Excerpt from the Book – #8

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #8:

“The time machine that is initiated inside your brain is magical and real at the same time. The sensations are euphoric. The most unpleasant or mundane smells like old lorries’ exhausts, the nausea-provoking stench from a urine-soaked rug used as a toilet by generations of felines in cheap housing estates on the city edge, the faint, rusty scent and rhythmical sounds of train tracks, the various odors of underground stations with their twists and turns and tunnels squeezing the crowds through, with its narrowness and overflowing rubbish containers, the burning curious looks of stray cats jumping from under the car tires, various aromas that hit you on entering shops, surrounding you, messing with your brain and not letting you go till you surrender yourself to this time machine feeling the sense of dread when the scent and the memory it brought with you is gone, leaving you with the nauseous feeling of the doom the reality is”.

Excerpt from the Book – #7

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #7:

“Vodka. You were ten. Your father decided to introduce you to the taste of the famous national beverage. Your tongue was burning. As you found out later, you were supposed to gulp it down in one shot straight down your throat. No tongues”.

Excerpt from the Book – #6

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #6:

“Dear Sasha, George told you that where he came from, bananas and French literature were abound, and he didn’t have to queue to get either. You, dear Sasha, on the other hand, had to buy your favorite fruits while they were still green and then wrap them in the old newspaper sheets and keep them in the wardrobe for another two weeks, waiting for them to ripen. You told George that the sound the unripe banana skin made when it was torn from the fruit made you clench your teeth, and you couldn’t help but peek in the cupboard a few times a day to check if the bananas’ green color was at all changing into yellow. The ready-to-eat color was supposed to be deep yellow with brown spots, but you only had enough patience to let it get to the light yellow if at all”.

Excerpt from the Book – #5

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #5:

“It’s not enough, apparently, to have chemistry in the bedroom. The kitchen chemistry is as important as the one in the living room, the one in the library or office (assuming your flat has one or the other), and the one in the house generally, as some people just cannot cohabitate no matter how witty they find each other’s conversations and how pleasant a company and how sexually charged an experience when they meet on neutral territory. I do not think that is something that could be learned over time, rather adjusted a little if the initial chemistry is there. If you could cook a dinner together without getting on each other’s nerves, you could live together happily for many ye—pardon me, months, many months making a year, and maybe some more. You, dear Sasha, and I have managed to make dinners in many kitchens around the world, even in the tiny little kitchenettes in the studios with nothing more than an electric two-hob stove, one old frying pan, and a dull knife”.

Excerpt from the Book – #4

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #4:

“Divorces are infrequent in the undeveloped world. Sexual issues are rarely addressed if at all. The financial issues are the ones of concern, not the emotional. The emotions are the prerogative of the spoiled inhabitants of the developed world. When we have climbed the “needs” ladder all the way from worrying about having a roof over our heads and food and water in abundance to feeling secure about social needs, only then we embark on questioning such things as sexual and emotional intimacy and other fancy subjects of self-esteem, creativity, prejudice or lack of it, and so on. Love and belonging, although wanted by all humans no matter how rich or poor, is interpreted somewhat differently by different cultures in different parts of the world”.

Excerpt from the Book – #3

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #3:

“You told me on one February night you couldn’t sleep, and you stormed out of your dorm out the back of the old brick building of university’s living quarters trying to calm yourself by breathing in freezing air in deep gulps. You were sobbing; you were bashing your head on the brick wall the color of rusted iron again and again. A young man of twenty, in love with another young man, in the society and in times where such loves were not merely looked down upon or laughed at; such loves were prosecuted. Article 121 of the Criminal Code. Up to eight years of jail time”.

Excerpt from the Book – #2

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #2:

“But most of the nights, it was the three of us together. And most days, it was the three of us together around the kitchen table. Our life seemed to revolve around the kitchen table. Everybody was drawn to the cooker and the kettle and the toaster. I am amazed at all that extra space that goes unused in the flats and houses we lived in. All these living rooms and dining rooms and family rooms and even conservatories, although housing some furniture, were usually left uninhabited. And however small the kitchen was, if we were able to fit the table in it, we would find the place for the three stools. The three laptops, three mugs, and an occasional glass of wine and a small cheese plate just had to somehow fit in, as well. The kitchen—it doesn’t matter the season or the weather—is always the home’s womb, and I wonder why there isn’t ever space for beds or why pechkas—the stove of your childhood you told me so much about, dear Sasha, with oven at the bottom and bunk-style sleeping space on top—is no longer the popular alternative to the modern home architecture. If I were to design my perfect house, it would be one big kitchen, really, with the pechka as a centerpiece and the large, rectangular, rustic wooden table with benches as the other main furnishings”.

Excerpt from the Book – #1

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Excerpt from the Book – #1:

“And that is how it all started. With a bit of buttered toast getting stuck in my throat. With a two-minute coughing stint. With me finding out that you, dear Sasha, were living somewhere where your fellow friends with alternative sexual orientation suffered greatly and were forced to stay in the closet, all of this at the time as our next-door neighbors, a young gay couple, were kissing each other good-bye every morning on the porch of our block of flats in the plain view of the whole neighborhood with nobody giving it a second thought. The story started with the idea that we have to save you, dear Sasha. I have to save you, as I am usually the one who goes out and saves people while George makes a living”.

Questions for My Readers

And Then There Were Three: Sixty-Seven Letters to Sasha by Julia G. Fox

Questions for My Readers:

1. Have you been in a less-then-traditional relationship?
2. Do you have stories of your friends/family coming out in non-traditional ways?
3. What are your experiences of being gay, bi-sexual, transgender, etc in different cultures?
4. Would you come out if you knew that would hurt/endanger your family?
5. Non-traditional/polyamorous families – are they the future?