I’ve been sending out postcards of Edward Gorey drawings recently. Hard to choose favorites, but here are two that tickle me: the title of his story The Epiplectic Bicycle, and the second line in the deathly abecedarian book The Gashleycrumb Tinies: Epiplectic looks like a bizarre play on epileptic (maybe a portmanteau of epileptic and electric), but it … Continue reading From Edward Gorey