Pauly has released Truckin’ April 2004 (Vol. 3, Issue 4) where yours truly also has been allowed to participate most humbly and without capital letters.
I haven’t had the chance to read through it yet, so it may stink from all I know, but I’d know more about this later on when I’ve actually read it (and I’m going to!). This is why I’ve just stolen Pauly’s descriptions, the ones that are following this sentence.
Thanks for returning to my (Pauly’s, in fact,) literary blog-zine. This sensational issue features seven new stories, and three of them are from yours truly (Pauly wrote them); a Miami story, a Vegas story, and something special I (or Pauly, if you will,) wrote for someone special. My (Pauly’s) favorite Norwegian blogger Sigge (that’s me), shared a witty tale about my (Pauly’s) clone. Hilarious. Paris Wispy returns with a sultry tale called Ward. All the way from New Zealand, Richard Bulkeley is back with another excellent read. And lastly, Jessica E. Lapidus concludes the second part to her intense story: rancor. So sit back, relax, and enjoy. [end quote]
Now, back to mine, enough credit shared.
My story is in fact a tragic account of what happened a couple of years ago, in the spring of LP’s life, the beginning of the downfall. It is with overdue empathy that I finally has managed to get through the tears and write down the stories of this most charitable character that entered my life along with Pauly. You should bring paper-tissues to your bed when you, half naked and tired, are bringing the print-out of this story with you to read.
Click the following link to read it: link. Just kidding. You can click here to read it. (If you by chance – against all common sense – would like to read the writings of the other writers who’ve participated in this masterpiece of a Truckin’ edition, you can enter the zine by typing this address into the address field of your webbrowser (or you can click it if you prefer): http://mcgtruckin.blogspot.com. I thought it was worth mentioning. Perhaps I’m wrong. I don’t care.)