I have just begun posting Francis Crot’s exquisite MEAT-FILLED CHAPEL a.k.a. TALKING DONKEY BLOODBATH a.k.a. MALTON, ENGLAND.
LINK HERE.
In the end, we decided it was simplest to plonk it all on one page. Occam's bloadsoaked ex tempore bludgeon.
I have around 20 pages – Francis tells me that’s about half of what she’s written so far. She has planned it to be 200 pages. She promises it will be utterly autistic. In honour of the MMORPGy Urban Dead, London has become Malton.
I don’t want to spoil too much, let’s just say it gets very weird very quickly, and there’s a very portentous quality, almost Sophoclean. So make yourself a cup of tea & enjoy!
2 comments:
heh heh .. i like it .. especially the bit where he paints a leg on london's throne .... don't get it though, is it one story or many??
whatever, work up the good creep etc.
lyke
horrible
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