It is possible to go too far.
There once was a woman named Jean. She did nothing but vacuum and clean. She scrubbed the walls and the floor, Until her house was no more, And nothing of it could be seen.
A World Remarkably Like Our Own
It is possible to go too far.
There once was a woman named Jean. She did nothing but vacuum and clean. She scrubbed the walls and the floor, Until her house was no more, And nothing of it could be seen.
Sree was allergic to cake, To be near one was a mistake. When temptation came, He could not refrain, And he'd end up with a nasty outbreak.
Andrew was stuck in a meeting. That was nothing but endless repeating. He attempted to stay, But did not have all day. So he ended up just retreating.
An oppressive and unceasing rain, Was driving this writer insane. Though she chose this battle, When she moved to Seattle, It's not something she'd do again.
An octopus needing some tea, Ventured away from the sea. But the price of a chai, Was four dollars too high, So she went home and made some for free.
Work left Darsh no time to rest. He decided to take a plane west. For California he pined, To relax and unwind, But the tourist tax left him more stressed.
There once was a fellow named Pete. Who was religiously neat. When a visitor cruised, Inside wearing shoes, The germaphobe cut off his feet.
Really, Pete, you could have asked politely.
A terrier covered in flour, Refused to step into the shower. A burglar he'd fight, The mailman he'd bite. But from water he'd run off and cower.
Bill was both cruel and naive. And stayed up all night Christmas Eve. His cunning plan, was to catch the fat man. But Bill’s family was destined to grieve.
After a two year writing journey, I finally published: Love, Treachery, and Other Terrors! If you’ve been following me for a while, the synopsis below probably looks familiar. This is the novel length version of a series of stories I put on my blog a few years back.
What’s different? It’s about twice as long—there’s more romance, more action, and more humor and everything is more fleshed out.
If you are one of the people who read the original stories, I hereby honor you with the title hipster. You have gained access to a whole array of phrases, including:
“I liked the originals better.”
“Katy was great before she sold out.”
Wield this power wisely.

Synopsis:
Fairies have one job. They are tasked with helping people learn and practice virtue. I am sure you’ve heard stories of fairies taking the form of beggars, blessing those who help them, and cursing those who don’t.
However, not all fairies are good. Instead of helping people practice virtue, some encourage vice. These are the types of fairies you generally want to avoid. Nothing would delight them more than seeing you destroy someone you love.
Unfortunately, for the young King Alexander, his sister falls victim to a pair of such fairies who convince her to launch a coup. Alexander has no choice but to flee to a barbarian kingdom and try to build himself a new life among the uncouth locals.
Even if happiness were possible in such a place, could he live with himself if he left his people at the mercy of such evil beings? And even if he wanted to help his people, how could he possibly match the fairies’ power?
This quirky coming of age story is about responsibility, courage, and self-sacrifice.
But Katy, this costs money! What if I don’t like spending money?
Wow! We have so much in common! For a limited time, you can get a free ebook in exchange for an Amazon review. Follow this link to sign up: https://booksprout.co/arc/54438/love-treachery-and-other-terrors
That’s all I’ve got for now! I have more projects in the works, I’ll be back with more updates, limericks, and short stories later!
Bye-bye!