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Pooling Our Imaginations

This was a popular postcard when I listed it for sale. I was grateful that potential buyers were interested, but mildly confused. It is not ESPECIALLY old (that it advertises cable available in each room makes it younger than I am, so it’s practically brand new). And then I spotted it. It wouldContinue reading “Pooling Our Imaginations”

THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Coffey and the Beansprouts, pt. 2

Coffey told his mother the whole story over lunch. The discussion of what the cat deserved as a reward went on all afternoon. Mistress Klotsch agreed that any cat who let them have a magic frying pan deserved something appropriate. “Why don’t you take it a jar of applesauce?” she suggested. “We haveContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Coffey and the Beansprouts, pt. 2”

Calling Up the Past

One of the saddest bits of joke archaeology is running across fossils: jokes which were once alive and kicking, quivering with excitement at the laugh that would be forthcoming when the audience heard it for the eighty-third time. Sometimes they do not realize they have been told for the last time, and wait inContinue reading “Calling Up the Past”

Fearsome Felines

I suppose it was inevitable. Now that Christmas shopping officially begins on Green Tuesday (the first Tuesday after October 12), it should not have surprised me to learn that Spooky Season begins September 1, which this year was less than a week after pumpkin spice officially returned to our latte. This being the case,Continue reading “Fearsome Felines”

THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Coffey & the Beansprouts, pt. 1

In the golden wage, when there were no cats, and geese occasionally laid expensive but inedible eggs, a woman known to her neighbors as Madame Klotsch owned a very successful apple orchard. She sold apple cider, apple fritters, apple chips, apple dumplings, apple pies, and, when the occasion arose, plain apples. And because MistressContinue reading “THE SOUND AND THE FURRY: Coffey & the Beansprouts, pt. 1”

IN MY SALAD DAYS

I do not, as I believe I may have mentioned hereintofore, write a food blog. But I was feeling nostalgic for my parents’ kitchen (which had, among other glories, cupboards and refrigerators I was not responsible for refilling.) I was thinking back to the Add-Ins: the ingredients added to prepared foods, which came outContinue reading “IN MY SALAD DAYS”

Belated Salute: The Dignity of Labor

Of course, Labor Day was Monday, but we were busy with the serialization of one of my somehow unpublished novels. The NEXT serialization will be a collection of long fantasy stories which was rejected several times in the 1990s by publishers who suggested the world didn’t need more fairy tales, or, if it did,Continue reading “Belated Salute: The Dignity of Labor”

DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER, L

Two of the crew sat crosslegged on the floor of the Dragonshelf. Nubry, having donned a white Maintenance jacket, was reconnecting the console that would monitor pursuit, of which there had been strangely little so far. “Pass me the rakwet diagnostic.” “Racquet,” said Bott, pronouncing it “racket”. He handed her the smallContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER, L”

FICTION FRIDAY: Reflections

“Magic Mirror on the Wall, are you that most famous mirror of all?” “Yes, Mistress.” “And you answer truthfully every question I ask?” “Been doing it so far, Mistress. That’s two of two.” “Just a plain straightforward truthful answer? No ifs or hidden….” “Let me tell you about that, Kiddo Socko.” “What happened to ‘Mistress’?”Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Reflections”

Is Advice in Verse Adverse?

It has been a while since we have considered the motivational verse found on postcards of yore. Why should we bother to look again? I don’t know whether that’s any of yore business. I wish I had talked an acquaintance of mine, who had read every motivational classic of the last century, toContinue reading “Is Advice in Verse Adverse?”