Friday, July 4, 2008

Pulp Metafiction

by Jackson Ferrell

Flint Cochran seized the author by the collar. "Don't hurt him!" begged Katerina tearfully, breast heaving.

"'Don't hurt him?'" Flint's jaw clenched, tensing his face with cold rage. "After he threw us into the lizardmen's den? After Doctor Nefarious? He's the source of all our problems!"

Katerina exclaimed: "And our only way out of them!"

1 comment:

Rob said...

Oh dear me yes.