Photo by Bill Stokes
By Bill Stokes
Kickass, the doorstop dog, reports that the keeper and Phyllis are having a book and are at the stage where labor pains indicate it is either going to happen soon or they are going to be kicked out of the delivery room.
Having a book at the keeper’s age–Never mind!–may be akin to Methuselah taking up skate-boarding. But with Phyllis’s help, he is wading through a lot of old material and tying it together with an apology to trees for using them to make the paper his journalistic drivel was printed on for so many years. He is calling it “Treeson,” and as soon as the “baby” is born he will be nagging at everyone to get a copy and read it.
It is the way of authors. He has been through this before and remembers that there can be no shame or false modesty in either having a baby or promoting a book.
