Anonymously, by mail, Clarice received a sequence of sonnets. She filed them with similar collections she’d received in the past.
Pim Comic Strip
How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim
discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the
absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.
Pim and Clive met and discussed what Mr. Love might be up to.
The second Clarice arrived at the office on Monday morning, Ms Smye, Clarice’s boss, buzzed her work station.
Mr. Love’s ‘defiance’ was a sequence of poems to Clarice, penned in a hotel in Luxembourg. None of the poems were yet mailed of her.
Wandering alone Mr. Love knew he had fallen hopelessly in love with Clarice, the animal shipping officer. He experienced fanciful thoughts.
In a panic Mr. Love ran down the corridor, with its institutional lighting, shedding his disguise as he went.
Clarice, the shipping officer, was rightly suspicious. When she confronted Mr. Love, he grew uncharacteristically flustered.
Disguised as an auditor for Fair Treatment of Intellectually Superior Animals, Mr. Love visited the shipping department of the Zoo.
From different but not opposite directions two bodies came upon a third, reading Seneca, at a tiki bar in the middle of absolutely nowhere.
Foolishly they let Clive sit up front. Agog at his account of fractals, the driver lost focus. The rig jackknifed. All perished but Clive.
