The haunted wall clock in that small space, that interstice between the bedrooms, approves of the new wall color. The old girl started ticking and chiming away the other day a while after I put her back up on the wall. No winding up, no crank of the key. I didn't even open the glass door, nor did I clean the protective layer of dust off her top. I let her go for nine and a half hours, but even I have my limits. I pried the stubborn latch open so I could stop the swinging pendulum and the chimes. It took almost two minutes to get it open. It's been a couple of years since she's spontaneously started like that, but I swear, that clock was happy this time. I considered taking her down to place a new curio cabinet in that spot, but after this episode, I don't think she'd be satisfied anywhere else. So where should I put the new wall curio cabinet?
interstice (n.): a space between closely spaced things
P.S. like how my clock is a girl?
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
The Haunted Clock Approves
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2 comments:
Watch it Margie--you shut off your happy clock. If you tick (HA! Tick!) off that clock, it's liable to come alive in the middle of the night and get you. And FYI: I think all clocks are girls--maybe something to do with time management?
Time is certainly a Woman. I've always written Her as such.
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