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Jack’s A Dull Boy

Script Frenzy Twenty-Twelve has gone Like grass from an unwatered lawn. My College Play was barely born And won’t grow up before the morn. The play’s not dead: I’ll finish yet (Take that as promise or as threat), But April’s … Continue reading

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Lack O’ The Iris

“That’s not a real rock. Put it down,” Said Mopsy. Flopsy faked a frown And told his brother, “She’s my friend!” “Come on, you know how this will end,” Said Mopsy, shaking both his eyes, His nose, two ears–to his … Continue reading

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Moo – Chapter 20

Happy birthday, MLK! This is late, but that’s okay, I hope, ’cause Flopsy had a dream— Or half of one–that made it seem Like carrots were the root du jour. And isn’t that what freedom’s for?

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Moo – Chapters 17, 18 and 19

Two of these you may have seen; The new one’s Chapter 17. The “Not Exactly Hamlet” post, Supposedly about a ghost And where the spark of Moo first burned, In Chapter 18 has returned; Something Wicked This Way Smells As … Continue reading

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Moo – Chapter 16

At long last, the anticlimax! No, not that one, this one.

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Moo – Chapter 15

The Bad News: The NaNoWriMo train has left the station, but Flopsy and Mopsy are still on the platform, stuck for all time at an official word count of 16,208. The Good(?) News: The Narrator desperately wants to help tell … Continue reading

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Moo – Chapter 14

Finally, some progress on the convergence of Flopsy, Mopsy, Helen and the Narrator: Everyone, Including the Narrator. Probably too late to meet the NaNoWriMo deadline, but that’s the way the banana crumbles (assuming, as always, a freeze-dried banana).

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