Madeleine Robins, Fantasy and Historical Mystery author extraordinaire, mother of Sarcasm Girl and Emphatic Girl (who must be called "Young Girl" instead in her presence, because "I am not emphatic!"), is joining us here. She writes of the adventures of SG, EG, the amazing Danny, and the new puppy, Emily, in her Live Journal, Running Air. She is also one of the many insightful contributors to Deep Genre (Writing and Reading. Commerce and Art. Fantasy and Reality. Science Fiction and the Mundane. Discuss.)I've known her since the late eighties and then better after I married Laura. Mad and Laura (and others) went to Clarion together. When we lived in New York they still lived there, too, and I remember being taken up to their west side apartment ("Oh, just for lunch," said Laura) one February. It was the new apartment and Danny showed me the kitchen and the living room and the dining room filled with eerily silent people. (Surprise! Happy Birthday!)
I'll get even, I thought, I'll make her come blog here.
I re-read Mad's work regularly, but am missing some of it. If anyone has a copy of Lady John or My Dear Jenny, let me know.
Check out this odd incident.
2 comments:
This is a very elaborate structure for revenge, Steve. It was only a surprise birthday party, after all. Not like I poured poison in someone's ear or something.
Well, you know what they say, dear, "Revenge is a dish best served with a little side of spring greens after the fish remove."
Kisses
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