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Tuesday, May 17, 2005

 

Could Be Books

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     from Could Be Books...


What's That Sound? by Rebecca Uncle-June.
   Jane was a highly successful brain surgeon and World Champion figure skater, but something was missing in her life. Her cat had hurt his paw, but that wasn't it. The chance discovery of a ceiling that fell on her head brought a new and thrilling adventure to her life, but that wasn't it either. Maybe it was the cat after all. Standing in a field, she tried to kick a rabbit, running after it, telling it to stop running so she could kick it. Is this it? she asked herself. Find out if this is it.


It Smells of Success, by Nancy April.
   Jane was sitting in her front garden when she noticed the smell. Within an hour her whole life had been torn apart. Find out how she slowly stitches her life back together, finding love on the way. She also buys a duck. She calls the duck Windsurfy and she takes it to the beach. She has her photo taken with Windsurfy. He's wearing sunglasses and the photo appears in a newspaper. She receives a lot of criticism for this, an almost fatal blow just when she thought she'd got her life back together. But she stitches her life back together again, finding a little duck tuxedo on the way.


Is that a Tree? by Radio Breeze.
   Jane fell over a chair. Todd hit his head off a lampshade. He once shot a cow. Jane laughs whenever she tries to say the word 'bouncey'. She met Todd when she was trying to take a photo of a sleeping kitten. She knew he was the one for her. They went for walks in the park and picnics in the fields. He once shot her budgie. She bakes cakes and sings while she does the dishes. The budgie survived, but its wing is in a sling and it tries to look sad every time Todd is around. Todd knows that it's deliberately trying to look sad.


Get me to the Church, by Knee Ball-Igloo.
   It was the day Todd dreamt about all his life. He was about to marry his childhood sweetheart, Jessica. Nearly killing a camel with a chimney brush by repeatedly hitting it over the head with the brush wasn't part of that dream. But this is the real world. Six hundred and eighty three times over the head. Falling out of a helicopter was part of that dream, but finding that his bride had run off with the chimney sweep was not. This was going to be a day everyone except the camel would never forget.










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very slight stories

They Met a Bear
  They stopped in a small seaside town and they went for a walk. They met a bear.
  This is one version of the story. In another version, they met a sailor, and in this one they ended up being held at gunpoint on a speedboat and becoming unwilling participants in a diamond robbery while disguised as a cow, and sharing in the proceeds of that crime.
  So when they tell the story they just say, "We met a bear. He waved at us."

The Story of the Fortune Teller and the Alarm Clock
  A fortune teller threw an alarm clock at me. This story is deliberately lacking in details to mock the predictions of the fortune teller. Although she was right when she said she'd throw an alarm clock at me.

Counting
  One. Two. Three, the study. Four, a candle stick. Five. Six...
  Seven is missing, presumed dead. One has taken up the case, and two is helping him in his investigations. They both suspect six. Seven was last seen next to six in the garden.
  But seven isn't really dead. He's consumed half a bottle of whiskey and he's currently in the orchard, talking to a rabbit. "One of us is as boring as a gate post," he says, "and it's not..." He stops to count on his fingers. "No, actually it is me."
  Eight nine ten.

Debbie and his dog
  Debbie was sick of people mistaking her for a man.
  "Is your dog my parole officer?"
  "No."
  She was sick of people asking her that too.







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