Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Donald Imagined Things: a Gorey story


No matter where he went, Donald imagined things. Donald was not delusional, nor ill, nor even particularly special in any way. He possessed a healthy imagination and knew when he was using it. But, sometimes - just sometimes - he wished he wouldn't use it so much.

Donald's imagination frightened him a little, because he couldn't always turn it off once he had turned it on, and now and then he didn't care for the way things went. Tthis time, for example. In the daylight it wouldn't have mattered so much, but after everyone else was asleep it could be terrifying to try to get into his own bed when a small boy already seemed to be there.


MEGGILY said...

Is "Donald Imagined Things" The name of this story? I haven't been able to find this book anywhere!

¡Vizcacha! said...

Hi Meggily,

I guess it is the name of my story, ripped off from Gorey's caption. I'm not sure which of his collections the drawing might be in, but they're all pretty darkly great!