Are there really ten billion photos on Facebook? Does Blockbuster really continue to exist as a viable business entity? Did two McFlurries really cost me $7 and change last night? Is C's blood type really listed as "Double Chocolate"? Was that really Truman Capote I saw last night in Murder by Death? Did Magnentius really lose the Battle of Mursa Major? Really?
People are always telling me that my work is too dark. So I've put up this sunnier story, but even it has a shadow, as its original publisher – a fine Atlantic Canadian literary magazine called the Gaspereau Review – is no longer in business. ---------------- It was a simple enough thing and that thing was simply this: Edmund Kelley was a gentleman. Of course his mom called him her 'little gentleman', as in 'Oh Edmund, you are my perfect little gentleman,' which did seem to hold to a certain logic that these type of things often follow, considering her affection for him and the fact that he was, after all, only ten years old. Still, Edmund himself was not particularly fond of the diminutive aspect of that title. Gentleman was enough; gentleman summed up the whole thing rather nicely, thank you. He was definitely a more refined version of your average child. He lived in a state of perpetual Sunday m
Holy crackpipe 7$ and bits!?
ReplyDeleteI wish my blood was double chocolate, lucky C.
All hard questions but let's just say: most likely. :)
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