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Re: Forum Fiction - Merry Xmas!
gregrowlerson Sun Aug 04, 2013 3:07 am
KER’S – PART ONE
She watched with the rest of the crowd as a particular form of transport made his way around the loop. She watched him do three laps and laughed along with everyone else. It was a little weird. Oh yes indeedy.
Because it did kind of look like a car accident. But then she noticed that it was she who had been totalled. From the West.
She realised that it was something that was hers.
She stopped him dutifully. It was significantly different now. He was obviously being powered by something else entirely.
“Ok Mister,” began KER’s. “Cough up.”
“Ahem,” replied the formula one car in cheeky fashion.
“Oh just spit it out. I know that you’ve been using somebody else. You have to have been. Boy you look weird, but I have to admit, you’re positively glowing. What has made you so radiant?”
“SLT,” said the car matter of factly, as if it was the most famous thingy on Earth.
In the Universe in fact.
There was a pause.
“Did I entertain you?” the form of transport inquired.
“Who are you, my mother?”
This car certainly was not. But perhaps they weren’t dancing too far from the truth. For KER’s was otherwise known as Kinetic Energy Recovery System, obviously. She had long been an energy source for this vehicle. She had a habit for always being there for him when he needed her most. And that’s all you can really ask for in life. To be there for someone.
Whenever f1 had the brakes applied to his life, KER’s was there, shining the brightest. She was there for those go slow moments, for when he wasn’t the speed machine that others were interested in. Because this is where KER’s differed to the other energy sources. Instead of feeding off him when he was flying, she fed him when his engine sounded sickly. Upon braking, energy would be stored in the KER’s reservoir (perhaps a dam created in a river valley) for f1’s use in emergency situations This reservoir was also sometimes known as an Xtrac. F1 would always fall behind in life’s race without KER’s.
Actually that’s not quite true. He would still fall behind, but without KER’s he may very well have quit the race altogether. Years ago she had created an artificial lake, created as a reminder that he never forgot what was real.
That he was a beautiful machine.
So f1 did view her as like a next of kin. She helped him to recover his energy. And he liked to joke that etic was merely part of the branding.
Speaking of branding, KER’s previously advertised herself with the slogan ‘some extra baggage’. Now there was a subtle change. It read:
No extra baggage
KER’s was an expert in promotions.
Not that her weight would ever really matter to him. Not now. Not since she had been inside of him.
“How could you forget about me?” she asked.
“But I didn’t. Not totally. I thought I ought to stand up for myself, display my personality, and have fun. And I did very muchly, with some new kisses. Besides, there’s nothing wrong with being an anti-social freak. Apparently.”
“Stop it. So what is this SLT anyway?” KER’s began. “And when was she born? I want to know everything.”
“Or who?”
“Or whom?” the energy source shot back. They were feeding off each other pretty well again. “What does she stand for?”
“Her full abbreviation – if ever there is an oxymoron it might just be that - is SLT’s, otherwise known as Solar Light Train System.”
“No wonder then that you can barely get out of first gear! Look at all this cloud cover! May I suggest that you get yourself another energy source?”
“I can still feel her warmth. She’s still stronger than you.”
As harsh as this sounded KER’s didn’t react rashly. She pondered, trying to take it all in. To take in all of the why he was so glowing.
“To this form of transport, no energy source has ever shone so brightly.”
“Yep, that sounds like it would be impossible,” chimed in KER’s. She sounded a little sad. A little defeated.
“But trains can’t go everywhere in the world, as we all know,” he pointed out.
“But she is in your bloody chest!”
“Okay then. Well, this sun will die out….eventually.”
“Unlikely to be before my time,” said KER’s. “She is a younger energy source than I.”
“Well maybe, just maybe, when I next stop off to see someone, perhaps, she will get off her seat and take off.”
“She’d better! You don’t want me to have to go all pink ninja do you?”
“Yay! A cat fight!”
KER’s laughed. She could see that he was joking. KER’s could see a lot.
“There is more than one energy source,” f1 continued knowingly.
“Stop using my own words against me you arrogant pri…”
She stopped herself. There were kids around.
“Prince. I think you must have meant prince. No need to worry about offending any republicans my dear.” Boy was he smirking now. And KER’s? She was steaming. Like a train. “And by the way, it’s not arrogant to be right, and I am right, as we all know.”
“You’re doing it again!” she screamed. “Except for that as we all know bit. What is all that nonsensical grammar anyway?”
“It’s anyhoo. And it’s childish. It’s cookie.”
KER’s shook her head and continued on. But from seething she suddenly began to smile.
“How did you remember all of that my dear? How did you remember so much about me?”
“Uuummm…I didn’t remember. Errr…I did some research…that’s all.”
“But you haven’t had time to do research! Oooh, you know me off by heart.”
“F1 shook his head. And he started to smile again too.
“How did you know that I haven’t had time for research? You’ve been stalking me!”
One all.
“I can still love you know.”
“I know. You can and you do.”
“You saw that? You saw that sign?”
“Yes. You looked…”
“Yes?”
“Bow chicka bow wow.”
“Really?”
“Of course! Man, is there anything more frustrating than a human with beautiful mind and appearance who doesn’t have confidence in themselves?”
“Boy, that’s the pot calling the kettle black,” shot back KER’s. “Or at least was.” They both smiled.
KER’s looked up to the heavens – not that she believed in them – and seeing them as black as a dog’s guts, wondered:
“So…you’re just going to rely on solar energy then, even with this consistent cloud cover? If you ask me, that’s self-destruction.”
“Well I didn’t ask you did I?”
“Fine.”
“Fine.”
Sometimes they could be as stubborn as a blister.
Same-Same.
She watched with the rest of the crowd as a particular form of transport made his way around the loop. She watched him do three laps and laughed along with everyone else. It was a little weird. Oh yes indeedy.
Because it did kind of look like a car accident. But then she noticed that it was she who had been totalled. From the West.
She realised that it was something that was hers.
She stopped him dutifully. It was significantly different now. He was obviously being powered by something else entirely.
“Ok Mister,” began KER’s. “Cough up.”
“Ahem,” replied the formula one car in cheeky fashion.
“Oh just spit it out. I know that you’ve been using somebody else. You have to have been. Boy you look weird, but I have to admit, you’re positively glowing. What has made you so radiant?”
“SLT,” said the car matter of factly, as if it was the most famous thingy on Earth.
In the Universe in fact.
There was a pause.
“Did I entertain you?” the form of transport inquired.
“Who are you, my mother?”
This car certainly was not. But perhaps they weren’t dancing too far from the truth. For KER’s was otherwise known as Kinetic Energy Recovery System, obviously. She had long been an energy source for this vehicle. She had a habit for always being there for him when he needed her most. And that’s all you can really ask for in life. To be there for someone.
Whenever f1 had the brakes applied to his life, KER’s was there, shining the brightest. She was there for those go slow moments, for when he wasn’t the speed machine that others were interested in. Because this is where KER’s differed to the other energy sources. Instead of feeding off him when he was flying, she fed him when his engine sounded sickly. Upon braking, energy would be stored in the KER’s reservoir (perhaps a dam created in a river valley) for f1’s use in emergency situations This reservoir was also sometimes known as an Xtrac. F1 would always fall behind in life’s race without KER’s.
Actually that’s not quite true. He would still fall behind, but without KER’s he may very well have quit the race altogether. Years ago she had created an artificial lake, created as a reminder that he never forgot what was real.
That he was a beautiful machine.
So f1 did view her as like a next of kin. She helped him to recover his energy. And he liked to joke that etic was merely part of the branding.
Speaking of branding, KER’s previously advertised herself with the slogan ‘some extra baggage’. Now there was a subtle change. It read:
No extra baggage
KER’s was an expert in promotions.
Not that her weight would ever really matter to him. Not now. Not since she had been inside of him.
“How could you forget about me?” she asked.
“But I didn’t. Not totally. I thought I ought to stand up for myself, display my personality, and have fun. And I did very muchly, with some new kisses. Besides, there’s nothing wrong with being an anti-social freak. Apparently.”
