Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), and several Kindle ebooks.

Friday, November 27, 2015

Thursday Paper

The paper on Thanksgiving Day was so stuffed with ads that must have weighed five pounds. Here are the only parts I actually read:


All the rest was junk—sports, ads, etc.—that I have no interest in. George wasn't interested either. All these will go straight to the recycling bin (except for George).


I found something irregular with part of the paper that I did read—or tried to read. See those scallopy lines:


They fold down to reveal a blank expanse of paper.


George couldn't figure out why the newspaper should have a blank double-page spread like this.


 Neither could I. And what's with the little silvery thing at the upper left?


That puzzled George, too.
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