Once upon a time, I imagined that Pinocchio was a sort of proto-Frankenstein. A man- made
mischievous creature that tortures his maker. Similar no? And then after a series of what if’s
… “What if Geppetto had a daughter?” and “What if that daughter had a mother that died
tragically?” and “What if that daughter was magical or witchy, but also lonely and sad (sad,
sad, sad),” and “What if that daughter had a version of her father’s tinkering gift?” and “What
if she tried not to be sad?” and “What if somehow she had a record player, and some really
cool records and somehow they were in California?”
… and “What if, in lieu of a Fox and a Cat, we had Roaches?”
May 18, 2026
Marybelle? The Lake Martinez Widow
May 18, 2026
