A.R. Geiger

My Blog

  • House of Many Ways

    Do you know what I love? Books . . . about books. More specifically, I love books about readers, because it isn’t hard for me to slip right into the pages and feel as though I am living the story myself. In addition, books about books almost always feature an amazing, incredible library. The sort…

  • Strawberries

    I take her down to the strawberry patch the moment the sun peaks out of the clouds. It’s still drizzling, just a little bit, but her mother will be here in a few minutes, and she’ll cry all the way home if she doesn’t get a few of ‘Grandma’s strawberries’. It’s her favorite part of…

  • Follow My Leader

    When I was younger, I almost never read a book just once. I had more time, less work, and less selection. So, I read my favorite books over and over again, and I enjoyed them the tenth time as much as I did the first. One of the books that I read, almost to the…

  • Waiting

    It’s raining again. The roof is leaking, and I can hear the plink, plunk of water dripping into the bucket I left in the corner of the living room. This drafty old house has never had a roof that did its job. Even when I was little it leaked. The house was full then, and…

  • Peter Pan

    I’m not really a tattoo person. It’s not that I don’t like them, really, more just that tattoos are expensive, and I would rather spend the money on books or bookshelves or writing pens or possibly food and cleaning supplies and toilet paper. Or books. Because, you know, I’m a responsible adult with my own…

  • While They Weep

    The sky is weeping. It has been like this for three days, raining as though it would like to flood us from our homes, wash the trees from the ridge lines. Abba says it is because Amma is sick. He says the skies are weeping for her, because she will leave us soon. I think…