homunculus
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“Oh, Dude…” Sebastian sighed. “What are we gonna do?“ “Poor little guy.” François mumbled, clenching Pendragon’s broken chain. “I don’t even know where to start looking!” “Maybe we should call the cops & report him as a missing person.” Sebastian picked up a tattered paper airplane and began refolding it into the shape of da Vinci’s Glider.
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“Who was that?” François sputtered through a mouthful of sardine sandwich. “Dude?” Sebastian announced as he hung up the phone. “We got big problems.” “How so?” He took slurped another bite of the sloppy sandwich. “Frankie, how can you eat that?” Sebastian grumbled. “It’s stinkin’ up the whole house!” “Open mouth, shove in, chew and swallow.” François shrugged.
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Below is an abridged and edited (obviously) excerpt from Phil Konstantin’s interview with Stephen King. If Mr. Konstantin had interviewed me, this is how I’d have answered. I understand you don’t like to be asked why you write the kind of stories you do. Is this correct? Yes. I don’t know why I write what I write.
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This week’s prompt at the Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 writing challenge is the word recipe. Exactly 52 words. ** The holidays are upon us. If you’re like me, you’re thinking homunculi. Don’t have one? No sweat. Be your own Homunculus Hero! Here’s how: 4 chicken bones 1 dollop spermatozoa 7oz skin fragments 4oz donkey
Ergo, the Ogre 