THE WILLIAM FAULKNER KWIZ ANSWER

September 23, 2016

Whenever young Bill was missing, the first place they’d check was under the porch.

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THE WILLIAM FAULKNER KWIZ

September 22, 2016

Young William Faulkner liked to play: a. hitting at the ball with a stick. b. way out yonder in the pasture. c. bury it, dig it up, and bury it again. d. under the porch.

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NEATNESS COUNTS

September 21, 2016
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LITTLE HE KNEW

September 20, 2016

little he knew how little he knew now he knows how little he knows

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THE CORN FIELD

September 19, 2016

Hake Murrow crouched hidden in the corn field, the slurry of mud sliding and dripping from his body. His heart hammered. Its echo throbbed in his ears. From far off in the distance he heard the high squealing yelps of the hounds. He dared not linger longer. He crashed through the corn, fending off stalks […]

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BROOD

September 18, 2016

brood hen dark thoughts if you must but remember beyond tomorrow lies one more yesterday

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DRESSED TO THE NINES

September 17, 2016
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BERT, ELKE AND PHYLLIS KWIZ ANSWER

September 16, 2016

The statue honoring fish ceremony took place in Logan, Utah.

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BERT, ELKE, AND PHYLLIS KWIZ

September 15, 2016

Elke Sommer, Bert Parks, and Phyllis Diller are grouped together in this picture because: a. they are about to preside over the unveiling of a statue honoring fish. b. they recently signed contracts to star on Broadway in the calypso version of Arthur Miller’s The Crucible. c. of course they are. d. the Denny’s restaurant […]

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TRIANGLE

September 13, 2016

The triangle folded two of its lines flat along the third, making of itself a line. The triangle eating harparium slithered by sniffing left and right before disappearing over the hill. The triangle reshaped, quivering at its narrow escape.

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