the answer will come in time, perhaps not. For now, it’s over. My beach looks perfectly normal again and they didn’t wreck anything on this street, though I believe they may have put Mr. Morrison’s blood pressure up in the attic. I hear Hyannis is a different story, though. It supposedly looks like there was a major battle there.
I’ll have to go see, yes I will, someday soon. But right now I don’t have the time. I have to get back to the preparation of my composition on the dangers of the Cydronium-240 concept. It was very dangerous, most dangerous, you know. They did spill some way back in ‘81, just before that big fire in Pennsylvania. And they almost managed to wipe themselves out entirely back in ‘94 when one of their unwilling subjects ran amok in their own facility and burned the place to the ground. Anyway, Professor Dillingham will turn me into a frog if I get the damn thing done real soon, and there will go my English grade straight down the toilet.
But after I get that over with, I think I’ll try my hand at writing some more weird fiction, like that frog story. That frog story came out pretty good, in my opinion. But opinions, as they say, are like assholes – everybody has one. Really, though, that frog story was good, don’t you think? And it only took me about an hour to throw it all together. It was a nice diversion from the grind of homework, if you know what I mean. I might as well put this overactive imagination of mine to work, right? Might make some good cash writing after I graduate; sell some short stories, like Bradbury. Or some majorly big novels, like that other dude, that twisted one from Maine, whose father made millions scaring people for the last forty years. It’s become very easy to peddle one’s writing on the Internet these days, though I don’t know that it’s gotten any easier to make any money out of it. Yeah, sure…
Frogs.
How ridiculous can one get? Frogs coming out of the sea and walking around. Getting big and growing limbs. Ha! Such a thing probably wouldn’t sell anyway. I haven’t seen a frog on the Cape in all the years I’ve been coming here. It’s absurd. No frogs here!
Well, I must close this latest entry in my online journal. I’ve get to get back to that damn composition. I think I’ll grab a beer and my laptop and work on it out on the deck for awhile. Carpe cerevisi! It really is unusually warm out for October. And, well now, look at that. The sun has come out. Maybe I can resurrect my tan. Might even see Jimmy Sanderson out today.
Frogs.
Good God, how weird. And how literally unoriginal…I do believe I’ll just sit back here on this old deck for a few minutes and enjoy my beer before I start…
Holy SHIT!
The BEACH!!
It’s covered...it’s covered…with…with….
FROGS!!!
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Also by Larry S Gray
The Cydronium Chronicles
The Armageddon Project (with Michael J Hart)
The Spirit of Sussex
Milton of Rabbittstead Manor – The Secret of Meat
Timespan – the Vet
Down the Shore (as Trent Redman)
The Legend of Situs Towerus
The Grip of the Abode
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