The Freeing of Jonathon Mark.
Status: proofreading and typesetting before publication
Samuel N, he’s got a bee in his pretty little bonnet about his wife being too nagging like.
Nancy D, she didn’t like the way her daughter-in-law ‘refused’ to phone her for a week, and how she’s never worn the dress she made for her.
Harvey S is indeed a petty fuck, unhappy with how his ‘old bag’ of a secretary doesn’t sharpen his pencils to a point.
And Jonathon M, he’s numb.
That’s me, Jonathon M – the M’s for Mark, and I’m numb with grief from what I’ve put up with between morning tea and lunch, and the rest of it. Continue reading
The very real story of the chicken who squawked a lot.
Status: Complete and in need of illustrations before publication
Part of a proposed series of ‘Very real Stories’. Books for people of all ages. See also ‘The very real story of the very, very Old Dude’.
Seven chickens were tied upside down on a bike on the way to the market.
One of the chickens started to squawk and squawk and squawk.
“You’re giving me a headache,” said the man riding the bike. “If you don’t shut up, I’ll chop your head off first!”
But what the chicken was really trying to say was,
“Watch out for that bus!” Continue reading
The Day little Timmy stopped the world.
Flash fiction story = less than 600 words.
Indeed it is probably unfair to lay the blame on little Timmy Rothschild simply because it was his birthday. In reality, the blame could more fairly be laid at the feet of his mother, if only she could have been expected to know. After all, it was she who in her rush omitted to position the fifth candle in place on top of the birthday cake. You see, little Timmy was turning 5 that day, not 4. Continue reading