I notice on my calendar — my Edward Gorey calendar — that today is Edward Gorey’s birthday. A little math tells us that the late Mr Gorey would be 80 years old — if were he not so, well, late. So in rememberance of the man who brought so many of us joy through his gleeful pen-and-ink renditions of murders most foul and ideas quite macabre, have a couple of bleakly happy thoughts as you go about the rest of your day.
Should you need assistance with that mood, enjoy (darkly) this online gallery of paperback book covers, or make a virtual pilgrimage to the Edward Gorey House.
