Belly laugh at Hoffa, haha - the first of many that followed. I've been craving something like this, a well-written narrative that seems down-to-earth, and then BAM! - off-hand absurdities, and they keep escalating. Very, very good.
This story has a great pace to it, I was honestly engaged all the way through. Love how you interject with Marie, Monster, and Adrian's rise and fall from childhood fame and then bring it around in the end with Monster finally escaping abduction and Adrian being disgusted with his own weird alien-clone-baby thing, which I would guess symbolizes himself.
Thank you for reading! I appreciate your insight there and I’d say you’re right on the money whether I consciously thought about that at the time or not.
You have a talent for describing dead-ends in people’s lives. Another thought while reading this: do aliens land in deserts because they look like the surface of other planets?
Cheers mate! Maybe aliens like to go to deserts so they can more fully enjoy their peyote trips. I have always wondered why it's always in the desert or in some hick town that aliens love to hang out in and never, sayyyyy, Shymkent?
A brave departure for the author, focusing his efforts largely on the workings of the entertainment industry and how it chews people and spits them out.
I cried at ending, I laughed at the middle and I did a so so gesture at the beginning but got myself a Shwarma.
Perhaps we are all post Hollywood has been child stars operating inauthentic Lebanese food stands is what the author posits. A question that I have been wondering for days now.
This runs wild all the way through, with many sections feeling like they borrow from different genres. What a blast!
Thank you for the kind feedback! I appreciate that!
Belly laugh at Hoffa, haha - the first of many that followed. I've been craving something like this, a well-written narrative that seems down-to-earth, and then BAM! - off-hand absurdities, and they keep escalating. Very, very good.
Thank you! I truly appreciate that.
This looks like it was fun as hell to write.
I can confirm!
This story has a great pace to it, I was honestly engaged all the way through. Love how you interject with Marie, Monster, and Adrian's rise and fall from childhood fame and then bring it around in the end with Monster finally escaping abduction and Adrian being disgusted with his own weird alien-clone-baby thing, which I would guess symbolizes himself.
Thank you for reading! I appreciate your insight there and I’d say you’re right on the money whether I consciously thought about that at the time or not.
You have a talent for describing dead-ends in people’s lives. Another thought while reading this: do aliens land in deserts because they look like the surface of other planets?
Cheers mate! Maybe aliens like to go to deserts so they can more fully enjoy their peyote trips. I have always wondered why it's always in the desert or in some hick town that aliens love to hang out in and never, sayyyyy, Shymkent?
A brave departure for the author, focusing his efforts largely on the workings of the entertainment industry and how it chews people and spits them out.
I cried at ending, I laughed at the middle and I did a so so gesture at the beginning but got myself a Shwarma.
Perhaps we are all post Hollywood has been child stars operating inauthentic Lebanese food stands is what the author posits. A question that I have been wondering for days now.
Did Marie marry her dog?
No spoilers, but yes.
This took some unexpected twists and turns, but I liked it! Poor Adrian.
Thanks for the feedback! Adrian definitely had a tough day.