I’m sorry, this should have been posted earlier; I take these commitments seriously. But a series of seasonal commitments (Girl Scout events, holiday parties, birthday, etc.) sort of distracted me. But here I am, and I have to tell you about the two coolest birthday presents ever.
The first, from Sarcasm Girl (my older daughter) is an antique copy of Sara Crew: or What Happened at Miss Minchin’s, a novella-version of A Little Princess. I fell in love with A Little Princess when I was a kid, and I’m really interested to see what this shorter, earlier version is like. Plus, the physical book is in beautiful shape, with wonderful black and white illos. Tres cool.
The second, from my husband, who knows my buttons as well as if he’d sewn them on himself, is a copy of the Dictionary of American Underworld Lingo, ca. 1950. Kissing the Dog, by the way, has nothing to do with osculation: it’s facing your victim while you’re picking his pocket. High skill required. I love this stuff, and I’m particularly delighted in that it’s in two parts: Underworld Lingo translated to Standard English, and Standard English to Underworld Lingo. So if the next time you see me I’m talking like a Damon Runyan character, you’ll know the reason why. And that’s jake with me.
Madeleine Robins blogs here on the 7th and 21st of the month, and more regularly at Running Air. She’s the author of Petty Treason, Point of Honour, and a bundle of short stories many of which are available on her bookshelf.