788. Dorothy’s ornamental elephants


Dorothy wasn’t simply a novelist; she was a published novelist. In fact, four of her novels had been published, with satisfying sales, and a fifth novel was in the pipeline.

Dorothy had a special way of celebrating each publication. She would buy an ornamental elephant. She would spend ages looking at elephants in every shop imaginable to find the elephant most suited to the novel. For example, her novel Pansy the Panda was associated with an elephant made out of real bamboo (because pandas eat bamboo, silly). All that glistens was commemorated with a rather ostentatious, and very expensive, ornamental elephant from India.

It’s not that elephants had anything per se to do with the novels, it was simply an interesting and almost secretive thing that Dorothy did. And of course, she always had each elephant pointing towards the front door of the house, because to do otherwise could bring ill-fortune.

Another thing about Dorothy was that she was very hard to buy for. She was one of those people who either had everything or didn’t need anything else. Come a birthday, and relatives and friends were always in a quandary as to what to give her. But now…

“Dorothy collects elephants,” was whispered from Dorothian gift-giver to Dorothian gift-giver.

Today, Dorothy has one hundred and twenty-seven ornamental elephants. She’s thinking of commemorating novel publications in the future with ornamental peacocks or something.

39 thoughts on “788. Dorothy’s ornamental elephants

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      I used to collect roosters – one rooster for each new play – but my sisters started to give me roosters – even the bag for holding plastic shopping bags has roosters on it!

  1. Laine Jensen

    That was a fun and coincidental story. I was thinking of collecting music boxes to celebrate published books. I think I’ll keep it a secret except for here and on my blog if you allow me to reblog this…

      1. Cynthia Jobin

        After publication one suffers the letters to the publisher, which can be from ministers about how one has insulted religion, and one incurs the possible pursuit by stalkers who have somehow decided to invite you for coffee to discuss “how to get published”. And then there is …oh well, you remind me of the days, in my twenties and thirties, when I “submitted ” my writing and…. though it was published, I say…..Do go into hiding!

                1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                  The cognac flambé on the grapes (this was for my b’day for those who don’t know) was hilarious! Despite warming the cognac first the concoction fluttered into insignificance. Several boxes of matches later we ate the grapes and drank the cognac!

  2. arlingwoman

    I have a friend with way too many little cat figurines. Ugh. Collected the same way. People do mean well. I have a sparkly little elephant myself, given to me by a friend who had been posted in Bangladesh…


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