“Stop it. So what is this SLT anyway?” KER’s began. “And when was she born? I want to know everything.”
“Or who?”
“Or whom?” the energy source shot back. They were feeding off each other pretty well again. “What does she stand for?”
“Her full abbreviation – if ever there is an oxymoron it might just be that - is SLT’s, otherwise known as Solar Light Train System.”
“No wonder then that you can barely get out of first gear! Look at all this cloud cover! May I suggest that you get yourself another energy source?”
“I can still feel her warmth. She’s still stronger than you.”
As harsh as this sounded KER’s didn’t react rashly. She pondered, trying to take it all in. To take in all of the why he was so glowing.
“To this form of transport, no energy source has ever shone so brightly.”
“Yep, that sounds like it would be impossible,” chimed in KER’s. She sounded a little sad. A little defeated.
“But trains can’t go everywhere in the world, as we all know,” he pointed out.
“But she is in your bloody chest!”
“Okay then. Well, this sun will die out….eventually.”
“Unlikely to be before my time,” said KER’s. “She is a younger energy source than I.”
“Well maybe, just maybe, when I next stop off to see someone, perhaps, she will get off her seat and take off.”
“She’d better! You don’t want me to have to go all pink ninja do you?”
“Yay! A cat fight!”
KER’s laughed. She could see that he was joking. KER’s could see a lot.
“There is more than one energy source,” f1 continued knowingly.
“Stop using my own words against me you arrogant pri…”
She stopped herself. There were kids around.
“Prince. I think you must have meant prince. No need to worry about offending any republicans my dear.” Boy was he smirking now. And KER’s? She was steaming. Like a train. “And by the way, it’s not arrogant to be right, and I am right, as we all know.”
“You’re doing it again!” she screamed. “Except for that as we all know bit. What is all that nonsensical grammar anyway?”
“It’s anyhoo. And it’s childish. It’s cookie.”
KER’s shook her head and continued on. But from seething she suddenly began to smile.
“How did you remember all of that my dear? How did you remember so much about me?”
“Uuummm…I didn’t remember. Errr…I did some research…that’s all.”
“But you haven’t had time to do research! Oooh, you know me off by heart.”
“F1 shook his head. And he started to smile again too.
“How did you know that I haven’t had time for research? You’ve been stalking me!”
One all.
“I can still love you know.”
“I know. You can and you do.”
“You saw that? You saw that sign?”
“Yes. You looked…”
“Yes?”
“Bow chicka bow wow.”
“Really?”
“Of course! Man, is there anything more frustrating than a human with beautiful mind and appearance who doesn’t have confidence in themselves?”
“Boy, that’s the pot calling the kettle black,” shot back KER’s. “Or at least was.” They both smiled.
KER’s looked up to the heavens – not that she believed in them – and seeing them as black as a dog’s guts, wondered:
“So…you’re just going to rely on solar energy then, even with this consistent cloud cover? If you ask me, that’s self-destruction.”
“Well I didn’t ask you did I?”
“Fine.”
“Fine.”
Sometimes they could be as stubborn as a blister.
Same-Same.
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Re: Forum Fiction - Merry Xmas!
gregrowlerson Sun Aug 04, 2013 3:31 am
Lai, how about this for a twist upon my arrival at Rekjavik:
Lai; "Oh GR. You're as sweet as sugar. You bought me a onesie."
GR; "Actually it's for Pete. Here you go buddy." And then I do some manly backslapping thingy.
This endless travel list is terrific, cause it's always good to still have dreams, in all sorts of senses I guess. Though I suppose the dream could then be to go to such and such a place a second time and so forth. So in which case you shouldn't just deprive yourself of happiness and fun for the sake of it
The WAA Amazon adventure! Something like that. They seem to market it well; like they have some really high quality riverboat cruises, so it would be a rather unique adventure. A little different to the typical ocean cruise where nobody looks at anything on the water and just gets
In regards to that joke about losing the onesie, I just imagined a funny interview on the news where these thefts have been reported, and the reporter is surprised with the way that I conclude my answer.
"If I ever find the woman that stole my onesie I damn well better marry her!"
Maybe in time, even in Africa, the onesie becomes a highly symbolic gesture. So instead of beadings and hats and native names, it's "here is your onesie. You are giraffe." I can see this as being a very meaningful ceremony! There are sure to be happy
Leo is a
but they both still get highly jealous of each other around me often, so actually trying to play with them always ends in disaster I just have to say "that's jack russell" sometimes, as in that's just the way they are. And they are absolute gems 
I let them both sleep with me last night, as immediately after I typed the post about it being essential that I work properly on the story I realised that Leo's whimpering was possibly because of the wild weather (he has still be whimpering at times today just when I am working on the story, so that jury
is out ), so I felt a bit guilty. They have already had a walkie this morning too (with a flying squirrel 
) plus usual breakfast and treats, so they are doing well. We will probably all have a short siesta again shortly 
Lewis was an episode in season six, and a real out of the box episode, not so much for the murder case, but for character development. Hmmm...I don't even know if I should give it away! But let's just say that two characters get together...finally. There were hints in the episode, but I never really thought it would happen, and then whamo!!! It brought me big for sure 
The best line was:
"I leave him alone for five minutes."
When you see it you will love it.
Lai; "Oh GR. You're as sweet as sugar. You bought me a onesie."
GR; "Actually it's for Pete. Here you go buddy." And then I do some manly backslapping thingy.
This endless travel list is terrific, cause it's always good to still have dreams, in all sorts of senses I guess. Though I suppose the dream could then be to go to such and such a place a second time and so forth. So in which case you shouldn't just deprive yourself of happiness and fun for the sake of it
The WAA Amazon adventure! Something like that. They seem to market it well; like they have some really high quality riverboat cruises, so it would be a rather unique adventure. A little different to the typical ocean cruise where nobody looks at anything on the water and just gets
In regards to that joke about losing the onesie, I just imagined a funny interview on the news where these thefts have been reported, and the reporter is surprised with the way that I conclude my answer.
"If I ever find the woman that stole my onesie I damn well better marry her!"
Maybe in time, even in Africa, the onesie becomes a highly symbolic gesture. So instead of beadings and hats and native names, it's "here is your onesie. You are giraffe." I can see this as being a very meaningful ceremony! There are sure to be happy
Leo is a
but they both still get highly jealous of each other around me often, so actually trying to play with them always ends in disaster I just have to say "that's jack russell" sometimes, as in that's just the way they are. And they are absolute gems I let them both sleep with me last night, as immediately after I typed the post about it being essential that I work properly on the story I realised that Leo's whimpering was possibly because of the wild weather (he has still be whimpering at times today just when I am working on the story, so that jury
is out ), so I felt a bit guilty. They have already had a walkie this morning too (with a flying squirrel ) plus usual breakfast and treats, so they are doing well. We will probably all have a short siesta again shortly Lewis was an episode in season six, and a real out of the box episode, not so much for the murder case, but for character development. Hmmm...I don't even know if I should give it away! But let's just say that two characters get together...finally. There were hints in the episode, but I never really thought it would happen, and then whamo!!! It brought me big
for sure The best line was:
"I leave him alone for five minutes."
When you see it you will love it.
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Re: Forum Fiction - Merry Xmas!
Laikipia Sun Aug 04, 2013 8:44 am
I have to confess I have seen them all, and many times repeated but I love Lewis so never worry about it, and always forget what happened anyway 
! Oh yes, I don't want to spoil the ending for you ............. 
Kip is the same with weather, she's unsettled by heavy rain and thunder, we don't react to her as the other dogs are okay with it and we don't want them to pick up on it, so she seems to settle and just get on with it, learning from them. (We hope re the table chewing).
Love your idea of Pete and the onesie - your imagination is just brilliant.
My mum always wanted to do the amazon thing but now it would be too much for her, I am not sure, as boats and humidity aren't for me (now I am contradicting myself as I do both) I think it is something Pete and I will do oneday - mmmmmmm okay so the list gets longer the more you think about it
Lai
! Oh yes, I don't want to spoil the ending for you ............. Kip is the same with weather, she's unsettled by heavy rain and thunder, we don't react to her as the other dogs are okay with it and we don't want them to pick up on it, so she seems to settle and just get on with it, learning from them. (We hope re the table chewing).
