Manna-X promo news

Okay, while I was sleeping, a few more people downloaded 'Manna-X' for free...
Thank you to all who did :-) I hope you enjoy the read (hehe). Perhaps even put a nice little 4/5 star review on Amazon...maybe.
Yes, 'TDX2', 'Dani's Shorts' and 'Dani's Shorts 2' are ALWAYS free on Smashwords here...
https://www.smashwords.com/books/byseries/2766
....so there's no need to buy them. A review or two wouldn't hurt :-)

70% through my first edit of 'How to'...looking SOOO good!

Challenge 55 - ZOMBIES!!!!! :-)

Wow, it's good to write a Zombie story every now and then! Here's my personal take on TIW Challenge 55. Hope you like it !
(oh, Manna-X is FREE today (March 7th 2014) http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00D94CWF0

"Pimp my ride, Sonny!"

(elements - coyote, snow plow, 1936 Chevy Corvette, the Zombie Apocalypse)

The TV blazed on, loud and strong, repeating the same report over and over again.

"Grandpa! Can you shut it off? There's nothing new! They'll keep repeating that thing until their power's gone! And you're wasting our electricity!"

"Eh?"

Grandpa had run out of batteries for his hearing aid days ago and kept turning the TV on for more news about the situation. The generator had a few more days in it so he couldn't feel the change, this zombie 'apocalyse'. My parents had sent me here to Grandpa's place, a remote house outside of town, as soon as it began. I hadn't heard from them for a fortnight, I suspected the worst.

"What's that, sonny? The TV's too loud!"

"Turn it off!" I ran upstairs and switched it off. "Grandpa, they can hear us, okay?"

"Eh? Who's that, sonny?" He shuffled over to the TV in his comfy slippers, ready to put it back on.

"The zombies, Grandpa!" I spotted one climbing over the fence and took Grandpa's pump action shotgun, opened the window and aimed. Headshot. Then I saw them.

"Grandpa! Err...I think we've gotta get out of here!" A handful of cartridges weren't enough to stop what was walking down the road towards us.

"Eh? Oh, visitors, and so many!" Nothing wrong with his eyesight. "Gimme that." He grabbed the shotgun and took out one more. "Ah, I've still got it. Sonny? Let's go."

It took ten minutes to get to the garage door. Grandpa stopped.

"Grandpa?" Another came close. Headshot.

"Shhh, I'm peeing."

"Grandpa!"

"Okay, okay, sonny." He opened the door to reveal his old snow plow, unused for over 20 years.

"What the...? Grandpa! That thing doesn't run!"

"Ah, but this one does." He shuffled further back into the garage and there it was, a small red sports car.

"What's that, Grandpa?" Headshot. Five more cartridges.

"A 1936 Chevy Corvette." We jumped into the two seater.

"1936? Isn't that a bit old, Grandpa?"

"Yes. They only started making them in 1953."

"What?" Four.

"This is a 'hybrid', sonny. Back in 1936, me and my guys took a Coupe and suped it up with a 1933 Bugatti Grand Prix engine we 'borrowed' and brought over to the US. My, was that Fitzroy Somerset angry!" Grandpa laughed and hit the pedal, crushing two zombies under the wheels as we left. We headed out towards his fishing hut at the lake, hidden on an island.

"Are you telling me you 'pimped' an old Chevy Coupe?" It ran superbly.

"Pimp my ride, sonny!" He pushed the pedal down and we flew through the bends. In a few moments we arrived at the lake.

"Wow, Grandpa, that was...!" His body lay slumped on the dashboard. "Thanks, Grandpa." He'd given his last to save me. I laid him back into his seat.

While rowing across to the island, I glanced over to my new home. On the bank stood a lone coyote, watching intently.

"Just you and me now, ol' buddy."

FREE today, Manna-X - weird yet entertaining :-)

FREE today, Manna-X!
Weird, crazy, insane, ENTERTAINING....YES!
Please come and pick up a copy, maybe even add to the rave reviews
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00D94CWF0

Got another 'comment' from a writer in authonomy about 'Manna-X'....here it is...

Kestrelraptorial wrote 18 hours ago

God, angels, and soul collectors work in a modern-day-style beraucratic workplace. Okay, weird. Hey, how did that man in chapter one survive two years in a hole? Well anyway, I thought the encounter between Moses and God was hilarious. So this was the use of the Manna-X machine! 

One more time...the drawing with background :-)

I tried one more time with the 'One Moose' picture, drew the fat moose again and put some Dr. Suess background in. It's looks a little better, but still amateurish. I have absolutely no idea how I'd do the rest of the poem (see below).

