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
Draw things, paint things, write things, make things.
Well it's just one long string of successes right now isn't it? I want to hang around, see if any of it rubs off.
ReplyDeleteLong may it continue
Congrats ! I'm not surprised this piece has sold so quickly at all.I just sold a piece yesterday too ! Cheers ! :)
ReplyDeletei would do a flojo and run away with this if i could.
ReplyDeleteargh!
ReplyDeletewell, good for you. really! :)