Love your idea of Pete and the onesie - your imagination is just brilliant.My mum always wanted to do the amazon thing but now it would be too much for her, I am not sure, as boats and humidity aren't for me (now I am contradicting myself as I do both) I think it is something Pete and I will do oneday - mmmmmmm okay so the list gets longer the more you think about it
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Laikipia Sun Aug 04, 2013 8:47 am
I've replied separately to your 2 posts - not sure why 
Now that's an interesting and very quirky short story. I love it although maybe I don't understand it but that isn't the point. I really do hope you put together a book of short stories soon, there is a lot of talent in you G R.
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Now that's an interesting and very quirky short story. I love it although maybe I don't understand it but that isn't the point. I really do hope you put together a book of short stories soon, there is a lot of talent in you G R.
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gregrowlerson Sun Aug 04, 2013 2:19 pm
So I can spoil the ending then!Lewis and Dr Hobson finally go for the smoochie smoochie, and I watched the follow up episode today (which seems like the possible last episode ever of Lewis as both he and Hathaway are talking of retirement) which has them enjoying home 'dates' and so forth; it's all very sweet. There was a great moment in the second last episode where a person of interest was facing life as a widow and she said sternly to Lewis that she will never love again. Lewis as always in these circumstances has a knowing of this - because he lost the girl he loves - and kinda nods, only this time he sort of does a double take with himself, and this is because throughout the episode there have been more and more moments of 'closeness' between Laura and he, so much that it even has him questioning that maybe, just maybe he can make a new start. In the end Laura sort of makes up his mind for him by just waltzing into the bar and planting one on him (with 'Maam' and James like so
& )!You have a good stern handle on Kip when required. I am too much of a big softie often, though tonight, no sleeping with me, no matter what
Oh, but they're so cute & cuddly
"My mum always wanted to do the amazon thing but now it would be too much for her" - but really, buying stuff online is not all that difficult
Hmmm...the short story is complicated for sure (and still this part two that I am kinda sitting on), but I think I balanced it out pretty well. The key ideas for it were brilliant (if I do say so myself
) The issue with anything like that is, what if 'SLT' shines brightly again? And am I just lying to suggest that that wouldn't change things? Lying to get to first base with another source?Anyhoo, nothing can compare to TSP for me, and soon (yes I know I keep saying this) I shall try to get into some proper write ups of parts
My short stories are pretty much all over the place But a collection of short stories would be yet another literary dream
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Laikipia Sun Aug 04, 2013 5:44 pm
And I hate to tell you GR but when they do get together it is the very final Lewis 
such a shame as I loved the series 
TSP still on my tablet and being read in between the mad rush of 3 dogs and more. Enjoying it so far, sometimes I have to read pages twice to keep up with your train of thought
Mrs Kipia
such a shame as I loved the series TSP still on my tablet and being read in between the mad rush of 3 dogs and more. Enjoying it so far, sometimes I have to read pages twice to keep up with your train of thought
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gregrowlerson Mon Aug 05, 2013 4:38 am
That is okay about it being the final Lewis; it ended on a rather apt note. The only strange thing is that with the season six DVD there is no extra interviews section or doco about the series 
With the final Morse DVD there are a whole heap of extras...
But 33 Morses, 23 Lewis', 5 Endeavours....even the repeats will stay fresh for ages
And actually I still have 3 new Endeavours to watch
"Train of thought" is an apt comment A Railway In My Chest is one of my favourite moments in the book (not written by me, rather you know who), a very short chapter pretty late in proceedings. I was thinking today that this poetry - in time - could become my favourite piece of writing ever (big call 
). It's heart-rendingly (or heart-warming to be grammatically correct!) beautiful, it was written out of love, not out of guilt, and was written directly to me. It is also a piece of prose which makes me not doubt myself. That's a big thingy indeedy.
With the final Morse DVD there are a whole heap of extras...But 33 Morses, 23 Lewis', 5 Endeavours....even the repeats will stay fresh for ages
And actually I still have 3 new Endeavours to watch
"Train of thought" is an apt comment
A Railway In My Chest is one of my favourite moments in the book (not written by me, rather you know who), a very short chapter pretty late in proceedings. I was thinking today that this poetry - in time - could become my favourite piece of writing ever (big call ). It's heart-rendingly (or heart-warming to be grammatically correct!) beautiful, it was written out of love, not out of guilt, and was written directly to me. It is also a piece of prose which makes me not doubt myself. That's a big thingy indeedy.
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Laikipia Mon Aug 05, 2013 10:36 am
It is indeedy, and therefore very special.
My you have counted the Morse's, Lewis's and Endeavours - I am impressed or should I be worried ?
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My you have counted the Morse's, Lewis's and Endeavours - I am impressed or should I be worried ?
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gregrowlerson Tue Aug 06, 2013 12:18 pm
Absolutely!!!!
Some concern ought to be shown about my Morse/Lewis/Endeavour obsession hehehe! And last night third Endeavour was another epic! They have done a wonderful job with this 'prequel' series. Fingers crossed that they give it another season :-)
Some concern ought to be shown about my Morse/Lewis/Endeavour obsession hehehe! And last night third Endeavour was another epic! They have done a wonderful job with this 'prequel' series. Fingers crossed that they give it another season :-)
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Laikipia Tue Aug 06, 2013 6:22 pm
Okay I will look out for the repeats for sure as I haven't seen any of them - thanks for the heads up on Endeavour 
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gregrowlerson Tue Aug 13, 2013 8:50 am
Head exploding...
Story time tonight!
Story time tonight!
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gregrowlerson Wed Aug 14, 2013 2:42 pm
KER’S – PART TWO
F1 now appeared to have no obvious energy source. Yet still he felt comfort. He hit the circuit again, however this time he only made it around once. He spluttered his way over to KER’s once more.
“Everything is good about four.”
“Is that your best pick up line? That’s rather week. You’ll have to do much better. You’re not so young anymore you know.”
“I’m young at heart,” he said with a smile.
“Well at least last time wasn’t the last time.” It appeared that she might cut him some slack.
And boy was he going to need it. For his pick up techniques sure left a lot to be desired. Although he had her full attention, he kept excusing himself to go off and attempt communications with SLT. He lavished meaningfulness upon her, even though she was no longer his energy source. And he did it all in full view. Of everyone.
All in the aftermath of KER’s putting herself out there, on the open plains.
“It’s our anniversary time,” he explained to KER’s, as if that would naturally make it all better.
“But how can you do all of this? Risk my lack of favour, possible closure of the portal; everything that would be probably epic between us. And after all we’ve been through. You’re such a silly boy sometimes.”
“It matters not. I had to. Because I have to be true to myself. I have to be true to what is meaningful to me. I want to use you as an energy source, but I don’t wish to have to lie just to get to first base. If us being together means me having to hide in my shell, then it just wouldn’t be worth it.”
KER’s listened attentively. “You are right. Standing up for yourself and displaying your personality is relevant for all aspects important to you, not just for when it suits me.” She smiled sweetly. “I would never want to remove from you your sentimentality.”
Such words had f1 feeling around for a hug coupon.
“Do you know why I just did a fourth lap and then stopped to see you again? I might not have otherwise.”
“I don’t know the answer to that riddle.”
“Since when did you not know the answer to a riddle?! You would even know the one about a cat looking for a human! Just recently you stood up for yourself, displayed your personality – in all its grandeur mind you – and had fun. What you proved is that without brakes anything is possible.”
“But I need brakes.”
“Not if I decide to take you on a ride myself. Not if you decide to hop in.”
There was a break in play.
“Can you ever love me again like you once did? Can you ever love me like you know you can love?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s a good romantic story to tell at our wedding,” KER’s joked. “You had me at I don’t know!”
How in the hell is our foolish form of transport going to get out of this one?
“It’s actually a very glowing source of praise from me,” he insisted.
