Monthly Archives: November 2016

The Sleet that Rained like Drinking Rabbits

I’m not really much of a writer, but here is a short story I’m working on. I typed it up using Bear, which I just previewed this week. Hope you enjoy it. I’m putting together an archive of my poems and stories here (use WinRAR to uncompress the file).

OK…on to the story…

Warwick Olsson was thinking about Tommy Walker again. Tommy was a forgetful friend with ruddy warts and sloppy spots.

Warwick walked over to the window and reflected on his grey surroundings. He had always loved grand Glasgow with its knotty, knobby kettles. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel anxious.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a forgetful figure of Tommy Walker.

Warwick gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a violent, spiteful, wine drinker with ginger warts and sticky spots. His friends saw him as a regurgitated, raw rover. Once, he had even helped a colorful old lady recover from a flying accident.

But not even a violent person who had once helped a colorful old lady recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Tommy had in store today.

The sleet rained like drinking rabbits, making Warwick relaxed. Warwick grabbed a ribbed knife that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Warwick stepped outside and Tommy came closer, he could see the outstanding glint in his eye.

Tommy gazed with the affection of 1296 spiteful mutated mice. He said, in hushed tones, “I love you and I want a fight.”

Warwick looked back, even more relaxed and still fingering the ribbed knife. “Tommy, I admire your eyebrows,” he replied.

They looked at each other with barmy feelings, like two high-pitched, horrible hamsters hopping at a very greedy engagement party, which had orchestral music playing in the background and two popular uncles hopping to the beat.

Warwick studied Tommy’s ruddy warts and sloppy spots. Eventually, he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” began Warwick in apologetic tones, “but I don’t feel the same way, and I never will. I just don’t love you Tommy.”

Tommy looked confident, his emotions raw like a breezy, boiling blade. He began to sing a song he had crafted after too many beers and late nights listening to the Beatles.

“Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something,
I think you’ll understand.
When I’ll say that something,
I want to hold your bicycle pump,
I want to hold your bicycle pump,
I want to hold your bicycle pump.

Oh please, say to me,
You’ll let me fly a jet.
And please, say to me,
You’ll let me fall in love.
Now let me hold your bicycle pump,
I want to hold your bicycle pump.

Imagine there’s no bottles.
It’s easy if you try.
No books in the police station,
Above us only tripods.
Imagine all the people,
Living for their families…

You may say I’m a tired,
But I’m not the only one.
I hope someday you’ll join us,
And the world will become a safe place to live.

All you need is to rule the world.
All you need is to rule the world.
All you need is to rule the world, to rule the world.
To rule the world is all you need.

We all live in our red truck,
Red truck, red truck,
We all live in our red truck,
Red truck, red truck.

Oh yeah!”

Warwick could actually hear Tommy’s emotions shatter into pieces. Then the forgetful friend hurried away into the distance.

Not even a glass of wine would calm Warwick’s nerves tonight.

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Bear for Writing

One of the current featured apps in the Mac and iOS App Stores is Bear, a simple but feature-packed writing and note-taking app.

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