She sang this to me all my life. Sang it over my crib, sang it when I had trouble sleeping in elementary school. Kept humming it even when I got mad at her in my teens, because it’s colonialism, a “traditional” white lullaby that has no business being in a family that suffered ...
“Darling Morris,” Elaine mentioned, “whatever do you mean? Stefan means nothing to me, and Ned hasn’t entered my thoughts for years. Now Edmund, on the other hand…” “Aha!” Morris gloated audibly. “Hoist with your own petard, Elaine!” “I haven’t used a petard in years, M...
Somehow, against every instinct in him, Bob had unwittingly become their slave. He read all the classic animal books — The Parrot Who Owns Me, The Dog who Rescues Cats, Arnie the Darling Starling, That Quail Robert, The Cat Who Came for Christmas— about the joys of animals, the touchin...
So positively aglow with sweet intentions, they fling their arms around you practically the instant you cross the threshold into their homes, bearing platters of cookies that you took time out of your writing schedule to bake, bellowing at the top of their lungs, “Darling? Haven’t you fini...
Susan Anne Gelvin, our darling daughter, was born in Denver, CO on May 28, 1983. The joy that she brought into our lives is immeasurable. Susan’s childhood was spent in Lawrence where she brought delight into the lives of grandparents, Laskowski and Gelvin. ...
So Mark, darling, as much as I admire your writing in general and short stories in particular, if I were your editor — oh, you thought that editors don’t hope this type of activity would be the first, best use of a time machine? — I would insist that you sat down and revised...
He read all the classic animal books — The Parrot Who Owns Me, The Dog who Rescues Cats, Arnie the Darling Starling, That Quail Robert, The Cat Who Came for Christmas— about the joys of animals, the touching moments. But none revealed what it was really like to live with an unruly ...
So Mark, darling, as much as I admire your writing in general and short stories in particular, if I were your editor — oh, you thought that editors don’t live in the hope that this type of activity would be the first, best use of a time machine? — I would insist that you sat...