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An allegorical polemic by a radical moderate.
Mr. Left always wanted some of Mrs. Right’s Skittles, but she never shared. Mr. Left was always sniveling and whining about fairness. Mrs. Right had a low tolerance for Mr. Left’s complaints. …
Dear Unpublished Guy:
I usually don’t respond to the pathetic pleas of a person who has made the misplaced presumption that they are a writer. As I indicated in my initial communication, your submission exceeded our gazette’s word count by …
A foray into uncreative nonfiction resulted in this dry, impressively thick, and dreadful tome.
Guns, Germs, and Mutton Chops, a Pulitzer Prize Loser and New York Times NonSeller
Unpublished Guy incompetently argues that facial hair shaped the modern world. Societies …
Die technik des sandwich-making dramas
Like all great American novels, this novel will have numerous subplots, illustrated by the plot-lines diagram, including five thousand words devoted to a sandwich-making subplot in which a sandwich is systematically assembled and unassembled multiple times until …
Schlafen Ahab and Other Fiction Characters
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Yog-Soggoth Jr is a native of the Vortex dimension. The dimension is home to Yog’s tribe of Old Ones, who devour the fried skin of their enemies, cooked the way Kassigtha used to make. While in the Human dimension he …
Gerald was born in 1949 near Dresden, Germany. His father, Mr. Krumplegumbledumpling, and his mother, Mrs. Krumplegumbledumpling, fled the East in 1951 under a moonlit sky with the barks of dogs resounding all around. As a result of the harrowing …
Continued from Writing on Deck – The Metafiction Myth – Pt1.
After taking her pills, she went to the coffee tap (nothing beats real coffee), but when she pushed the graphical button labeled POUR, the lovely, lovely java that …

A room full of writers writing
Gerald entered the writing deck where many of the other guests were already busy developing his myth. Schlafen Ahab was not visible to the naked eye, but Holger Meins walked up and down and …