“Well you’re awfully subtle then. I think you will have to explain further.”
“Coming off a Shakespearean journey it’s as glowing as I can possibly be at this point in time.”
“Shakespearean?”
“Yeah. You heard of Rah & Ory?”
KER’s looked bemused to say the least. “Is it another one of your thingy’s?” It was a question without wanting an answer.
“One day you will. You will have to. But what I am saying, is that with anyone else – except SLT – I do know; I know that I can’t. But with you – and only you – I don’t know.”
“Now that you put it that way,” said KER’s in ponderosa mode. Then she really grinned. “Perhaps it is like when someone tells you that you’re not stupid!”
“Exactly! The compliment doesn’t appear that great in its immediacy, but we know better!”
“We know?”
“We know.”
You could hear the thinking.
“If’s,” was all KER’s said.
“If’s?”
“We do need breaks. We needed her to break your…” she stopped herself. “To get to the now. And now we need to catch them.”
“And after that the waves will carry us free!” f1 interrupted instinctively and passionately. “To a place where it is smooth sailing. Where there is never any going back.”
“Never any going back? But you keep giving SLT all these opportunities to stop us from happening. It’s as if you would never want us to happen at all. Because what about earlier this year, when you were willing to take onboard all sorts of less meaningful energy sources. You weren’t giving her warnings then; correct?”
“She deserves that right of opportunity to stop me. She has earned it.”
“But I don’t understand. She didn’t deserve the opportunity before?”
“No KER’s, you are missing the point. I guess this happens once in a lifetime, even to those entities of ridiculous awesomeness,” he smiled. “There was no need for a warning with anyone else. With anyone else SLT would still have me whenever she likes. But with you it’s different.” He breathed in all the emotions of these moments deeply. “Why do you think I am driving around and around in circles? Because this is serious.”
“But you’re not feeling any butterflies.”
“Ah ha! That’s only because we haven’t each flown out of our cocoons yet. Do you forget what was written in stone?”
But now that they’d slept together, there was nothing they couldn’t achieve.
KER’s positively beamed. She wanted all of him. Now. So she waded into his waters.
“Hey! That’s a little bit forward!” KER’s had suddenly gone all peek-a-boo inside of f1.
But really he wasn’t too freaked out. He liked her seeing inside of him. This was KER’s. No welcome Mat required. No need to wipe her shoes before gaining entry. Her feet never stunk anyway. That’s what happens when you avoid those long walks along the beach. Damn straight.
“Boy, your gearstick looks to be in quite a state,” she said with a gorgeous giggle.
“Tis sure not functioning well. Can’t go in reverse. In fact can barely get out of first gear.”
“That sort of performance is really going to impress the ladies,” KER’s joked.
“But look on the bright side on the outside!” f1 declared. “Check out how clearly I can see through the dash!”
And he could indeed. It was like watching one of those epic movies on the big screen.
From out of nowhere he yawned. It was one of those very big yawns. The perfect time to take a picture. He wiped the sleep from his eyes. “I’m not really worth screaming at am I?”
“So false. Some of us just do it on the inside.”
And now she took a step back, as if to admire physically further. But still she waded.
“You’re a hoarder,” she accused him softly.
“Don’t you mean herder?” he joked.
“No you fantasy freak!” She punched him playfully on the side of his wing - or arm - and it took every fibre of his self-restraint to keep from hugging her. “I mean that you are keeping story ideas from me? Aren’t you? I can see inside of you remember. I can sense you.”
“Maybe,” said f1 casually as if he was the coolest car on the block, even with a mangled gearstick. “But if so, then you’ll just have to wait.”
“Oh, but I want to know how it ends! I want to know how we end.”
“If it ends, it won’t be the end of us; but instead a beautiful beginning.”
F1 now appeared to have no obvious energy source. Yet still he felt comfort. He hit the circuit again, however this time he only made it around once. He spluttered his way over to KER’s once more.
“Everything is good about four.”
“Is that your best pick up line? That’s rather week. You’ll have to do much better. You’re not so young anymore you know.”
“I’m young at heart,” he said with a smile.
“Well at least last time wasn’t the last time.” It appeared that she might cut him some slack.
And boy was he going to need it. For his pick up techniques sure left a lot to be desired. Although he had her full attention, he kept excusing himself to go off and attempt communications with SLT. He lavished meaningfulness upon her, even though she was no longer his energy source. And he did it all in full view. Of everyone.
All in the aftermath of KER’s putting herself out there, on the open plains.
“It’s our anniversary time,” he explained to KER’s, as if that would naturally make it all better.
“But how can you do all of this? Risk my lack of favour, possible closure of the portal; everything that would be probably epic between us. And after all we’ve been through. You’re such a silly boy sometimes.”
“It matters not. I had to. Because I have to be true to myself. I have to be true to what is meaningful to me. I want to use you as an energy source, but I don’t wish to have to lie just to get to first base. If us being together means me having to hide in my shell, then it just wouldn’t be worth it.”
KER’s listened attentively. “You are right. Standing up for yourself and displaying your personality is relevant for all aspects important to you, not just for when it suits me.” She smiled sweetly. “I would never want to remove from you your sentimentality.”
Such words had f1 feeling around for a hug coupon.
“Do you know why I just did a fourth lap and then stopped to see you again? I might not have otherwise.”
“I don’t know the answer to that riddle.”
“Since when did you not know the answer to a riddle?! You would even know the one about a cat looking for a human! Just recently you stood up for yourself, displayed your personality – in all its grandeur mind you – and had fun. What you proved is that without brakes anything is possible.”
“But I need brakes.”
“Not if I decide to take you on a ride myself. Not if you decide to hop in.”
There was a break in play.
“Can you ever love me again like you once did? Can you ever love me like you know you can love?”
“I don’t know.”
“That’s a good romantic story to tell at our wedding,” KER’s joked. “You had me at I don’t know!”
How in the hell is our foolish form of transport going to get out of this one?
“It’s actually a very glowing source of praise from me,” he insisted.
“Well you’re awfully subtle then. I think you will have to explain further.”
“Coming off a Shakespearean journey it’s as glowing as I can possibly be at this point in time.”
“Shakespearean?”
“Yeah. You heard of Rah & Ory?”
KER’s looked bemused to say the least. “Is it another one of your thingy’s?” It was a question without wanting an answer.
“One day you will. You will have to. But what I am saying, is that with anyone else – except SLT – I do know; I know that I can’t. But with you – and only you – I don’t know.”
“Now that you put it that way,” said KER’s in ponderosa mode. Then she really grinned. “Perhaps it is like when someone tells you that you’re not stupid!”
“Exactly! The compliment doesn’t appear that great in its immediacy, but we know better!”
“We know?”
“We know.”
You could hear the thinking.
“If’s,” was all KER’s said.
“If’s?”
“We do need breaks. We needed her to break your…” she stopped herself. “To get to the now. And now we need to catch them.”
“And after that the waves will carry us free!” f1 interrupted instinctively and passionately. “To a place where it is smooth sailing. Where there is never any going back.”
“Never any going back? But you keep giving SLT all these opportunities to stop us from happening. It’s as if you would never want us to happen at all. Because what about earlier this year, when you were willing to take onboard all sorts of less meaningful energy sources. You weren’t giving her warnings then; correct?”
“She deserves that right of opportunity to stop me. She has earned it.”
“But I don’t understand. She didn’t deserve the opportunity before?”
“No KER’s, you are missing the point. I guess this happens once in a lifetime, even to those entities of ridiculous awesomeness,” he smiled. “There was no need for a warning with anyone else. With anyone else SLT would still have me whenever she likes. But with you it’s different.” He breathed in all the emotions of these moments deeply. “Why do you think I am driving around and around in circles? Because this is serious.”
“But you’re not feeling any butterflies.”
“Ah ha! That’s only because we haven’t each flown out of our cocoons yet. Do you forget what was written in stone?”
But now that they’d slept together, there was nothing they couldn’t achieve.
KER’s positively beamed. She wanted all of him. Now. So she waded into his waters.
