Lerrs

You know, you shouldn’t drink so much of this stuff,’ laughed Louis as he scanned the four-pack of cola.

‘It’s not all for me,’ I replied, ‘You know how it is when the guys come over for movie night. Stuff just disappears.’

‘Yeah, but still. Drinking this stuff makes you feel like your insides are eroding.’

‘Well,’ I replied as I handed Louis my money and readied my shopping bag, ‘at least we aren’t getting drunk.’

‘Oh, come on, movie night is much more fun when everyone’s drunk!’

‘Whatever you say,’ I said as I shoved the four-pack into my bag, along with my milk and microwavable meals. After waving goodbye to Louis, I stepped out of the store and into the night.

It was midnight – with Louis’s store being the only place near my flat open – and I had work in the morning. Nighttime, however, was when I felt the most energetic, so I decided to take a stroll down the streets. There always did seem to be a beauty in the graffiti-covered walls illuminated by streetlamps.

Against one of these walls leaned a shadow. A shadow that immediately turned towards me and raised its arms, creating a pair of pseudo-bat-wings with its large black cape. It was a tall man, dressed in a smart black suit with a crimson waistcoat and cravat. He was completely bald, with pale skin and pointed ears, but his most noticeable feature were his elongated fangs, which he licked as he stared at me.

He beckoned me to come to him, and although I knew I shouldn’t have, I approached. ‘Join us,’ he hissed.

‘Oh, give it a rest,’ I said.

‘Come on,’ sighed the vampire, gesturing at my clothes, ‘you really go out in public dressed like that?’

‘I could say the same about you,’ I replied, looking over his outfit. ‘Ah, you got the real deal. Last lerr I saw was wearing a £25 Dracula costume from the party shop. I would say “at least you aren’t him” but it’s sad that you’re willing to spend so much on this farce.’

‘Farce?’

‘Yeah. And you got the Mr. Spock ears too? How much did your parents piss away on that?’

‘Parents? I am a child…’

‘…of the night, yeah, yeah. Bet you haven’t even drank any blood.’

With that, he covered himself in his cape and ran away.

Another lerr. That’s what we call them. A vampire who acts and dresses like the Hollywood stereotype. Most vampires try to live among humans discretely, but there are some that find the capes and tuxedos too tempting. Lerr, as in their idol Dracu-lerr. Lerr, as in but-lerr, for that’s how they dress. Like Alfred Pennyworth trying on his master’s cape.

If I had a penny for every one of them who tried to get me to act like them, I could probably afford their ridiculous clothes and ear modifications.

I ended my stroll early and returned home. There were no “guys” and there was no movie night; I guzzled down the cola myself. Drinking this stuff makes you feel like your insides are eroding, along with your bloodlust.

The Adventures of a Duck – FREE this weekend!

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Yes, from today until Sunday, you can pick up my latest Kindle eBook The Adventures of a Duck ABSOLUTELY FREE! Harry up there wants you to do so, and you don’t want to disappoint Harry, do you?

Anne is a nineteen-year-old girl studying at Doford University. She likes reading, video games, and wishes to be more confident and social.

She’s also a talking duck in a world ruled by animals, her boyfriend is a snake who’s also an aspiring horror writer, and she even ends up encountering real ghosts and monsters.

A selection of short stories about Anne the Duck and the weird world she inhabits.

This anthology includes A Duck and a Turtle, A Duck, a Snake and a Ghost and new stories about the adventures of Anne the Duck!

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NOW AVAILABLE – The Adventures of a Duck

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Anne is a nineteen-year-old girl studying at Doford University. She likes reading, video games, and wishes to be more confident and social.

She’s also a talking duck in a world ruled by animals, her boyfriend is a snake who’s also an aspiring horror writer, and she even ends up encountering real ghosts and monsters.

A selection of short stories about Anne the Duck and the weird world she inhabits.

This anthology includes A Duck and a Turtle, A Duck, a Snake and a Ghost and new stories about the adventures of Anne the Duck! This book will also be available FREE from Friday 11th to Sunday 13th!

Pick up this Kindle book at any of the following links:

Amazon US
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My Haunted Home

There’s something special about my home,
For I do not live here alone,
This house is haunted by many a ghost,
And these are the people I hang out with the most,

There’s a spectral mare who has lots of fun,
Through the halls she likes to run,
And she can speak, this ghostly horse,
We like to chat while watching sports,

A hanged man’s corpse floats through the air,
Of current events he is very aware,
We often talk about the news,
Things more painful than his noose.

There’s a giant flying skull with flaming eyes,
And he likes to make us apple pies,
As well as lots of cakes and bread,
Using the oven that is his head,

These three ghosts I just told you about,
They watch as I write this poem out,
All of three of them shake their heads and say, ‘Shame,
Have you forgotten that we have names?’

(The horse is named Emma, the hanged man is Jimmy and the skull is Stan Skulton. I gave his full name because he’s got a cook book coming out, Brain Food: Using Your Head When Cooking)

One Day I Saw A Robot

One day I saw a robot,
Who had a big square head,
As well as pointed rusted fangs,
And eyes glowing bright red,

He was quite a big robot,
He stood about eight feet tall,
And when he came into the room,
He burst right through the wall.

Slowly he approached me,
And let loose a loud roar,
He grabbed me with his right hand,
For his left hand was a claw,

He looked at me and growled and snarled,
‘I’m going to kill you!’
Then the robot added,
‘Well, how did I do?’

I could only sigh at him,
‘Sorry, you failed the test.
You weren’t all that scary,
And you didn’t give your best.

‘I don’t see you scaring heroes,
Their spines you won’t be chilling!’
The robot then said, ‘Fine!
I’ll look for another supervillain!

‘I wonder if Dr. Meow is hiring…’