Friday, August 8th, 2008. A summer day as blue and clear as any other day. A good day for a wedding. Unfortunately, it’s also a good day for an invasion of Georgia by Russian forces. Two unwanted guests, chaos and carnage, run riot and destroy everything in their path. The smoke clings and masks—no more Georgia Skies. No more Georgia.
Inspiration Behind the Story
This particular bit of history happened while I was deeply buried within a Buddhist monastery, and I completely missed the fact of its happening. I have since come back out into the world and am much more informed. Recently, while watching a movie about journalists caught up in this so-called conflict, I was shocked and dismayed to find out that this invasion of Georgia had actually happened. ‘Georgia Skies’ was inspired by this film. I wanted to tell it from the personal point of view of an ordinary Georgian village woman, and to show the impact upon good and ordinary people.
Lots of props to Harmony Kent for stopping by. Keep your eyes peeled to see who will be next to enter my Asylum during National Short Story Month.