Frank Kogan

Hi Tumblr. I normally use you as a feed from my livejournal, but livejournal is stuck today at the loading dock, suffering from a backache. As my policy is to post something every three days whether I have anything to say or not, you get the post:

Let it be a question, or a request. Imagine that Jane Austen has been teleported to 2013. She's disoriented at first, of course, and had no idea she'd become famous. She's slowly accommodating herself to new circumstances. She was temporarily placed in a locked ward on first arrival, as she'd landed on a city sidewalk and was freaking out and weeping. So now she's careful. But she hooks up with someone kind who has taken her in. That person is you. You're not actually sure that she's Jane Austen, since she's not telling anyone this, out of fear of the locked ward; nor are you certain she's really from the past. But she seems sincere, and when she lets herself loose from her fear and sadness, she's bright and lively. But still in shock, as you might imagine.

Anyway, you're driving though a lower middle-class 'burb, Wheat Ridge, Colorado, say, or in New Jersey, or somewhere. And you're trying to explain strip malls to her. What do you say?