A Spare Scene from Yet Another Unwritten Novel

“That was the first thing we noticed,” Dalmatia said. “The copy-machine was broken.” “Broken? How?” “The cover-glass was cracked. And when we opened the front cover, we found a photocopy of someone’s bum jammed in the fuser.” “That would have been before you found Fred’s body.” “Yes. He was hidden behind the coffee cart. WeContinue reading “A Spare Scene from Yet Another Unwritten Novel”

Yet Another Scene

The man ran for cover. As he approached the fence the author put out a hand to stop his flight. “Where do you think you’re going?” the author asked. “Up and over that fence, if it’s all the same to you,” the man replied, panting. “You’re planning to confuse your motion, horizontal and vertical, inContinue reading “Yet Another Scene”

A Random Scene

From a Random Novel In Progress: “There’s a scene here,” Maincharacter said. “Why the foo aren’t you writing it?” “Because I don’t friggin’ see it,” the author replied. “As if I’m going to take that for an excuse? Look, Lady McSwiggin is going to have to lose her necklace if Fred is going to findContinue reading “A Random Scene”

Great Expectations

To the tune of The Ballad of Jed Clampett (“The Beverly Hillbillies” theme song.) Come and listen to the story of a boy named Pip Poor little orphan who was something of a drip Then one night he was staying up late When a convict told him, “Your ‘specations are great.” Cash, that is. Moolah.Continue reading “Great Expectations”