The kewpie doll

Her face hasn’t fared well, and I dare not try to remove the dent. Yet, her eyes are as arresting as ever. This dainty little kewpie doll was found amoung my grandmother’s things. It’s age is unknown, unknowable. When I started digging online into the history of this toy, the spelling was unexpected. I alwaysContinue reading “The kewpie doll”

I can’t complain about this one

Only five pages to go but I’m so tired. Should I endure or finish these another day? There’s no cliffhanger; no who-done-it to reveal; no expected ah-ah moment. The trials are over; banned books released; the rating system introduced … how does an author finish this story? It’s my desire for mental clarity that encouragesContinue reading “I can’t complain about this one”