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.
And last of all came Gim, at a crawl more glacial even than usual, as night was waning, and the moon was failing.
Moments later the moon returned bringing with her Lois and Stiv. Or perhaps it was the other way around.
As though the place were cursed, the sun, the moon and everyone fled the area. And the stars were shining.
When first he refused such diabolical orders, they reminded the WDA that he was already entangled in a criminal regime, and on the lam.
Moments after the WDA entered the building, Slim moved toward it. Moments after Slim did that, Pim and Bim moved to where Slim had been.
Despite having a lavish apartment to enjoy, Slim felt the need to re-enter the world. And do things to it.
So. Mr. Love equipped the Well-Dressed Albatross with coordinates for a building wherein he would be given further instructions.
Of course Mr. Love could always find someone happy to join him for a discussion of this and that.
Yes, everyone knew Mr. Love. Not as an acquaintance necessarily, but as a presence inevitably.