Lest you think this blog is nothing more than a shameless platform for plugging my own book shop (which you can find here, by the way), here is a book that I found in one of my favorite etsy book shops, Pipi Pompon. We have our own copy, so when I saw this in her shop, I knew I had to blog about it, link back to her copy, and hope you love this post enough to purchase it from Pipi.
So here it is.
The Dot and The Line
a romance in lower mathematics
by Norton Juster
He has a problem. He's in love. With Dot. Who's in love,
with Squiggle. "He is so gay and free, so unhibited and full of joy," she cooly informs Line, "and you are as stiff as a stick. Dull. Conventional and repressed. Tied and trameled. Subdued, smothered and stifled. Squashed, squelched and quenched."
Poor line is despondant. His friends try in vain to cheer him. "She's not good enough for you," one says. "She lacks depth," says another.
But poor Line just hangs his . . . well, never mind that. He can't hang his head. Neverthless, his friends' words fall on deaf . . . Blast, if that doesn't work either. No head. No ears. The guy's upset. You get the jist.
"Any way he looked at her she was perfect."
THE LINE AS A CELEBRATED DAREDEVIL
THE LINE AS AN INTERNATIONAL SPORTSMAN
But it's no use. Line decides it's time for a change. He bends. And makes an angle.
And all the while, Dot looks on,
"So, what happens?" you, dear reader may ask. Does Dot show Squiggle the door? Do Dot and Line live happily ever after?
Well, I'll never tell.