April 23, 2007

Jack Walleye

Filed under: Litlets — crcb @ 7:15 pm

Releasing androgynous smoke, Blameworthy Labs is a blemish of ovens, an accusatory masquerade of hubristic ascent, over which Jack Walleye’s blasphemous labors stare aloof. Wielding whips of computer-drafted fronds and incorporating the fructification of malicious scholars (opulent Morbidity, earnest Talebearer and the crested vandal Compound Brilliance), he wrought the Blasted Labyrinth — at once powdered, international and unavailingly elephantine. No sir, it was Winston Tuttle’s whittle of chocolate. Jim Murky, Clandestinely Weeping Scofflaw: “Each day I parcel artful somnolescence, raising 6,000 whispers to morning frottage with canvas-clad aviators. Leaking a distinguished virus each week, I willfully catechize unclean glands. Unacting sinfulness, the malefactor’s unabashed reversal of conscience, is a shaven thatch under which degenerates do not slumber thoughtlessly. We rather prolong the siege of petulant monks, whining their prayers in combustible verse.”

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What I’m Working On

Filed under: General — crcb @ 4:34 pm
Mood: Cretaceous

This will be a boring entry, but after a turbulent period in my life I’m trying to resurrect my writing and blogging.

Here’s what I’m working on:

  • A short story of betrayal and devious revenge.
  • A twisted fairy tale.
  • A ghost story (possibly a screenplay).
  • With my wife, a screenplay about the devil (or a devil).
  • Miscellaneous poems and articles.
  • Revamping my web site.

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