Tinkering with Linux proved useful and I now have my book back. Here is an excerpt from the Prologue. :D
The sun is shining down, but it seems so dark. Not that there are many shadows, but it is like someone just turned down the brightness. Everyone standing around notices, for sure, but there is no comment of course, just the feeling of a general unspoken consensus. However, there is tension in the air as well. The man and woman are not fearful, so to speak, but are being cautious. A magical, beautiful, and nude hermaphroditic clown is always cause for concern. The three stood there, in a snowy wilderness, staring each other down. Two versus one. It was a standoff, a stalemate, and a pause. Every thought culminated and processed in such a way that time slowed by their perception. Then it all just happened. The Clown, in its own artistic way, displayed a dazzling smile, one that could freeze anyone in their tracks. It produced a long balloon from the hammer-space and started working balloon animal magic. However, this was no balloon animal; this was a cherry-red tommy-gun-shaped piece of latex. The Clown took deadly aim at the couple. There, in a barren wasteland, so long ago, yet where it is so similar to today, bullets flew and lives changed…
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Holy crap thats messed up: "A magical, beautiful, and nude hermaphroditic clown is always cause for concern."
He keeps his balloons where? A hammer space you say? This said hermaphroditic clown is nude yet has hammer space on a gun I can only assume because like where else would a hammer space be? Where does he tuck said gun when its not in use?
I worry about you. Too much time indoors watching porn and eating hummus. Even worse when you do them at the same time. You need some hobbys. :P
Post a Comment