“Hey! That’s a little bit forward!” KER’s had suddenly gone all peek-a-boo inside of f1.
But really he wasn’t too freaked out. He liked her seeing inside of him. This was KER’s. No welcome Mat required. No need to wipe her shoes before gaining entry. Her feet never stunk anyway. That’s what happens when you avoid those long walks along the beach. Damn straight.
“Boy, your gearstick looks to be in quite a state,” she said with a gorgeous giggle.
“Tis sure not functioning well. Can’t go in reverse. In fact can barely get out of first gear.”
“That sort of performance is really going to impress the ladies,” KER’s joked.
“But look on the bright side on the outside!” f1 declared. “Check out how clearly I can see through the dash!”
And he could indeed. It was like watching one of those epic movies on the big screen.
From out of nowhere he yawned. It was one of those very big yawns. The perfect time to take a picture. He wiped the sleep from his eyes. “I’m not really worth screaming at am I?”
“So false. Some of us just do it on the inside.”
And now she took a step back, as if to admire physically further. But still she waded.
“You’re a hoarder,” she accused him softly.
“Don’t you mean herder?” he joked.
“No you fantasy freak!” She punched him playfully on the side of his wing - or arm - and it took every fibre of his self-restraint to keep from hugging her. “I mean that you are keeping story ideas from me? Aren’t you? I can see inside of you remember. I can sense you.”
“Maybe,” said f1 casually as if he was the coolest car on the block, even with a mangled gearstick. “But if so, then you’ll just have to wait.”
“Oh, but I want to know how it ends! I want to know how we end.”
“If it ends, it won’t be the end of us; but instead a beautiful beginning.”
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I will have to read this again tomorrow GR. Really tonight after time in London and I can't concentrate at the moment Lai
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THE SERIOUSNESS POLICE, ON ACID! BASED ON AN IDEA INSPIRED BY LW
(the content in this storyline will not show up in the books themselves, as in TSP polar bears are loving and noble creatures indeedy)
Weggy finally set foot back on home soil. Iceland. Kopavogur. Oooh, it felt sweet to be home. And this time he had some extra baggage. We all know that he’d gotten his lovely canine Bouncing Bella just prior to departure, but whilst on his overseas travels he’d picked himself up another precious pooch. Another jack russell. His name was Leaping Leo.
Much had taken place in Kopavogur whilst he’d been away, and as a result, jack russells were now the in thing – or thingy – about town. Dogs had always been popular of course, but the jack russell was most famous for its reputation of being forever childish, and so with childishness now sweeping over Iceland near and far, these perfect pooches (at least perfect in the eyes of their biased owners
) had the run of the city so to speak. They were as common as a onesie.
But it is the issue of the “run of the city” that is most important. For there was another creature who had come along in leaps and bounds, though unfortunately, had kinda lost its way. The polar bear. Yes, our blessed animals of the ice – now free from slavery thanks to the exploits of Summer, Weggy and co – were running rampant. They got bored of the humans rather quickly – which is understandable; they need a fishing rod to catch fish for goodness sakes! They didn’t say “all funaga are stupid”, but they thought it – and with them free to roam, it didn’t take them long to discover that there wasn’t as much delicious food around as they would like. So on occasion some had even taken to trying humans for a snack. This would become known around parts of the country as When Polar Bears Attack.
Probably not the most family friendly form of entertainment. And fortunately there was no more reality television. You didn’t think that reality shows could survive in a childish world did ya?
Well there was one type that did survive the cull: cooking shows. Weggy struggled to understand their appeal, but like the Tour De France they continued on, year after year.
Where the jack russells really fit into this story is in their ‘influence’ on the polar bears. No, a jack russell could never ward off a bear with mere ferocity, no matter how emboldened a particular pooch was (and some jack russells are incredibly brave); size in this case, does matter. But there was something about the champion companion creature that could get to a polar bears soul. Even though the bears had turned on the people, the jack russell – just by being themself, could get the bear to find its inner child, and to be childish (if only momentarily), once more.
So the jackies were not only popular for their childishly happy persona, but for protection from the bears. After all, no human wanted to be eaten by one. It wasn’t the greatest way to call it a night.
There was an important detail to the jack russell deterrent. The dog needed to pay attention to the situation. It needed to do something. It needed to approach the bear. If the pooch simply sat in a corner and ignored the intruder, then the human was at the mercy of the bear and its nom nom nomming.
And that brings me to the next important detail in this story. There were two types of jack russells. Masterchief ones, and Twilight ones. The former loved their food, and especially their treats and sweets. The latter loved to shower their companions with kisses. Non jack russell owners call them licks, but we know them as kisses. Weggy especially will try to tell you that Bella gives him kisses, even if it can look to the untrained eye as if he’s getting a facial.
Leo was different, clearly of the Masterchief mould. At the vet check up the doctor warned Weggy of the potential pitfalls. “Do not leave delicious delights unattended. It may cost you an arm and a leg.” Funnily enough, when Weggy questioned whether his life would be in any grave danger, the doctor laughed off his concerns, saying that “Leo loves you too; you can rest assured that he would never let an attack go too far.”
"But he is a little lion like," Weggy worried further.
"Even male lions will never let anything too serious happen to the pride," the vet responded, "no matter how wonderful the self-indulgence is on offer."
The big day had arrived. It was the opening night of Twilight, edition 85...or was it 86? I don’t know, but I can tell you that Weggy thought it mattered not when it came to this series, unlike other fantasy. Nevertheless, many of our fabulous furries enjoyed the kissy kissy on the big screen, and so on this day, Bouncing Bella Woo snuck out of Weggy’s home, as did many other jack russells. Compounding the security issues was this stark reality: polar bears strongly disliked Twilight. And with so many creatures being entertained by the new release, it was likely that the bears would become even more bored, and more destructive.
So there were Weggy and Leo, snuggled up together on the couch, as snug as a bug in a rug. Weggy had left the cupboard door ajar, but he couldn’t be bothered getting up to close it. He was too snuggly. Leo wasn’t in any rush to go anywhere either.
Until…
There was a knock on the door. As you do, Weggy got up to answer it. Always sensing his opportunity, Leo was into the kitchen faster than you can say Breezyweezy.
If Weggy had thoughts about what Leo was up to he soon forgot them. Because on his front porch was a bear. A polar bear. And he wasn’t in the mood for snuggles.
And so the eating begin. Come on! What is little skinny Weggy going to do against a bear?
He was wearing a onesie – typical – though this seemed to only make him even more appetising. And so the bear nommed away, whilst another animal did the same. Yes, our Leaping Leo had more important matters to attend to. He’d discovered an open, half full packet of scooby snacks. Weggy was being eaten, but come on! Priorities people! “I have free biscuits here!”
Leo didn’t say that. But he was thinking it.
And so thingys continued on as they were. Weggy’s screams were pointless. His entire neighbourhood was out watching the movie. And after the biscuits Leo’s eyes caught sight of…honey! The jar was a little loose, and using those clever paws, he was able to tuck in.
He got those paws and mouth halfway down into that jar, and really he could have gone the whole hog, I mean he wanted to. But the situation with Weggy was becoming just a tad serious, so he knew that it was time to do something. And so he approached the bear, doing a jack russell thingy, and that was that. For how could any creature not become childish when in the midst of Leaping Leo?
The vet was spot on. Weggy had lost an arm and a leg in the attack. So really it wasn’t too serious. It wasn’t that costly. I mean he still had his faculties, and some food left in the cupboard…
And he still had his pooches. Both of them. Bella arrived on the scene at the perfect time. Another facial, and it was as if the whole attack had never happened.
(the content in this storyline will not show up in the books themselves, as in TSP polar bears are loving and noble creatures indeedy)
Weggy finally set foot back on home soil. Iceland. Kopavogur. Oooh, it felt sweet to be home. And this time he had some extra baggage. We all know that he’d gotten his lovely canine Bouncing Bella just prior to departure, but whilst on his overseas travels he’d picked himself up another precious pooch. Another jack russell. His name was Leaping Leo.
