Author Archives: Gavin Stevens

About Gavin Stevens

Humptulips County is the wholly fictional on-line residence of Stephen Ellis, a would-be writer, an avid fan of William Faulkner and his Yoknapatawpha County, and a retired lawyer.

The Mysteries of Spectator Sports

Posted on October 8, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

When I arrived at my office building this morning, the next block South was covered by numerous police cars surrounding a large, centrally located big blue van parked perpendicular to the direction of normal traffic flow. Police were out in … Continue reading →

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Family Time

Posted on September 23, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

The last few weeks of life in Humptulips County have not been pleasant. We’ve had stereophonic construction between the replacement of a gas transmission line behind the house and the installation of new windows on its far side. While the … Continue reading →

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The Password to Neverland Retrieved

Posted on August 26, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

In my little town I never meant nothin’ I was just my father’s son Saving my money Dreaming of glory Twitching like a finger On the trigger of a gun Leaving nothing but the dead and dying Back in my … Continue reading →

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The Stillness of a Summer Evening

Posted on August 17, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

It is very hot in Humptulips County, with temperatures in the mid-90’s.  Hot spells never last long in the Northwest, since we are too far North and too close to the sea for them to be sustainable for any appreciable time.  When they do … Continue reading →

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A Seattle Summer Morning

Posted on August 10, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

It was a beautiful Summer morning today in Seattle, warm and cloudless, backlit by sunsparkle off the bay, and flavored by a light, salty breeze. Bright sunlight simultaneously played a solo game of hopscotch across glass-sheathed high-rises and hide-and-seek with … Continue reading →

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The Promises of a Blue Moon

Posted on August 1, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

Just once… in a very blue moon And I feel one comin’ on soon Nanci Griffith, Just Once in a Very Blue Moon This August is a month of the blue moon – a month which will have two full … Continue reading →

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Pre-Dawn Contemplations of Ineffable Subjects

Posted on July 26, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

It’s early morning here in my office in Humptulips County, and while the building is operational after a massive overnight internal power outage, the office systems are down and useless. I suspect that they will be up and running before … Continue reading →

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A Personal Voting Manifesto

Posted on July 22, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

In Washington state, the election season is upon us. Our primary election is just a few weeks away and political advertisements, robotic phone calls, mailers, rallies, and all of the other accoutrements of modern political life are in full shout … Continue reading →

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Transmogrification and My Trip Home

Posted on July 18, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin, But I at last with weary feet … Continue reading →

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Shadows On The Grass

Posted on July 8, 2012 by Gavin Stevens

Presentiment is that long shadow on the lawn Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass. Emily Dickinson, Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn It is finally Summer at … Continue reading →

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