A.R. Geiger

My Blog

  • Long Way Home

    They get on when the train stops for the third time. I see their red caps, their uniforms through the crowd, and I curse myself for riding as long as I did. I know how dangerous trains are, but it’s a long, long walk home through the rain. I thought I’d get lucky. I have…

  • Fablehaven

    I adore fairies in fiction. They are some of my favorite things to find inside the covers of a book. Whether they are mossy, grumpy gnomes, malignant pixies, or fluttering sprites, I love them all. And, precisely because I love reading about them so much, I very rarely find a book that I feel does…

  • Until the Sun Rises

    They fall asleep as soon as the fire is lit. Firelight flickers on the walls of the cave, on the dirt floor and their weary faces. We don’t dare take roads through this country, and walking through fields and bogs is hard with their short legs and tired feet. Tramps aren’t a welcome sight this…

  • Les Miserables

    I will admit, this is an intimidating post to write. Not only because Les Miserables is such an incredible, life-changing book, but because Victor Hugo happens to be one of my favorite authors. His mastery of prose, of story, and of character blew me away when I first read this book. Also, he was the…

  • Leave Me Weeping

    The taxi is already loaded, everything I own, everything I want to take with me already in the trunk. The meter is running, but I ask the man to wait and go down to the creek. The sky is gray this morning, but the rain has finally stopped. Ice clings to everything. I slip three…

  • I Live With A Cat

    I live with a cat. Her name is Mrs. Hudson. She is not my housekeeper. I might be hers, though. Housekeeper, servant, devoted slave. Something. Mrs. Hudson came into my life about a year and a half ago. I found her in a small cage in the humane society. Okay, my mum found her. I…