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Mokosha, Anastasia Sophia, and Me, Natalia . . . while the books are written

For all the Frimes

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As a writer, I harbor a small hope that my words will live forever, touching future generations. With the superabundance of books, blogs, tweets, and quips in existence, my dream seems unlikely. While others will take charge (or not) of my legacy, I can keep alive the words of my favorite authors.

220px-Gelett_BurgessFrank Gelett Burgess (January 30, 1866 – September 18, 1951) was an artist, art critic, poet, author, and humorist. He is best known as a writer of nonsense verse and the author of the still in-print Goops stories, books about manners, for kids.

The Goops they lick their fingers,
And the Goops they lick their knives,
They spill their broth on the tablecloth –
Oh, they lead disgusting lives!

He coined the term blurb and wrote his own dictionary.

Some excellent and useful words:

alibosh – glaringly obvious falsehood or exaggeration

drillig – a tiresome lingerer, one who talks too long

flooijab – an apparent compliment with a concealed sting

huzzlecoo – an intimate talk; a confidential colloquy

kipe – to inspect critically; to appraise pragmatically

cow’cat – a person whose main function is to occupy space

frime – an educated heart; one who deserves the right thing

I discovered Gelett Burgess through A Little Sister of Destiny, a book published in 1906 that I found in an antique store a century later. (Just discovered that it’s been republished this year. Highly recommended!) I loved it so much that I started a modern-day retelling of Miss Million’s tale. I hope to complete it one day.

 


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