This is the piffling little flourish that sends Wilder Cognition into digital being.
Henceforth this will be a place to post my brand of storytelling.
This is the piffling little flourish that sends Wilder Cognition into digital being.
Henceforth this will be a place to post my brand of storytelling.
Another day, another blog started…
Indeed my dear man – to the chorus and cheering of a nation, no doubt.
I shall be adding all my prose here. 4 more stories have been written since the one I forced into your hand the other day.
I’m in FACT, come buy me a coffee and chatter to me.
Ah, I would have done, had I been in FACT – I think I was at home at the time
But perhaps next Monday?
Thanks for the link. I quickly read your blog sub heading and thought that it said:
much as Cat Deeley led you to believe, it is indeed a wild world.
And it would be because Cat Deeley is always lying to me.
But I suppose they way you have written it is more accurate. I enjoyed the first story.
Keep ‘em coming.
Nice work, am looking forward to more of your stories of violence and outrage. Did the robin live a long and happy life after his terrible encounter?
Poor robin – no sooner had he sold his story did he happen upon a lady robin and was forced to engage in a life of drudgery – further solidifying his contempt for Amis the Brute
They had three chicks, one of whom is now a Banker – to the dismay of both robins (mother and father) – the other two are lay-abouts and miscreants of the highest order.
The robin also features in the other ventures of many a character of the Wilder Cognitive Landscape.
Thanks for reading.
J.