Saturday, August 12, 2006

Liars' Club

I first met Quilldancer on a blue cheese collecting expedition on the moon. As this was a top-secret trip organized by the CIA, you can imagine my surprise when I saw a woman tripping the light fantastic across my private field.

She took care not to trample my harvest, while she bounded around in pure delight. While we both were wearing space suits, I could tell that she was laughing and giggling and having a grand old time.

She seemed to know something special and I wanted to know it, too. I racked my brain for a way to communicate with her. I know Sign Language but my hands were in mittens. The ink in my pen ran up instead of down on this gravity-less orb, plus I had no paper. Just when I ran out of ideas, she turned, showing me the message emblazoned on her back, “Kitties Rock.”


  1. Wonderful submission! Thank you very much!

  2. Truly a kindred spirit, its so nice to hear of a meeting of the minds.

  3. Sorry for being so totally off topic, but there's a surprise waiting for you over at my place.

  4. Hahahahaha. You know Nessa, you're something else.

  5. Great Story!
    Such levity!

    Wishing you a good Sunday on whatever planet you are on, and whatever the gravity be.
    The good thing about the Moon they say, is whilst it still attracts you, it lets you jump xtra high.
    Almost, almost reach the stars!

  6. Magical humour threaded into a likely story, not too short not too long 150 words to the song.

    Rissing, rising like a green baloon the people jumping on the moon reaching reaching for the stars reaching reaching for the skies.

    Wishing you a Magical Sunn Day!

  7. Mr. Fab: You know, just a group of us liars, um, I'm mean writers.

    Quilly: Thanks.

    Logo: I loves me some fantasy.

    Serra: I'm so excited. Everyone go look to see why.

    Jenn: Is that good?

    Goldenship2: Welcome. Thanks. Are we related?

    Q: Happy Sun Day to you, too.

  8. Glaciermeow: Thanks, you make me blush.