Adorned in feathers
A sign indicates to me that I can undergo species reassignment for the day. I ask the lady to be sure this stupendous sign is legitimate, she informs me that she can indeed transform me into an owl in exchange for 200 English pennies. My smile is reminiscent of barbies. I spend my day with a dog and a butterfly exploring a forest of possibilities. I am becoming increasingly aware that I cannot...
There is no mistaking a real book when one meets it. It is like falling in love.– Christopher Morley
If there’s a prize for rotten judgement, I guess I’ve already won...– Meg (Hurcules)
There is something about the unexpected that moves us. As if the whole of...– Rose Tremain (via suzywire)
Coiffing your hair
I find myself working under the command of Maggie Thatcher, she takes me into the office for a round of “how dare you”. I show her my teeth, a sense of nimiety growing inside me. She is not a fictitious character in my world like you may suspect, she is real and she is ruining my work ethic.
To die would be an awfully big adventure.
I would like a hair brush where the bristles are tiny people stood up straight with their arms above their heads and their hands clawed ready to detangle my hair. Thank you.