“So as we heads into the stretch, we’re neck and neck. I turns to him and sez, I sez, ‘Ever wonder in what order your hoofs hit the turf?’ He stumbles pitifully a while, then collapses. I wins in a breeze.”
Life is available in four flavors: 1. bandanna 2.smoke 3. rifle 4. scraped cement There are no exceptions to this rule.
1. Before the publisher intervened, it was ‘James and the Giant Leech’. 2. Ernest Hemingway’s dog could, and often did, smoke a pipe. 3. Emily Dickinson had a walrus skull nailed above her bed. 4. Oscar Wilde was a closeted optometrist. 5. Doves hate each other.
LOON (timid and frightened) LOONETTE (angry and suspicious) LOON PRINCELING (cunning and devious)
The jars of Kenneth attacked from the left, fracturing every rule of engagement. Wilhelmina’s cutlery fell back in disarray. The rout was on, the field taken, victory assured. That night, many a token of esteem was distributed by the camel handlers. The jars of Kenneth knew now no new news could negate their feelings of […]
“Praps ye sits here and chats with it a bitsy, my preciouss.” How could the loon possibly fail to highlight the gollum? He couldn’t, I tells you. Oh, and the definitive gollum voice was created by a most monumental loon, Brother Theodore.
While Rome burned, the loon fiddled in paint shop.
Here is a free sample from my work-in-progress, Dodden in Jom, a story from the world of Bekka of Thorns. I posted my sketch of Dodden a few weeks back: In my eighth bar year, I lost my eye. One afternoon the training class gathered by custom to sing the Cragger Anthem before being released […]
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