One Moose (reposted here)

One moose, two moose, fat moose, thin moose.

Some are very small, while others seem quite tall. Oh, let's have a ball!

Some are old, and some are bold. Some have colds and some have mould.

Why do some have colds and mould? I guess it won't be told.

Some are happy, some are snappy. This one has a little nappy.

Here are some who like to chat, here are some who like big hats.

Here are some who like to scat, here are some who have pet rats.

Some have great clothes, others have big toes.

Some like to compose, others, well, who knows?

Some are funny, some have money, some like little furry bunnies.

Some have short tails, some have long nails, some like swimming with the blue whales.

This one's name is Tom, he loves to take his Mom to go and see the Prom.

This one's name is Fred, he loves his comfy bed to rest his weary head.

Why does Fred love his bed? I guess because it's cherry red.

None of them is like the other, they all grew up with diff'rent mothers.

So come along and see the moose, but don't forget the orange juice.

First drawing in 30 years...think I'll stick to writing

I thought I'd have a go at drawing, the first time in 30 years. I think I need to practise a bit more. A bit amateurish and wrong, but hey! It was worth a try. Perhaps I'll try copying some of Dr. Suess' fish or something. Moose are about the hardest things EVER! Tried to use Dr. Suess colours, too.

Almost Human

Just watched the 1st episode of 'Almost Human'...it's on about episode 12 or 13 now. I'm not American, okay, I can't watch it on TV...anyway...this is good-ish. Enjoyable. Okay, it's the same old stuff, but at least someone is trying to make something sci-fi on TV. A good try.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2654580

Bring back Star Trek, that's what I say!

My TIW Challenge 54 take

Keeping up with TIW. Thought I'd write in the style of the BBC, when comedy heads get together and come up with nothing and call it surreal...:-) NOT like Spike Milligan, he could come up with the goods almost EVERY time!

My Challenge 54 take..."BBC Surreal Satire at its worst"

Charley watched as the new arrivals landed and queued up for passport control. Unfortunately, he hadn't felt well for days and this was his first day back after a week of illness. After ducking down to take a glass of water, he came back up to see that the first arrival through was a 6' watermelon carrying a purple rucksack.

"Err...good day."

"Good day." The 6' watermelon passed Charley an EU passport.

"Is, err, is this your passport?" asked Charley, a little confused.

"Why, yes, it is. Anything wrong?" The watermelon scratched its head.

"Well..."

"I've just come back from a scrapbooking convention in Phoenix, Arizona, you know? Very enjoyable, very nice."
Scrapbooking convention? Sounded awful, a bunch of old girls with photos.

"Sir…" He called a watermelon sir? "This picture is not you."

"Sorry? What? Not me? What do you mean?"

"The picture in your passport doesn't match your present appearance." How could it?

"Of course it's me, who else could it be? That's my passport."

"Your passport?" Charley looked at him, shiny and clean, probably extraordinarily juicy inside.

"Yes, that's my passport and my picture!" The watermelon stamped its 'feet'. Charley scrutinised the picture more.

"But this picture looks like Walter Koenig, aka Ensign Chekov from the Original Star Trek Series. In fact, I'm sure this IS a photo of Walter Koenig, aka Ensign Chekov from the Original Star Trek Series cut out of a magazine." He showed it to the watermelon, holding it up against the inside of his glass cubicle.

"Oh yes, really, I do see a similarity of sorts…" confessed the watermelon.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to call airport security." Charley moved to his intercom and went to hit the buttons but the watermelon, now sweating, pushed itself against the cubicle.

"Look, you've gotta help me. There's a particularly unfriendly cuccumber back there I'm trying to get away from. I'm sure he's after me, I'm sure he's after my pips." Both Charley and the watermelon looked down the line, and there it was, a large 8' tall cuccumber waiting in the long queue, menacingly staring at them.

"Sir…" Again with the sir? "I'm trying to do my job here and if you have a grievience with any of your fellow passengers then please take it up with either them or your airline service supplier. My problem is that this picture is not you, it is Walter Koenig who played Ensign Chekov in the Original Star Trek Series, and not that there is an 8' tall cuccumber in the queue behind who is after your pips."

"Oh, alright, it's a fair cop, guv'nor. I got that picture at the convention."

"Thank you, sir. Now I'll just contact airport security and we…"

The watermelon was off, running across the hall of cubicles, looking for a way out of the terminal, bashing into people and falling over baggage.

"Not another watermelon, eh?" said Charley's colleague.
"Yeah. It's strange, you usually only see them at the weekends."