Tagged: comedy-books

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 24 Alphonso Beard or How to Become a Leader  Someone shook my hand – calmly and methodically – as if testing my reaction to the surrounding reality, which was so indescribably sad in the previous days that, finally, I was ready to surrender and accept the tragic fate that foreshadowed my “miserable” future in the Warrior Farm. I grabbed the arm of the new guest with my trembling hands. When...

‘Blue’ Humor or Can a Sad Clown Tell a Joke?

– Do you hear the helicopter?  – No, it’s an angel…  – What? An angel? Then why does it make such a horrible noise?  – Gone crazy because of life on the Earth.  (Viktor Koklyushkin, Russian satirist) After reading my new, straight-from-the-oven story, called ‘Upside Down,’ one of my followers told me it was sad. It took me by surprise because I never perceived the events in the story to...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 14 One percent  /absurdist comedy/ I sat at the maple table and listened to the conversations at the bar. Despite the increasing attention and distrust of the saloon’s regulars, I found out that roughly 1 percent of Gunung Kinabalu owned 92 percent of the Kingdom’s wealth. The gap between the high-tech quarter and the rest of the land widened last year. Constant taxes, erosion of farmers’ rights, cost-cutting, and...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 12  Fatal Meeting /absurdist comedy/ Who knew that writers could be so dangerous? The hunger didn’t block the flow of my brain activity. On the contrary, it switched on my wit, making my neurons work with increased speed, at full power. It seemed strange that Hamilton had promised the post of cook to Martha, who wouldn’t be able to make scrambled eggs even in a conscious state. The extraordinary weakness...

The Story of Harmless Bullet

Day 11 No Answers /absurdist comedy/ (I’m jumping over day 10, called ‘The Dream,’ because of the adult content in that chapter. It will be added to the book.)  Two hours of sleeping passed swiftly – I woke up full of boundless radiant energy. I felt like one of Tolkien’s heroes, stuck in a fantasy land thousands of miles from home with a war approaching. I stretched out, then stepped...