Life by the Page 10
10 The vibrant young woman who sat across from Leon glowed with beauty in the dim light of their candle lit dinner table, to the point of which the candle seemed a bit unnecessary compared to her fragile frame. They were seated by a window at the very...
Life by the Page: Martha Talks
> Hello everyone! Firstly, I'd like to thank you for reading "Life by the Page", secondly, I would like to take the time to let you in on what's been going on with Chekhov. He has been very busy in the past couple of months and hasn't even touch his...
Life by the Page 9
9 Needless to say the next couple of days were filled with work. Not the kind of work he had been used to for the past couple of months, forcing himself to put down on paper half assed ideas that made him feel sick, this was a different kind of...
Country House
Cabin By: Chekhov Frigid rain danced upon a small house in the country side, pattering against its shingles on the roof. Darkness had nearly consumed the small dwelling were it not for a single candle burning dimly in the window of its single...
Life by the Page 8
8 Leon sat by one of the windows in the quaint little old building that was Gabe's Café. The window pane was old and misty so you couldn't see much through it, but he liked to sit by it anyway because it let more light into the place. Gabe stood...
Matilda the Otter
Matilda the otter By: Chekky Matilda is of the mustelidae, In her own way, she would like to stay. Care free day after day, Filling time and her stomach with fish. A delightful dish, No better meal than fish, Matilda's only wish, Is to...
Life by the Page 7
7 The next few days were very much the same. It was cold, dark, and somewhat lonely in his house. Leon didn't feel so lonely though, only when he was not preoccupied with his work. The fire in his hearth burned and crackled every now and then as he...
Life by The Page 5
5 Leon paid for the book that Nathan had accidently taken when he left the store. Leon explained everything to the owner. Dave was a light hearted Hyena so he laughed and said it wasn't a problem. He was in high spirits the rest of that afternoon. He...
Leon's Poem
Leon's Poem Everything is manufactured, Life has become a satire for emptyness, A series of fabricated events that repeat, From one person to the next. Nothing is original, Nothing will ever be original, Except maybe the person reading...
The Fox: A Short Poem
The Fox A silent pride he carries, He runs about careful and gay, And with his wit he never tarries, A genius in his own way. He is a fox and is glad to be. A silent smile and playful provocation, All around him benefit he sees, Easy with...
Life by the Page 4
4 "The Owls Den" was the only book store in town. It was a small store but every nook and cranny was occupied by a book. They were stacked in every conceivable space, nook, cranny, or overhang. There stacked precariously against the walls all the way...
Life by the Page 3
3 The coffee was perfect as always and with a cheerful air Leon felt he should treat himself to trip to the book shop. He and Gabe spoke briefly about the shy fox he had bumped into. Gabe felt that the fox had a little thing going for Leon but Leon...