I haven’t written any fiction for two years so I figured the best way to ease into another book project would be by getting some short stories out. This one is less than 2000 words. Now that’s short.
Please let me know if it made you chuckle at least.
UPDATE: 18 feb 2019
In order to re-cast several characters…
I realized I could effectively use the main character, Dev, in the new novel I’m planning. To accomplish this I added a scene-setting paragraph at the beginning and a new one at the end.
The story now includes them, so here’s the updated Smashword’s blurb:
Killer Fries…In which a recurring nightmare leaves a tough man’s man wondering, once again, which really would be scarier: settling down and having a bunch of headstrong kids, or routinely dealing with political monsters that never seem to get their comeuppance soon enough
UPDATE: 11 feb 2019
Teespring Shirts and more
Yup. I did it. You can get a Direct-to-Garment printed KILLER FRIES shirt from my shop over there, for as little as $14.99 (not including shipping); the mug above for $9.99. I set the prices super low compared to all their “suggested” mark-ups.
About time to declare, “Mission Accomplished,” eh, girls?
See, I’m not just about making firearms’ related designs…
(I created this design and then made-a-t-shirt for an internet friend four-and-a-half years ago, after he used the phrase on a YouTube ‘cast and it popped into my mind. Was inspired to bring it out of mothballs, today, when Terrence Popp nearly used the very same phrasing in THIS video.)
I think Orwell is awaiting the day that all these 21st century-NAZIs – I mean, of course, the arresting officers and judges, in this case – show up in the afterworld so he can thrash them to death a second time.
Have tried escaping “politics” the last few evenings so watch Jeopardy or sometimes a bit of Wheel of Fortune (much better at the former!). That has to be where I’ve seen those annoying erectile-dysfunction ads, cuz we just don’t watch TV, otherwise. Seeing the sad story about Madonna + Amy Schumer, today, got me to thinking that there’s a really simple “cure” for those unfortunate souls whose plans go awry after four HOURS of “fun”…