Showing posts with label stuff I find in a stack of books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stuff I find in a stack of books. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Literary Discovery
I just found out that someone wrote a book about my childhood.
I wasn't totally sure it was about me, until I saw the title of the second chapter. My friends and I formed a little club called "The Peculiar Views." It's what little nerdlings do. We referred to our meetings as "entertainments." If was going to a meeting, I would tell my mother I was going to "entertain peculiar views."
I am not sure how they got that picture of me.
If you all will excuse me, I need to go see someone about some royalties.
I wasn't totally sure it was about me, until I saw the title of the second chapter. My friends and I formed a little club called "The Peculiar Views." It's what little nerdlings do. We referred to our meetings as "entertainments." If was going to a meeting, I would tell my mother I was going to "entertain peculiar views."
I am not sure how they got that picture of me.
If you all will excuse me, I need to go see someone about some royalties.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Well, what do you know?
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
A Literary Tragedy
Although everyone thought she was going to have a promising career, it wasn't meant to be.
Turns out, Hulda only had the one story in her.
Turns out, Hulda only had the one story in her.
Wednesday, April 27, 2016
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