Much had taken place in Kopavogur whilst he’d been away, and as a result, jack russells were now the in thing – or thingy – about town. Dogs had always been popular of course, but the jack russell was most famous for its reputation of being forever childish, and so with childishness now sweeping over Iceland near and far, these perfect pooches (at least perfect in the eyes of their biased owners
) had the run of the city so to speak. They were as common as a onesie.But it is the issue of the “run of the city” that is most important. For there was another creature who had come along in leaps and bounds, though unfortunately, had kinda lost its way. The polar bear. Yes, our blessed animals of the ice – now free from slavery thanks to the exploits of Summer, Weggy and co – were running rampant. They got bored of the humans rather quickly – which is understandable; they need a fishing rod to catch fish for goodness sakes! They didn’t say “all funaga are stupid”, but they thought it – and with them free to roam, it didn’t take them long to discover that there wasn’t as much delicious food around as they would like. So on occasion some had even taken to trying humans for a snack. This would become known around parts of the country as When Polar Bears Attack.
Probably not the most family friendly form of entertainment. And fortunately there was no more reality television. You didn’t think that reality shows could survive in a childish world did ya?
Well there was one type that did survive the cull: cooking shows. Weggy struggled to understand their appeal, but like the Tour De France they continued on, year after year.
Where the jack russells really fit into this story is in their ‘influence’ on the polar bears. No, a jack russell could never ward off a bear with mere ferocity, no matter how emboldened a particular pooch was (and some jack russells are incredibly brave); size in this case, does matter. But there was something about the champion companion creature that could get to a polar bears soul. Even though the bears had turned on the people, the jack russell – just by being themself, could get the bear to find its inner child, and to be childish (if only momentarily), once more.
So the jackies were not only popular for their childishly happy persona, but for protection from the bears. After all, no human wanted to be eaten by one. It wasn’t the greatest way to call it a night.
There was an important detail to the jack russell deterrent. The dog needed to pay attention to the situation. It needed to do something. It needed to approach the bear. If the pooch simply sat in a corner and ignored the intruder, then the human was at the mercy of the bear and its nom nom nomming.
And that brings me to the next important detail in this story. There were two types of jack russells. Masterchief ones, and Twilight ones. The former loved their food, and especially their treats and sweets. The latter loved to shower their companions with kisses. Non jack russell owners call them licks, but we know them as kisses. Weggy especially will try to tell you that Bella gives him kisses, even if it can look to the untrained eye as if he’s getting a facial.
Leo was different, clearly of the Masterchief mould. At the vet check up the doctor warned Weggy of the potential pitfalls. “Do not leave delicious delights unattended. It may cost you an arm and a leg.” Funnily enough, when Weggy questioned whether his life would be in any grave danger, the doctor laughed off his concerns, saying that “Leo loves you too; you can rest assured that he would never let an attack go too far.”
"But he is a little lion like," Weggy worried further.
"Even male lions will never let anything too serious happen to the pride," the vet responded, "no matter how wonderful the self-indulgence is on offer."
The big day had arrived. It was the opening night of Twilight, edition 85...or was it 86? I don’t know, but I can tell you that Weggy thought it mattered not when it came to this series, unlike other fantasy. Nevertheless, many of our fabulous furries enjoyed the kissy kissy on the big screen, and so on this day, Bouncing Bella Woo snuck out of Weggy’s home, as did many other jack russells. Compounding the security issues was this stark reality: polar bears strongly disliked Twilight. And with so many creatures being entertained by the new release, it was likely that the bears would become even more bored, and more destructive.
So there were Weggy and Leo, snuggled up together on the couch, as snug as a bug in a rug. Weggy had left the cupboard door ajar, but he couldn’t be bothered getting up to close it. He was too snuggly. Leo wasn’t in any rush to go anywhere either.
Until…
There was a knock on the door. As you do, Weggy got up to answer it. Always sensing his opportunity, Leo was into the kitchen faster than you can say Breezyweezy.
If Weggy had thoughts about what Leo was up to he soon forgot them. Because on his front porch was a bear. A polar bear. And he wasn’t in the mood for snuggles.
And so the eating begin. Come on! What is little skinny Weggy going to do against a bear?
He was wearing a onesie – typical – though this seemed to only make him even more appetising. And so the bear nommed away, whilst another animal did the same. Yes, our Leaping Leo had more important matters to attend to. He’d discovered an open, half full packet of scooby snacks. Weggy was being eaten, but come on! Priorities people! “I have free biscuits here!”
Leo didn’t say that. But he was thinking it.
And so thingys continued on as they were. Weggy’s screams were pointless. His entire neighbourhood was out watching the movie. And after the biscuits Leo’s eyes caught sight of…honey! The jar was a little loose, and using those clever paws, he was able to tuck in.
He got those paws and mouth halfway down into that jar, and really he could have gone the whole hog, I mean he wanted to. But the situation with Weggy was becoming just a tad serious, so he knew that it was time to do something. And so he approached the bear, doing a jack russell thingy, and that was that. For how could any creature not become childish when in the midst of Leaping Leo?
The vet was spot on. Weggy had lost an arm and a leg in the attack. So really it wasn’t too serious. It wasn’t that costly. I mean he still had his faculties, and some food left in the cupboard…
And he still had his pooches. Both of them. Bella arrived on the scene at the perfect time. Another facial, and it was as if the whole attack had never happened.
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Ok so now I am a little I am almost finished with the copy of TSP you emailed me, so should I have read the above or not? Well I did so perhaps I am more now
Glad the creative juices are still flowing G
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I am almost finished with the copy of TSP you emailed me, so should I have read the above or not? Well I did so perhaps I am more now Glad the creative juices are still flowing G
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Yes Mrs Kipia, you would definitely be more after that
What you say about the positiveness of my creative juices flowing is so true. Because no matter what I am writing about, the main thing is that I am always able to write stories (I hope to be doing this even when I'm sixty). From what I can determine, it's been the best guide to highlight my aliveness; the last three plus years have been with story writing. Writing stories does not mean that I'm fully sane , but it does mean that I am generally happy. And I know which is the most important.
So my imagination is absolutely of vital importance. I LOVE having these moments where ideas come to me, and often these will make me smile in a beaming fashion, and this has especially been happening lately
That jack russell story is obviously a little bit of a 'side' project from other stories.
The idea for some sort of a story came shortly after LW's hilarious hypothetical about Nero allowing her to be eaten by a bear in preference for eating! Eventually, sometime later, I had enough running around in my mind to feel it worthwhile to write a short story on.
It is not particularly TSP related. Timeline wise, this would be late in book 2, partly explain the
But my plan for the second book is that Weggy already has 2 jack russells at the beginning (fast forward 4-5 years from the end of book 1), and the forever childish pooches already have small roles in book 1. Polar bears (affectionately known by TSP as Blob Bears) are the noble animals who are freed at the end of book 1, after spending many years as slaves to the humans. I do not intend on making the polar bears aggressive and human eaters so that was just a little joke in this side story. Summer speaks of the blob bears towards the end of book 1 about their blue eyes, and that if you look deep into them you can see their soul.
That wouldn't be word for word correct though, so don't quote me on it
With this short story, the onesie gets a mention, and as I have touched on previously, they will play a small part in book 2, re the spreading of childishness. In this story I also got to play around with cooking and vampire movies. These themes I joke about in the book itself, though if I am to ever work with this particular publisher, all pop culture references need to be abolished. So at least I got to have fun with that here
I am happy that I wrote a story with Bella and Leo's involvement, because I hardly ever write about them, so it was about time! But then again, I can't really force what I write about, it's just a case of what inspires me.
Hence there will be more KER's on the way
after that What you say about the positiveness of my creative juices flowing is so true. Because no matter what I am writing about, the main thing is that I am always able to write stories (I hope to be doing this even when I'm sixty). From what I can determine, it's been the best guide to highlight my aliveness; the last three plus years have been with story writing. Writing stories does not mean that I'm fully sane
, but it does mean that I am generally happy. And I know which is the most important.So my imagination is absolutely of vital importance. I LOVE having these moments where ideas come to me, and often these will make me smile in a beaming fashion, and this has especially been happening lately
That jack russell story is obviously a little bit of a 'side' project from other stories.
