Why Once a Time a Time?
I’ve always done a lot of thinking - and a lot of remembering - in this brain of mine. I share the fruits of that thinking most effectively in writing, often in the form of stories.
When I was a little girl, before I’d learned the art of writing, however, I would avail the adults in my life with my stories and I’d begin with the (obviously misheard but adorably uttered) words, “Once a Time a Time…”
Category Archives: Observations a la Gina
The Lateness of the Hour
If you happened to read the post I wrote yesterday, you’re already acquainted with my dad’s friend, Jonesy’s, habit of uttering some phrases that would make you think twice. Whereas I ultimately disagreed with the message of Jonesy’s expression in … Continue reading
Posted in Memories, Observations a la Gina, Oh those phrases
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