Faux-fur! Warm, soft, comes in electric blue and what’s even better, faux-foxes combine the abundance of lemmings with the cache of semi-extinct Siberian snow-leopard!
Faux-meat! Delicious, salmonella-free, and you don’t have to stuff things up its arsehole to get it to taste nice!
Faux-sex! You can tell just how good it is by the way Sally goes on about it over lunch. No one ever enjoyed the real thing half as much!
Faux-apocalypse? We’ve watched Apocalypse Now and Apocalypse Later, we’ve cleaned out the basement after Y2K and chopped up the ark for firewood after 2012. Now life seems kinda flat. Where is the danger, the adrenaline, the arguments about what to pack for the Big A?
NEVER FEAR, Fauxpocalypse is here and it’s WAY better than the real thing.
Fauxpocalypse is a collection of stories about what happens when what’s going to happen doesn’t happen. Scientists, bless their little hearts, predict that a comet will strike the earth and obliterate all life upon it within twelve months. Humans react as humans do. The fatal night comes. And goes. Life on earth is still here. Now what????
Perfect reading for that suspiciously warm summer’s day, that’s what. Guess which story is by a thirteen year old? My tip – it’s the best one (and I have a story in it, so I can say that). To find out what kind of twisted authorial minds came up with this scenario, stop by the talented Paws4Thought at:
And on a slightly different note, I’m pleased cause I finished the first draft of my next novel. I mean ‘faux-finished’ it. That means, finished except for a complete re-write, and then another complete re-write, just to make sure. But still, good work, me! (I’m working on my affirmations).