With the onset of spring (inch of snow last Friday) we have been discussing postcard representations of romance. It is important to remember, however, that the course of true love runs never smooth. This is, in fact, the basis of a LOT of postcards, not to mention books, poems, plays, movies, soap operas, andContinue reading “Obstacle Course Love”
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Beating About The Bushes
A fantasy artist once submitted an amazing illustration showing a skull-headed demon glaring hungrily at the viewer from in front of a complex and twisted grove of obviously cursed trees. The editor loved the drawing, but said “You’re not fooling me, you know. You just wanted to draw those interesting trees and added theContinue reading “Beating About The Bushes”
UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: Strangers Meet
“That was a sneeze!” said Archels, sitting up in the wagon, awake at once. “It was,” said Alain. “You don’t need to be the acutest prince in the world to know that.” A young woman stepped out from among the trees. The princes stared, for this was the first person they hadContinue reading “UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: Strangers Meet”
Madnesses of the Month
Well, here it is spring and, ignoring a few random blizzards to kill the sprouting tulips, we are prepared for spring pursuits: basketball tournaments, baseball games, and, of course, what we are told our hearts turn lightly to even though we know very well we’ve been pondering it all winter. So I thought we’dContinue reading “Madnesses of the Month”
Talk the Talk, Crawl the Crawl
Once upon a time, I lived in a town which had a large number of residents who claimed Irish heritage. But a vocal minority was of Bohemian ancestry, with the result that at this time of year, the greeting card racks were evenly divided between green cards for those who wanted to send aContinue reading “Talk the Talk, Crawl the Crawl”
UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: The Grove
Not far from the castle where Dimity had grown up, and somewhat to the east of the silent, thorn-guarded castle where her uncle’s court slept, there stood a great, dark forest that stretched for miles. It was known by many names in the different ands whose borders touched it, but in the land ofContinue reading “UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: The Grove”
FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes
“Well. Lieutenant?” “The story checks out, sir. That was definitely William D. Orcutt walking into the bar and not coming out again.” “Three weeks after he was murdered. A week after his burial. And how was he dressed?” “Just like the rest, sir, down to the dirk and sporran.” “That’s eightContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: The Matter of the Bloodstained Bagpipes”
Lost Classics
I am aware that you do not come flocking to this column to read about ME. Yu come here to learn about my latest research into unsuspected naughty jokes in Edwardian postcards, to learn what new fishing gags I have found on postcards of mid-century, and to share what I have discovered about suchContinue reading “Lost Classics”
UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: The Wise Old Man
All the people came out to wave as the three princes rode away from home. The princes waved back, even though, as Prince Alain whispered to his brothers, “I get so tired of all those people coming around to look at my face all the time.” Prince Archels looked at the women whoContinue reading “UNSLEEPING BEAUTY: The Wise Old Man”
Missed Inconveniences
The fact that fashions change is one of the surest rules of nature. Coming in a close second to THAT rule is the rule that we will laugh at the fashions which have passed. (And I think third place is that we all deny that we will ever laugh about what we’re wearing NOW. Continue reading “Missed Inconveniences”
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