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I am attempting to remember the name of Author and Story
Title has the word 'WISDOM' in it
Story may be in Whateley Universe or Morfs Universe, but definitely a mutation story
Boy on road trip with father/grandfather
He is terminally ill, but unlike most stories he is hiding that he is tg, until mutation kicks in, so when mutation changes her it's the best result.
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Athena's Wisdom
This might be the story:
Athena's Wisdom - Issue 1
Submitted by erica jane on Tue, 2013/11/26 - 7:37am
Here is a blurb, copied and pasted from the story ( I had saved a copy offline, and it came from BC and is probably still available here. Also I figure the blurb would come under fair use, but if not please delete this post and accept my apologies) :
*** Author’s note. This started out as a Whateley Fanfic, but I decided that there’s just too much baggage there. So this is going to be a new superhero setting that I make up as I need. ***
So, this is how it all started. Beth made me promise to put this all down. Here it is. When I push deep into my memories like this, it becomes really immersive. At least I won’t miss anything. Now here we go.
How I became… me.
***
“Pap, can we pull over?” The nausea was really bad today. My stomach wouldn’t calm down. The interstates tend not to have the rolling hills, but this long in a car makes it really hard to keep breakfast down. Temodar is a wonderful drug, but I hate it. I hate how it makes me feel.
“Hold on, son. We’re almost to the Rest Area.” Pap reached over and patted me on the back. I had my head at the edge of the window of the van. Just in case.
Pap got off at the rest area and pulled into a handicapped spot. I got out and almost made it to the trashcan. It was bad.
You’d think after already having cancer twice before, you’d get used to things like chemo.
You never get used to chemo. ...
I don't have...
Any problem with you saving a copy. I'm very grateful that you felt that you wanted to do so. I appreciate and am very thankful that someone liked it enough to want to save it.
~And so it goes...
That does sound like...
My story, Athena's Wisdom. (Note for Guest Reader, I don't mind that you kept a copy for your own. I'm very grateful that you wanted to do so.) Frankly, I'm amazed that two people even remember it. It's been over six months since I unpublished my stories. In that time, I haven't finished any new ones. I've tried on several occasions to put pen to paper, so to speak, but with no results. I take any opportunity to avoid writing. I didn't republish them anywhere else. And as things stand, there won't be anymore.
I've built up a lot of negative emotions around writing, which is why I comment very seldom anymore. >shrugs< It is what it is. After all this time (in May it will have been a year), I'm still rather bitter. Some people just don't care about other people's feelings.
~And so it goes...