sept 2 in idea barrages

Why call them “factoids” when you could call them “reality bites”?

A mystery about a death at bartender school called “Screaming Bloody Muddler”.

A sausage so large you could knock someone out by swinging it called The Breakfast Club.

Say what you will about 2021, at least we don’t have to pretend to care about whatever a “Snookie” was.

The Candyman can because he’s living in your mirror and he’s haunting yoooooou…

A GYM with a LIQUOR LICENSE called POWER BAR.

When you also get the rings of Flat Water, Flat Fire, Flat Wind and Flat Heart, you can summon Captain Flat Planet. His only power is to call into late night AM radio shows about aliens but he does it REALLY REALLY well.

There is fiction, there’s non-fiction, there’s creative non-fiction and then there’s ablative non-fiction, prose meant to shatter and disperse the energy of incoming attacks. Write ablative non-fiction. Swaddle yourself in it. Brace for reality’s impact. Survive.