“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


the thief moveth - post 1: 8.29.11.

3 years ago my mother died - in fact, almost 3 years exactly; 6 more days to go.  i floundered and wrote and felt lost and wrote and floundered some more, and i began to spread out, needing something new, something different.  one of those things was a new blog, one i called the thief of quotations.  my panic room.  a place i could go and post quotations and maybe nothing else, or a place to post quotes and maybe pictures and a line or two from me, a response to the quote.  an escape, a place to stop thinking about my life.  i go back every once in a while and read the 8 posts I posted and i'm always happy with it, but in this year of dismantling, it is time to let it go.

but not the posts.  i will spare their lives.  a thumb up to the crowd and all that.

i'll be reposting them here, one at a time, here and there, not in the order originally posted (it is, after all, also the year of no rules), until they are all safe and sound under the emma tree.  and ps - i still like the idea of the thief - expect to see new such posts.   they are small things and take little room.

we start today.

read. out loud.

He held up a book then.  "I'm going to read it to you for relax."
"Does it have any sports in it?"
"Fencing.  Fighting.  Torture.  Poison.  True Love.  Hate.  Revenge.  Giants.  Hunters.  Bad men.  Good men.  Beautifulest Ladies.  Snakes.  Spiders . . . Pain.  Death.  Brave men.  Cowardly men.  Strongest men.  Chases.  Escapes.  Lies.  Truths.  Passion.  Miracles."  
"Sounds okay," I said, and I kind of closed my eyes.

~~~~  william goldman / the princess bride

i can read to her forever and sometimes she closes her eyes.
michael never does and he remembers every word. 



  1. I love everything about this post. I sighed when I got to "until they are all safe and sound under the emma tree." Brilliant idea, and a beautiful way to carry it out.

    See, this is why I think blogging is very much alive and well. xo Gigi

    1. thank you. and yes. blogging is alive and well. getting weller, i think. xoxo

  2. wonderful. and the princess bride ... happy sigh.

  3. i have no idea why but i am crying.
    ' michael never does and he remembers every word.'
    i will just sit a cry a bit. perhaps for you and your mother, perhaps for me ..and mine.

    1. sometimes tears just show up and you have to let them. xoxo

  4. I love what you are doing here, so so much.

    "Michael never does and he remembers every word". Holy. It really is.


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