waiting for the light
I moved my chair so I can see the lamppost through the window.
I know I would probably be able to see the light from anywhere in the room if the lamp were lit, but I like having a direct view. It makes me feel more secure, somehow, to be able to glance up from a book and see it, stalwart. Still dark.
It’s really quite clever, a lamp that only lights when you’re near.
Now I can’t stop checking it, even though it’s been dark for so long.
If it turns on again, I don’t want to miss it.
In case someday, somehow, you come back.
I’ll have a warning.
I just hope it will give me enough time to run.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.
Your work goes perfectly with a good mix of coffee and pastry.
Thanks for the morning chills. First I wondered why a “dark” light was a good thing. Then I stuck on “YOU’re near”. And then, le frisson!
I have read almost all your flax-golden tales and you have me absolutely mezmerized. Some of them impress me as much as entire novels. Really great work, I hope you’ll keep on writing these!
Greetings from Denmark!
// Andra
I love the simplicity of your tales – so GREAT! You inspire me to keep writing. Thanks!
I’ve had a fascination with lampposts since my childhood, when I first read the Narnia series. I love the idea of a sentient post. My dad thinks streetlights conspire to go out on him, maybe he’s right!
Thank you! Ever since the I read The Night Circus I have been obssessed with your writing! I look forward to your tales every friday, and I love trying to guess what you may write from the picture. You are truly amazing! Thanks again.
I love your stories. They always put me in a good mood.
The pictures are wonderful as well.
You know it’s perfect when it can’t be improved at all by making it one word shorter or longer. This is perfect.
That gave me shivers!
You should make these into a book. Really.