If you thought you knew what chapter this is supposed to be, in Violet Crepuscular’s epic romance, Oy, Rodney, you can bet your boots you were wrong. The editor has decided to call this one Chapter DXLII. He’s in no mood to negotiate it.
“Thus dies academic freedom!” Ms. Crepuscular exclaims. “Now they’re telling me they want me to write about some cat. And some duel that Lord Jeremy was supposed to fight–against himself! Whose ridiculous idea was that?”
The alert reader will remember that that was Ms. Crepuscular’s idea.
Be that as it may, an oversized black cat has been seen around the village lately and whoever sees it immediately has bad luck. Johnno the Merry Minstrel saw it and right away his adenoids fell off and he had a devil of a time finding them before some passerby trod on them.
As for the duel: “It’s Ginsu knives!” writes the Queen of Suspense. “Can Lady Margo Cargo talk Lord Jeremy out of the duel before he does himself a mischief? Don’t you wish you knew! But you’ll have to sit and stew for another week before you can find out!”
Please let the management know if you actually wind up sitting and stewing over this.
Actually, I’m standing and braising.
How oversized would that black cat be? Enquiring minds want to know. 🙂