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Correct. Rob Rice owns a van which he calls Winston; during Renaissance Festival season, he camps on site in it. I think it's designed to enable one-handed operation. The work of TYPING is more difficult.

If Mister Hedgely were to suffer a trauma wound, specifically from a vein, he would bleed RUDDY-gore. Meanwhile, you've pulled off an authorial juggling act. :-) Like Pholus the Centaur /// Kentaur, you insert fantasy beings into authentic history. Then, in a sixty-degree traverse, you...

Thanks for asking; he's ambulatory. Beyond my suggesting the overall premise and the main characters' names, this was always meant to be a Pholus thread. His two other occupations, being Professor Loquacious in Larkspurshire and remotely conducting history courses for the American Military...

Morpheus was right: robots ARE evil!!!!!! Mere minutes ago, I was messaging Specter, expressing pleasure over being restored to direct connection with Dancing Lawn, and informing him that I meant to relay a sample of pro-life literature to him via Evening Star. Although I obviously AM still on...

Up and down and up and down and up and left and right and back up and lean left and close your eyes and whirl anti-clockwise and pat your tummy and cartwheel to the right and pause for breath. WHILE still gasping and panting, let me reiterate the scientific fact that everything changes and the...

Thanks be to the Emperor-Over-Sea for the fact that I have comms with Evening Star _outside_ The Dancing Lawn. When I wondered why I was running into still _more_ "Forbidden" responses, he advised me that I wasn't unique. Thus, having been _both_ gone and away, I have returned. *** Historical...

To bring this topic up to date, Wood Nymph plays Mario games.

They are zeroes. The reason why I put _any_ alphanumerics in a post waiting to be used is in order to have a type font selected in advance. I _hate_ using the default sans- serif, because it is _blah!_ Using diverse fonts enables me to differentiate stories, chapters and "major sections."...

Way far back in my Never-Stopping Story, when I imagined the Red Streak Wormhole connecting us to the Andromeda Galaxy, I had its far end emerge near a planet whose natives WERE flat-earthers. In a slight variation, the Andromedans believed their world was a shallow bowl, outer edge sloping up...

(( We change scene to a recon party above the equator: all-new characters, answering to the Secretary of War. They'll meet locals who only vaguely know about Tetrapolis OR about starships. )) ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ From his position on point, Lance Corporal Rick Waterston gave the hand...

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In order to produce the full impact of this example, I need to hold back the payoff until the NEXT post. So don't look at the NEXT post until you've perused what I offer here. All right, imagine you're a comicbook author born before World War Two. In your present time, stories can logically...

YouTube runs humorous videos about what might be a better ending for a given story; they call this "How It Should Have Ended." Like, say, Tonto tells the Lone Ranger, "Go find a sidekick who won't get tired of you running things. I'm going to find a sidekick from the Osage, the Shawnee, the...

Fun fact: years ago, a Russian rip-off artist wrote a gender swap of Harry Potter, called Tanya Grotter. I wish I hadn't lost my copy; it was useful for maintaining Russian fluency.

Rapid update: Since I discarded the alternate identity of Mister Eclectic, Geralyn's condition has improved radically. This next sonnet, written mere days ago, reflects the good news. From Eastern time to Rocky Mountain zone, Came news of one my family had known well: Dear Geri, whose man...

Pastor Llewellyn's wife Annette came by to invite Rufus and Bruce over for supper. "There'll be lead time for Mister James to stow his luggage in the dojo." Then, addressing Rufus directly: "Bruce's quarters at the back are barely big enough to let him straighten his legs on the cot. If you stay...

Does anyone remember the way-long-ago TV entertainer Shari Lewis? She would talk to her cute sock puppet Lamb Chop. Well, how 'bout this? Miss Prequel Jadis, trying to convince Digory that she's --yep, as harmless AS A LAMB-- Jadis uses her own sock puppet.

PART ONE "Pardon the Fiddletons not coming up to see you off in person," said the native-American counterpart Best Rope Maker, laying his right hand on the wolfhound Readyrough and his left on the border collie Fish Hook. "Even with Marjorie Marshwood helping out around the estate, so that...