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Now she walks through her sunken dream to the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen,
but the film is a saddening bore for she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools as they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall, oh man!
Look at those cavemen go, it's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know he's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?


Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Post-Rapture

Just typed in a new intro. Also, about 1600 words for the first chapter(s).

"It was a crazy college-bar night idea. A friend wanted to try some new shopping-bag software, but didn't have an idea.
Steven Lunachick was full of ideas. So thirty-minutes later, with the help of a cut-rate domain name service provider he was the proud proprietor of Post-Rapture Dog Care Specialists. 'You can't take Fido with you, so let us take care of Fido for you.'"

I'm not sure I like the character's name. That's what search and replace is for, you know.

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