Phone rings. I'm busy. Such a nuisance. Two eggs mixed, coffee's on, butter melting in the pan. The grill's warming, two slices of bread, ready to go. A crucial moment. Why does this happen? Waking drowsy is painful. Torn between the desire to flake or rise, you figure , get up now, gain that time…Read more Short Story
Fortune neither favours the brave nor rewards the diligent or prepared when it's always measured in hindsight. To be fully prepared for any venture and anticipate disaster or mishap, that might reduce the chance of misfortune and thereby increase the odds for success. The best result is measured by success.
Three teeth dislodged with the impact of her kick, and my nose gushed with a shit load of blood, I clenched my hands into fists and forced myself up from the ground. She started jerking off in front of me, going on about how she was going to beat the living shit out of me, […]…Read more Stonking TONKS
(Part 4 of The Rise & Fall of Donald Trumpet Esq.) Fifi Fontaine was, as her Grande Tante was fond of saying, ‘puce hors l’ancien bloc’. She would also say, ‘il y a plus d'une façon d'accommoder un lapin’ or as les rosbifs say, there are more than two ways to skin a cat. She…Read more Trumpet’s Downfall, part 4
Part 4 of The Rise & Fall of Donald Trumpet Esq. This is it, blog post #500. I began writing this blog in 2014 but by March 2016, I had written only 80 blogs. The other 420 have been written since then. It is fun but it does take time to find your groove, so…Read more Trumpet’s Downfall, part 2