Excerpt from “Aggravation.”

Simon’s future as a writer seemed doomed. He had preserved a rich jam of experiences but he couldn’t seem to get the jar open. His wife Angel had suggested children’s books years ago, but Simon’s scientific view of life prevented him from writing stories that made children feel good.  The stark realism and objective biological perspective of his version of “Hundred Acre Woods” would have precluded any vocabulary or dialogue thereby avoiding the criticism of anthropomorphosis but robbing the stories of any charm. To make matters worse, the most likely end page would have depicted Tigger sitting contentedly amidst a scattering of Pooh, Piglet and Eeyore bones belching and picking his teeth.

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  1. Intriguing, @problembear! I’ll have to do more exploring . . .

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