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Submitted by [personal profile] erinptah!

"Don't know how he possessed me, but I'm happy that he did
'Cause this song is feeling special, and is gonna make me rich"


Blurb: Our narrator finds herself body-sharing with Edgar Allen Poe, decides to let him write as much as he wants, while she and her friend/business partner handle the marketing.

Why is it worth your time?: Austria's entry to Eurovision 2023, which means it's catchy, unreservedly weird, a quick watch, and comes with a great performance. The narrator's relationship with Edgar is incredibly cute and positive, even though the people around her never quite get it (and even though his writing genius doesn't translate into the riches she was hoping for).

Plural Tags: abuse: not mentioned, people: introjects, people: the dead, relationships: teamwork, type: switching, possession

Content Warnings: One line about "Maybe I should call a doctor or an exorcist", but she only brings up the idea to reject it, and never goes back to it.

Access Notes: Audio, the music video has captions in English, lyrics written out and translated into multiple languages on EurovisionWorld

Misc. Notes (if any): I went with the "switching" tag even though it doesn't come up in the lyrics, because the music video gives the narrator a few masc-presenting scenes complete with fake mustache, which I'm gonna go ahead and interpret as "trying to make the body more comfortable for Edgar while he's fronting."
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“There were mirrors everywhere, making the place a crazyhouse of dizzying refraction: mirrors on the ceiling, mirrors on the walls, mirrors in the angles where the walls met the ceiling and the floor, even little eddies of mirror-dust periodically blown on gusts of air through the room, so that all the bizarre distortions, fracturings, and dislocations of image that were bouncing around the place would from time to time coalesce in a shimmering haze of chaos right before your eyes. Colored globes spun round and round overhead, creating patterns of ricocheting light. It was exactly the way Cleo had expected a multiples club to look.”

Blurb: A singlet who desperately wishes she were multiple goes trawling the multi bars in San Francisco, trying to pick one up. Short story.

Why is it worth your time?: This is a goofy weird one. It apparently won a bunch of sci-fi awards, but I don't know that I would call it good. Reading it feels like watching a movie from another country about what they THINK your society is like. But I mean, if you want to read about a subculture of multiples trance-ing out in bars to mirrors and disco, building their own cultural norms and liberation, this is the only story I've read about a multiple society.

Plural Tags: plural community, switching, fusion (though a very turned-on-its-head version), plurality on purpose, no abuse mentions

Content Warnings: In comments below; contains spoilers.

Accessibility Notes: Available in ebook and paper forms. Translated into Croatian, French, Serbian, and Romanian

Miscellaneous Notes: This short story has been published in various anthologies since 1983, but the easiest one to find is the compendium of Silverberg's short stories called Multiples: 1983-1987.

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