WHATTA LINEUP!
WHEN AN AUTHOR
MEETS AN AUTHOR,
COMIN' THROUGH THE WRY
Psssst ~ Word around WebTowne is ~
"The Shadows of Our Noir"
are summer-sizzlin'
~ with ~
DAVID BARBER
PAUL BRAZILL
RICHARD GODWIN
KATE LAITY
GRAHAM SMITH
and
ABSOLUTELY*KATE
from the
MATT HILTON
a u t h o r c r e w o f r e n o w n
{ Psst ~ Click title above ~ Get the palpitating book yet? ~ You read my tough tale, "ANGEL TOUGH"? ~ Whatcha think? ~ You read Barber's & Brazill's & Godwin's & Laity's & Smith's & Hilton's of course in the course of your heightened awaresness that this book is so hot it *sizzzzzles*? After that, there's but 30 more in store . . . gonna go twist their elbow for an AT THE BIJOU show next. You'll see. }
* AT THE BIJOU *
Sashay or Saunter in every
summer*weekend!
summer*weekend!
The popcorn's better buttery,
and the hits?
Heck, they just keep comin'.
6 comments:
Wrong uns, every one of em!
Speak for yourself, Mr B. I'm just a sweet young thing from the Midwest.
Damn! But those sweet young things from the Midwest know where ALL the bodies are buried . . . and how much fun they had with them before.
Oh the hot summer weekends AT THE BIJOU are gonna crackle and *sizzle* like ---
( simile/metaphor to be finished by those who follow ... said this Kate, likewise originally a sweet young thing from the Midwest ) grinnnnn
No point in the coppers linin' up dem hep cats and kitties, 'cause dey can see through dat one-way glass an' de wits knows it. So sorry Mr. D.A. dey din't see nuttin',no how, no way. Fact dat one of da Ladies (nope won't say which'a dem. I got an interest in pushin' air in and out for a long time which would not be de case if'fn I wuz to ID de femmy fah-tale holdin de pony part) wuz carryin' a horses head under her arm wouldn'd help yer case anyhow. An' beggin' your pardon Lady K.A., but dem Midwest cornfields got loamy, black earth dat covers many a comuppance'es end game, right? Huh. Ever notice day Mz.Laity and Absoutely Katie's initials are de same but mirror image-like? An' Katie and Laity kinda rhyme? Hm. Might be a tale of blood a slaugher and stright up no water dere. BaddaBING an' I'm gone.
{{{ Pssssst, ShadyLady Laity ~ that pesky Fedora Fella thinks he's on to somethin -- I thought you said, "No one's following us." Meet me at Wrigley Field on the 3rd baseline and we'll dig up what we thought was safe at the foul line. }}}
Curses! They're on to us. I've got my caravan all packed and I'm ready to light out. I got my passport in my back pocket. On the road again.
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