Kick names, take ass.
9-25-2007 1:59 pm
Nathan Tyree: Twsited Twins
Three things-

My Brother in Law is back from Iraq. He’s a chaplain in the national Guard and just spent a very long year stationed in Iraq. He called us last night and I spent about an hour catching up on the phone. Sarah and I are both very relieved to have him home.


The faun was back last night. My dad was with me when she came strolling up with the horse. We spent about thirty minutes sitting on the ground watching her eat grass. She kept edging closer to us. She finally came within about a foot and a half of our position.


Third thing: My story Feeding Time is going to be in the Twisted Twins story a day calendar. Woo Hoo.




Comments (0)

9-24-2007 3:35 pm
Nathan Tyree: Poor Mojo
The thing is, I didn’t know. They never advised me that the story had been accepted. In fact, I withdrew it when it was accepted elsewhere. I guess there is a mix up, but still, I’m glad to see my work in Poor Mojo’s Almanac(K). Here it is:

Notes

If that link doesn’t work, try this:

http://www.poormojo.org/cgi-bin/gennie.pl?Fiction




Comments (0)

9-20-2007 3:40 pm
Nathan Tyree: Deer
My father is babysitting a horse. The big equine’s name is Biscuit (no jokes, please) and she lives in the pasture next to my parents’ house. The lady who owns the horse injured herself and asked my dad to put out grain and water every day while she heals. This is no big deal. The old man loves horses and enjoys doing the tasks needed.

My cousin David is very ill and has been for quite some. Recently the doctors told him that he has only a few weeks left to live. The cancer has metastasized. His parent, my aunt and uncle, planned a trip to Tennessee to see him but did not feel that they could make the trip alone. Mom and Dad agreed to accompany them.

I was given the job of caring for animals while they were gone. This entailed feeding my parents two dogs; my uncle’s pack of dogs and his pigeons and of course Biscuit.

Again, no big deal. I also like horses.

Night before last I walked to the gate to check on the horse. I didn’t see her so I whistled. Biscuit came walking across field. She wasn’t alone. There was a faun walking along side her. It was young. Small. Still covered in spots. I was standing outside the gate and thought that she likely didn’t see my through the bars. I knew that any moment she would notice me and bolt.

She kept approaching. To my surprise she came within three feet of me and stopped. She lowered her head and started to graze. I made a clicking noise. She looked up, tilted her head and went back to eating. So I talked to her. She showed no fear whatsoever.

I stood there and watched her for almost half an hour. Then Biscuit headed toward the pond and the faun followed her.




Comments (4)

9-18-2007 1:35 pm
Nathan Tyree: an update

Looks like I jumped the gun yesterday. Had I waited until this morning I would have been announcing How to Make Love like a Zombie Parts 1 through 4. Need I say more?



How to Make Love Like a Zombie






Comments (0)

9-17-2007 5:12 pm
Nathan Tyree: More Zombie Love
A while back I mentioned that How to Make Love like a Zombie, my novel of zombie gore, was going to be serialized by Amazon.com. Well, it's here (sorta). This mad tale of survival set against the backdrop of a zombie plague and dark conspiracies is starting to appear on the amazon site. One section is now available. Oddly, it's part three. Hopefully the entire work will see the light of day soon.


How to Make Love like a Zombie


http://www.amazon.com/How-Make-Love-Like-Zombie/dp/B000W1NHP2/ref=sr_1_5/104-7828718-7860754?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1190035150&sr=1-5





Comments (2)

< Next 5 | Previous 5 >

Log In
Username:

Password:

Public Terminal

Lyric
I've got a bad liver and a broken heart
User Journals
Your Hosts
Links