Tag Archives: books

smallish dragon visits the library 

Posted on April 5, 2022 by whimsygizmo

fantasy’s not really his thing, but he gets fired up by the true crime. all evidence suggests he’s been here before, as some pageshave gone slightly charred, and others are just missing (sometimes he gets hungry be-fore the thing is solved.)  he’s resolved himself to … Continue reading →

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Grand Opening at the Tiny Used Bookstore Down the Street

Posted on November 6, 2019 by whimsygizmo

.. It’s tomorrow, and we can already smell the pages and the ages and ages of yesterday’s stories in between: For Mary, Merry Christmas 1956 Lisle, with all my love, George See page 37. – Farley Happy Birthday, Darling. 1979 … Continue reading →

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Book Fallen Open

Posted on April 21, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. I long to spend this day enfolded in your parchment arms, swirled in words and worlds where I have never been. Wish I could dance within your lead -ed rows, dig my toes in to your threaded kernings, yearning … Continue reading →

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paper parchment skies

Posted on January 16, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… she sits under the bougainvillea with her books. swallows wor(l)ds whole, feeds her soul with stories. she cries when characters die, has a hardcore crush on Poe, and Twain. stains her fingers in blackberries and ink. she thinks the … Continue reading →

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Knowing Q

Posted on March 2, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. I grew up on Klickitat Street, knew that a dawnzer gave lee light, and that Mr. Nosmo King might arrive at any moment. Also: Q is not a question; it’s an answer. A moniker. And it should have kitty … Continue reading →

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Mockingbirds

Posted on March 2, 2016 by whimsygizmo

It never occurred to me to kill anything, to consider color in such a way that didn’t reflect the sky. My stones were saved for rivers, wishes, wanderings where I might need to know the way back, might need to … Continue reading →

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Unpacking Childhood

Posted on October 25, 2015 by whimsygizmo

..  I would dabble with dolls, sure. Dress them in the morning as if I had woken my child and gotten her ready for the day. Feed them breakfast and put them down for their nap, and then prompt -ly … Continue reading →

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