trick or treat!! 🎃🎃🎃
happy halloween, vera !! a treat for you 💕 a vfd trading card, with the bridge club's very own, r ! ✨🎃
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trick or treat!! 🎃🎃🎃
happy halloween, vera !! a treat for you 💕 a vfd trading card, with the bridge club's very own, r ! ✨🎃
trick or treat!!
lulu !! happy happy halloween !! a treat pour toi ✨🎃 mr. frank's trading card, in the funkiest fall color scheme i could think of 💕
i miss my brother. i miss my sister. / "yes, jacques was my brother. because of the schism, i haven't seen either of my brothers for years."
january 12. the birthday of j snicket, as well as that of his sister.
violet had a real knack for inventing and building strange devices, so her brain was often filled with images of pulleys, levers, and gears, and she never wanted to be distracted by something as trivial as her hair.
@asouefanworkevent day one of woevember : violet's inventions, alternatively titled, what's that thing edison said?
i should have asked the question, “how could someone who was missing be in two places at once?” instead i asked the wrong question.
@asouefanworkevent day three of woevember : disguises, alternatively titled, a pair of raspberry berets.
but if this were a book about me ... i might pause for a moment and tell you about something i did many years ago that still troubles me. it was a necessary thing to do, but it was not a nice thing, and even now ... i will suddenly remember this thing i did, and think to myself, was it really necessary? was it absolutely necessary to steal that sugar bowl from esmé squalor?
@asouefanworkevent day two of woevember : the sugar bowl, alternatively titled, as sharp as a two edged sword.
dear pat — you came upon me carving some kind of little figure out of wood and you said, “why don’t you make something for me?” i asked you what you wanted and you said, “a box.” “what for?” “to put things in.” “what things?” “whatever you have.” you said. well here’s your box. nearly everything i have is in it, and it is not full. pain and excitement are in it, and feeling good or bad and evil thoughts and good thoughts — the pleasure of design and some despair and the indescribable joy of creation. and on top of these are all the gratitude and love i have for you. and still the box is not full. john
@asouefanworkevent day five of woevember : books, alternatively titled, to my kind editor.
“we’re not friends,” he said, finally and quietly. “we’re sweethearts, ok? go ahead and laugh if you want to.” “i never laugh at a man’s romantic life,” i said. “that’s his own business.”
a very belated valentine to my most beloved sweethearts 💕