The idea for some sort of a story came shortly after LW's hilarious hypothetical about Nero allowing her to be eaten by a bear in preference for eating! Eventually, sometime later, I had enough running around in my mind to feel it worthwhile to write a short story on.
It is not particularly TSP related. Timeline wise, this would be late in book 2, partly explain the
But my plan for the second book is that Weggy already has 2 jack russells at the beginning (fast forward 4-5 years from the end of book 1), and the forever childish pooches already have small roles in book 1. Polar bears (affectionately known by TSP as Blob Bears) are the noble animals who are freed at the end of book 1, after spending many years as slaves to the humans. I do not intend on making the polar bears aggressive and human eaters
so that was just a little joke in this side story. Summer speaks of the blob bears towards the end of book 1 about their blue eyes, and that if you look deep into them you can see their soul.That wouldn't be word for word correct though, so don't quote me on it
With this short story, the onesie gets a mention, and as I have touched on previously, they will play a small part in book 2, re the spreading of childishness. In this story I also got to play around with cooking and vampire movies. These themes I joke about in the book itself, though if I am to ever work with this particular publisher, all pop culture references need to be abolished. So at least I got to have fun with that here
I am happy that I wrote a story with Bella and Leo's involvement, because I hardly ever write about them, so it was about time! But then again, I can't really force what I write about, it's just a case of what inspires me.
Hence there will be more KER's on the way
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Ok, I think I follow now ................Mrs Kipia E
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KER’S – PART THREE
There were screams. Mass screams. And no, Johnny Depp wasn’t in the house.
Unfortunately f1 had careered off the racetrack. Fortunately nobody was injured. Not even him.
He was immediately questioned as to his drinking habits, and fair enough, as before going off road he’d been swerving all over the place. “But I swear, I’ve only had a couple of lemon lime bitters,” he claimed. It hardly seemed possible.
“I must have zoned out,” he exclaimed further. “I couldn’t get a pink” …..he bit his tongue…“elephant out of my mind.”
“He feels like he has a temperature” claimed somebody senior who was examining the form of transport. He may have been a policeman, or a doctor. Hell, it could have been a mechanic even.
“Oh nivermind that!” f1 responded positively. “I’m mostly just high on life!”
“And he smells a little,” continued the mystery man, apparently ignoring f1’s pleas.
“Just let a couple slip out the back door. Come on, I’m outside. And I’m not amongst the fairer sex.”
And he wasn’t. Until now. KER’s was on the scene.
“I believe that I can take care of things from here.” She said it like she really meant it.
“But he really looks rather run down.” The man turned back to f1. “I think that you ought to be retired to the garage for a little while.”
“But I can’t be locked away! Not now!”
“He cannot sir,” impeded KER’s. “He really has to be somewhere soon.”
F1 winked at her. He’d been blinking a lot lately, but this was a genuine wink. And no written contract has ever been as guaranteed as this one.
The mechanic still wasn’t convinced so KER’s continued.
“Trust me. I know him. I know him better than anyone else does.”
“Yes.” F1 thought back to the rules, and looked at KER’s in wonder. “Actually she does. That’s if she’s a mega worm,” he chuckled. “She would understand me better than anyone else. Remind me, why are you still talking to me?”
“I’m awfully forgiving,” she said in good humour. And now they had another one of those moments.
“Thank-you.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I’m not sure that I’ve ever properly thanked you?”
“It’s been implied,” KER’s said with a smile.
“Well thank-you. Thank-you for everything.”
Suffice to say f1 was kept out on the road. The crowds cleared away and now they had some precious alone time.
“I noticed that you saw the agent the other day,” KER’s began. “Is it in concrete?”
“No. Not at all.”
“But if you do go, it will be around the time of your birthday?”
“No; that is too late in the season for some tours. But perhaps I can travel there earlier in the year and celebrate the birthday of another.” He smiled greatly.
“With me? We could go?”
“Anything is possible. I was thinking, that we could be going from IF’s to Iguassu Falls.”
“Stop speaking Japanese.”
“Isn’t it more Portuguese?”
KER’s looked at him cheekily, indicating that she’d got him a good one.
“Now,” with tone a little sterner, “what about this brazen guzzling that’s gone on today? Parading yourself around with no sign of stopping. Was it really necessary to stick your neck out like that?”
“If I’ve over stepped a boundary at any time that has caused offence and prevention then I will understand. I would always understand. But whatever I do, I like to think that it’s usually for good reason.”
“To find closure?”
“Yeah, you might just be right there.” He nodded calmly.
“What would you do if your actions resulted in you failing with me?”
“If my actions result in me failing with you, or if I was going to fail anyway, well; what it all means now is that I would wait and hope; for SLT or for you, for perhaps our timing was just out on this occasion.”
“No other energy system?”
“There would be no point trying with any other energy source. For example, if I’ve thrown away the opportunity for you, why would I settle for just another Australian source? I know that no other can compete.”
F1 continued.
“I have had the energy source that saved me, and the energy source that confirmed my loveability. There really isn’t a great deal of influence that another system can have.”
KER’s nodded. Then she decided to make things just that much lighter.
“Hey, that’s quite a zit there that you’ve got on your nose.”
“Yeah I know. I must be Rudolph.”
“Or Dasher,” KER’s added. “Regardless, does this mean that it’s jingle time?”
“I hope so.”
There was a pause.
“No wonder you’re driving around in circles f1; your light is a little off centre.” It was a brilliant observation.
“Yeah I’m like an Indy car,” he joked. “Not that I ever much liked them, but Indy artists are alright. Contrary to what some of them sing about, they tend not to be sheep at all.”
KER’s gave off a blinding smile.
“I do follow the brightest light.”
There was a pause. Well you sure as hell can’t not have a pause after a moment like that!
“I can get you back on the right train track,” f1 said with power.
“How so?”
“By bringing the hope. It’s about
time someone gave it back to you. Come on, let’s traverse onto the grass. Let us get our fill.”
“Yay! Let’s ride on the Xtrac,” she smiled gregariously.
Ice-cream was on the menu. There were numerous different flavours, though KER’s was eagle eyed enough to be able to spot an anomaly.
“Why would anyone choose vanilla ice-cream when there are other options? Particularly chocolate?”
“Yeah, probably an admission of insanity right there,” joked f1.
KER’s noticed a curry eyeing off the unwanted flavour. “Hey curry; don’t risk that batch. It may have been sitting there for over a year. It’s probably .”
The curry took offence – to the swearing, not to being called a food – and the two of them had it out for a minute or so, even after KER’s began with her patented, “But why convey in twenty words what I can convey in one?” motto. And f1 knew the curry was in for it when he questioned KER’s’ ability to speak eloquently.
“Oh .” He didn’t say it, but he sure was thinking it.
She won the argument of course. “Aren’t curries meant to be attracted to foods strong in flavour? You’re not a real curry are you?”
As they walked away f1 threw his two bob’s worth in; “See, the offence often caused by swearing will actually add to more time arguing than the extra time spent to speak eloquently in the first place.”
“ ,” KER’s chided.
F1 smirked. He tried hard not to. He really did. But it was just impossible.
“Hey, you’re beeping that out aren’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“Road Runner .”
Suddenly there were mass giggles.
“Don’t you like them?” she chided further.
“Actually I’m rather fond of them,” F1 shot back in Escada cool fashion. “But all this offence might provide an explanation for why I’ve never been particularly patriotic.”
They were in hysterics now. And completely oblivious to the fact that they’d never even gotten any ice-cream.
Not yet.
There were screams. Mass screams. And no, Johnny Depp wasn’t in the house.
Unfortunately f1 had careered off the racetrack. Fortunately nobody was injured. Not even him.
He was immediately questioned as to his drinking habits, and fair enough, as before going off road he’d been swerving all over the place. “But I swear, I’ve only had a couple of lemon lime bitters,” he claimed. It hardly seemed possible.
“I must have zoned out,” he exclaimed further. “I couldn’t get a pink” …..he bit his tongue…“elephant out of my mind.”
