Back from vacation and completely exhausted ... the cabin and lake were great, wonderful to see my four year-old niece away from her usual urban landscape, surrounded by trees and fish and the occasional snake, in love with the water (especially her new-found ability to 'swim' with an inflatable vest), torturing her uncles, eating far too many sweets (it was her birthday, after all) ... and good to see my mom and my older brother, it was an escape for them too ... and nice to see my sister have the time to read an entire book (even if it was No Logo), exchanging the couch for a beach chair ... and I got addicted as well, to fleeing the hot city every day, having the refuge of wind and water ... but it was almost two weeks, with extra days tacked onto either side of the lake part ... two weeks of managing a group of people, their planes and trains and other transportation, their eating and sleeping and entertainment ... and while my girlfriend (thank you, Christina) was an absolute superstar in the help department ... I think I might need another vacation ...
People are always telling me that my work is too dark. So I've put up this sunnier story, but even it has a shadow, as its original publisher – a fine Atlantic Canadian literary magazine called the Gaspereau Review – is no longer in business. ---------------- It was a simple enough thing and that thing was simply this: Edmund Kelley was a gentleman. Of course his mom called him her 'little gentleman', as in 'Oh Edmund, you are my perfect little gentleman,' which did seem to hold to a certain logic that these type of things often follow, considering her affection for him and the fact that he was, after all, only ten years old. Still, Edmund himself was not particularly fond of the diminutive aspect of that title. Gentleman was enough; gentleman summed up the whole thing rather nicely, thank you. He was definitely a more refined version of your average child. He lived in a state of perpetual Sunday m
Looks like you had a great time ! :)
ReplyDeletesounds lovely and exhausting and fun and wild all at the same time!
ReplyDeletewho's the orca?
ReplyDeleteSounds exactly like you write it ;)
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you're still happy.