Category Archives: Absurd fantasy

Buddy Elk Believes

Posted on December 24, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Dear Biped, Spent some time with that dog I mentioned in my last letter and asked him about that baring your teeth thing that had me puzzled. He said you do that when you are amused or happy. Do you … Continue reading →

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Excerpt: The Talons of Quantam (opening of Book II)

Posted on December 16, 2013 by Jim Stewart

A giant hairless man, dressed in exquisitely tanned buckskin, woven through with cunning designs, led him to a vestibule at the north side of the great hall. “I shall be just outside. When you are cleared, I shall take you … Continue reading →

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Fallen Angels

Posted on December 10, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Rhinestones on the bushes, gossamer in the trees, when you hear her call your name it drives you to your knees. The sky will build cathedrals that rise beyond your sight, the leaves will show their colors and lift you … Continue reading →

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Buddy the Elk Speaks Again

Posted on December 1, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Dear Narb, Saw you splitting wood the other day. You did wave and I thank you for that, but then you bared your teeth at me, which I found a bit disconcerting. I didn’t see or smell any fear or … Continue reading →

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Heating Air

Posted on November 29, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Before the sun crests the Cascades and spills into the valley where the river surges north, I’m out walking, arms rhythmically swinging like the gates on a furnace sucking air. A crow on a fence cocks his head and caws, … Continue reading →

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Buddy the Elk Speaks

Posted on November 28, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Dear Narb, Just so you won’t get confused, as you humans so often do, I’ll tell you who this is right off the bat. I’m the one you call Buddy, the big boy with the arrow scar at the top … Continue reading →

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Dream of Seashell Water

Posted on November 24, 2013 by Jim Stewart

You chase her with long strides up a series of ramps. You hear her laugh as she stays ahead. She giggles when she changes directions onto another ramp, behind you, leading ninety degrees away. You retrace a few steps and … Continue reading →

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Furniture Marches On

Posted on November 23, 2013 by Jim Stewart

You lie face down in a big bed and wonder how you can breathe with a pillow clamped around your face. Your mouth tastes of feathers and you smell your own acrid drool. You jump at her voice when she … Continue reading →

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The Mind is Quicker Than the Eye

Posted on September 26, 2013 by Jim Stewart

“Has it ever occurred to you,” she inquired sweetly, “that just because you don’t have the vaguest idea of who I am, you might not know me at all?” Bizwat stared at her dumbly. He was struck by her simple … Continue reading →

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Reality is a Bozo Concept

Posted on September 19, 2013 by Jim Stewart

Yass, yuh staht widjer basic hyoom. Now, yuh kin git hyoom onda open range, whar the long grass blows after sweetnin snow have lain long and calm. When yuh have done founded hyoom thass choicely good, carefully lay open the … Continue reading →

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