These are now and again accounts of my small life in the Centennial year of Mavis Gallant, born 08.11.1922. Everything I write here has to do with MG. Sometimes, the link will be a tad tangential. Sometimes, it will take me a while to get to the point. You have the patience for circularity or you don’t. If nothing else, you’ll never have to ask for your money back. This windy — arguably too much so — entry has to do with affinity. Of all things.
Reminds me of the two elderly male beggars I encountered in Dakar, Senegal: chatty and laughing, they had strategically positioned themselves in front of a lovely Patisserie. Talking about 'working the liberal guilt of us, foreigners!' Delightful, inspiring series of stories, Bill, thank you. Today I ran off to the second-hand bookstore to get a few of MG's books. You may well have started a renewed run on her work!
These witty and brilliantly written diary entries give me pause for reflection and deep appreciation. Thank you Mr. Richardson!
Me too, just found them after the interview with Sheilagh Rogers and am really enjoying each entry. On to # 11 now :-)
Reminds me of the two elderly male beggars I encountered in Dakar, Senegal: chatty and laughing, they had strategically positioned themselves in front of a lovely Patisserie. Talking about 'working the liberal guilt of us, foreigners!' Delightful, inspiring series of stories, Bill, thank you. Today I ran off to the second-hand bookstore to get a few of MG's books. You may well have started a renewed run on her work!