“He feels like he has a temperature” claimed somebody senior who was examining the form of transport. He may have been a policeman, or a doctor. Hell, it could have been a mechanic even.
“Oh nivermind that!” f1 responded positively. “I’m mostly just high on life!”
“And he smells a little,” continued the mystery man, apparently ignoring f1’s pleas.
“Just let a couple slip out the back door. Come on, I’m outside. And I’m not amongst the fairer sex.”
And he wasn’t. Until now. KER’s was on the scene.
“I believe that I can take care of things from here.” She said it like she really meant it.
“But he really looks rather run down.” The man turned back to f1. “I think that you ought to be retired to the garage for a little while.”
“But I can’t be locked away! Not now!”
“He cannot sir,” impeded KER’s. “He really has to be somewhere soon.”
F1 winked at her. He’d been blinking a lot lately, but this was a genuine wink. And no written contract has ever been as guaranteed as this one.
The mechanic still wasn’t convinced so KER’s continued.
“Trust me. I know him. I know him better than anyone else does.”
“Yes.” F1 thought back to the rules, and looked at KER’s in wonder. “Actually she does. That’s if she’s a mega worm,” he chuckled. “She would understand me better than anyone else. Remind me, why are you still talking to me?”
“I’m awfully forgiving,” she said in good humour. And now they had another one of those moments.
“Thank-you.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I’m not sure that I’ve ever properly thanked you?”
“It’s been implied,” KER’s said with a smile.
“Well thank-you. Thank-you for everything.”
Suffice to say f1 was kept out on the road. The crowds cleared away and now they had some precious alone time.
“I noticed that you saw the agent the other day,” KER’s began. “Is it in concrete?”
“No. Not at all.”
“But if you do go, it will be around the time of your birthday?”
“No; that is too late in the season for some tours. But perhaps I can travel there earlier in the year and celebrate the birthday of another.” He smiled greatly.
“With me? We could go?”
“Anything is possible. I was thinking, that we could be going from IF’s to Iguassu Falls.”
“Stop speaking Japanese.”
“Isn’t it more Portuguese?”
KER’s looked at him cheekily, indicating that she’d got him a good one.
“Now,” with tone a little sterner, “what about this brazen guzzling that’s gone on today? Parading yourself around with no sign of stopping. Was it really necessary to stick your neck out like that?”
“If I’ve over stepped a boundary at any time that has caused offence and prevention then I will understand. I would always understand. But whatever I do, I like to think that it’s usually for good reason.”
“To find closure?”
“Yeah, you might just be right there.” He nodded calmly.
“What would you do if your actions resulted in you failing with me?”
“If my actions result in me failing with you, or if I was going to fail anyway, well; what it all means now is that I would wait and hope; for SLT or for you, for perhaps our timing was just out on this occasion.”
“No other energy system?”
“There would be no point trying with any other energy source. For example, if I’ve thrown away the opportunity for you, why would I settle for just another Australian source? I know that no other can compete.”
F1 continued.
“I have had the energy source that saved me, and the energy source that confirmed my loveability. There really isn’t a great deal of influence that another system can have.”
KER’s nodded. Then she decided to make things just that much lighter.
“Hey, that’s quite a zit there that you’ve got on your nose.”
“Yeah I know. I must be Rudolph.”
“Or Dasher,” KER’s added. “Regardless, does this mean that it’s jingle time?”
“I hope so.”
There was a pause.
“No wonder you’re driving around in circles f1; your light is a little off centre.” It was a brilliant observation.
“Yeah I’m like an Indy car,” he joked. “Not that I ever much liked them, but Indy artists are alright. Contrary to what some of them sing about, they tend not to be sheep at all.”
KER’s gave off a blinding smile.
“I do follow the brightest light.”
There was a pause. Well you sure as hell can’t not have a pause after a moment like that!
“I can get you back on the right train track,” f1 said with power.
“How so?”
“By bringing the hope. It’s about
time someone gave it back to you. Come on, let’s traverse onto the grass. Let us get our fill.”“Yay! Let’s ride on the Xtrac,” she smiled gregariously.
Ice-cream was on the menu. There were numerous different flavours, though KER’s was eagle eyed enough to be able to spot an anomaly.
“Why would anyone choose vanilla ice-cream when there are other options? Particularly chocolate?”
“Yeah, probably an admission of insanity right there,” joked f1.
KER’s noticed a curry eyeing off the unwanted flavour. “Hey curry; don’t risk that batch. It may have been sitting there for over a year. It’s probably
.”The curry took offence – to the swearing, not to being called a food – and the two of them had it out for a minute or so, even after KER’s began with her patented, “But why convey in twenty words what I can convey in one?” motto. And f1 knew the curry was in for it when he questioned KER’s’ ability to speak eloquently.
“Oh
.” He didn’t say it, but he sure was thinking it.She won the argument of course. “Aren’t curries meant to be attracted to foods strong in flavour? You’re not a real curry are you?”
As they walked away f1 threw his two bob’s worth in; “See, the offence often caused by swearing will actually add to more time arguing than the extra time spent to speak eloquently in the first place.”
“
,” KER’s chided.F1 smirked. He tried hard not to. He really did. But it was just impossible.
“Hey, you’re beeping that out aren’t you?”
“Yeah.”
“Road Runner
.”Suddenly there were mass giggles.
“Don’t you like them?” she chided further.
“Actually I’m rather fond of them,” F1 shot back in Escada cool fashion. “But all this offence might provide an explanation for why I’ve never been particularly patriotic.”
They were in hysterics now. And completely oblivious to the fact that they’d never even gotten any ice-cream.
Not yet.
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Re: Forum Fiction - Merry Xmas!
Laikipia Wed Aug 21, 2013 3:18 pm
Added a few G R - tut tut on the no swearing on WAA 
I've got to confess I am completely confused not sure if I know what is going on here ...........
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G R - tut tut on the no swearing on WAA I've got to confess I am completely confused
not sure if I know what is going on here ........... Mrs Kipia E
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gregrowlerson Fri Aug 23, 2013 10:54 pm
Lai!Yes, I censored myself a couple of times, but not enough
The only thing is that in one part you added two for the price of one I guess I am the WAA bad boy now
But I promise to try to get back to writing on here like this
The swearing was an in-joke, so that's why I did it in this instance, and it's really funny that I already joked about censoring myself (or that KER's senses that f1 will do so), and then I really did get censored more! So I am seeing the funny side to it
I am probably confused too Mrs Kipia
I just like to let my imagination run wild and free. It means that I am 100% alive
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Re: Forum Fiction - Merry Xmas!
Laikipia Sun Aug 25, 2013 9:54 am
I think I got carried away with the GR and I thought I had put in 2 for the price of 1
Surely you are 100% out there and alive GR we never doubted that .............. 
with the next chapter.
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GR and I thought I had put in 2 for the price of 1 Surely you are 100% out there and alive GR we never doubted that ..............
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gregrowlerson Mon Aug 26, 2013 10:31 am
Did I say there would be a next chapter
Yes of course there will be!
Probably in the next couple of nights I will try to put something together, though I doubt I can top part three as that was a real cracker!
GR
I think that an extra was in order for my general boy ways...Not! I am still more I think
Yes of course there will be!
Probably in the next couple of nights I will try to put something together, though I doubt I can top part three as that was a real cracker!
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was in order for my general boy ways...Not! I am still more I think
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Laikipia Tue Aug 27, 2013 8:44 am
GR. 
I think you are more than here on WAA Lai
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gregrowlerson Wed Aug 28, 2013 10:02 pm
I just basically finished part four! I got up early this morning and did it!
I had one of my cool story writing moments too. Yesterday I came up with a quote for KER's to say, and then this morning - whilst making a cup of tea - a perfectly apt idea came to me that would link in the quote with this storyline, and have it all work. I really love the metaphor that I came up with.
Maybe something else will come to me later today.
I have a lot of chill out time on the horizon. Tonight we travel to our holiday home (parents place
) and tomorrow I hit the town. Happy days.
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