For those of you who’ve been enjoying the saga of Oy, Rodney as it piles up chapters like a hoarder piles up newspapers and magazines, Ms. Violet Crepuscular, “The Queen of Suspense,” has an important announcement to make.
“As everyone who’s been reading this epic romance knows,” she says, “Lady Margo Cargo’s childhood sweetheart has become, in the intervening 48 years, the Royal Millipede Inspector. He has also forgotten his name, it’s been so long since he used it!
“Here’s where you come in, dear reader. Or go out. What is the Millipede Inspector’s name? Coming up with it will be a contest for youse guys! I will actually use what I feel is the most apt name suggested by a reader. So the prize is a kind of literary immortality.”
Ms. Crepuscular vigorously rejects the allegation that she has run out of plot and is, as it were, simply treading water until she can think of something.
“Certain critics are never satisfied!” she declares. “These are no better than conflationists. Readers ought to shun them!”
Here are some millipedes to inspire you… if you’re the type who gets inspired by millipedes.
