A FRIGGIN’ STAR • by Joel Willans
I’m a friggin’ star, I tell Bev in a telephone call from Istanbul. She laughs just like I knew she would and I ask her to please wait for me. I’m coming back to you, doll, soon as I can.… Continue Reading
I’m a friggin’ star, I tell Bev in a telephone call from Istanbul. She laughs just like I knew she would and I ask her to please wait for me. I’m coming back to you, doll, soon as I can.… Continue Reading
I glanced to my left and stopped myself from double-taking like a Looney Tunes character. I had to be contented with instead staring down at the waiting room tabloid magazine in front of me. The girl on the cover. The… Continue Reading
I can say it now; the gags have been removed. I can admit that I unleashed a monster upon America; a bumbling, mumbling television superstar that children love and parents loathe. Hear me; I created Richard, the One-Eyed Hound. I… Continue Reading
“How’s New York?” Mama whispers, as she tries to claw away a tube from her face. “Fine Mama. Just fine.” I reply. “I did an interview last week for a chat show.” “An’ what great tings you gotta tell the… Continue Reading
Princess Laurel hated her life. It wasn’t that she had a wicked stepmother. Her mother was in fact very nice. It wasn’t that she was being forced to marry an unkind prince from a neighboring territory. Her father had married… Continue Reading