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
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Darryl, I did the same thing when my kids were living abroad. They had no excuse for not remember my address!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! I should have included addressed thank you cards with the xmas presents I sent to my little sister and nieces today.
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ReplyDeleteI like that idea so much I need to implement it with my grown siblings!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat's a great idea- I think I should try it with my teenage nieces and nephews, so they can send me 'thank you' notes when I send them birthday presents!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Holidays Darryl :)
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