Chris Leibig Moderates Panel and Presents at the 2020 Chanticleer International Authors Conference, Bellingham, Washington, September 8-13, 2020
You gotta stop trying to reinvent the wheel
He obviously thought the comment had something to do with why I was in so much trouble but it only got me thinking about the summer the wheels came off my chuck wagon.
It was the summer when Sue Ann finally let loose on the lady from the peanut shop and there was no catching hold of what came oozing out after. Sue Ann had come alone and brought us beautiful music while oiling her strong wooden bow by the edge of the woods. She was our mystic craftsman and us all thinking it was the advent of a nice new time and not scene one of a scary two-scene bit. Turned out Sue Ann was never an artist but an archer and I screamed
Turned out Sue Ann was never an artist but an archer and I screamed liar liar as we all froze when the music stopped and my heart sank down and down like a stone that’ll never hit bottom. Strangest part now is that even though Sue Ann never was playin’ any music I’ve been hungry ever since. Kerplunk.
Christopher Leibig’s first book signing event for Almost Mortal took place at Seven Corners in Falls Church, Virginia on June 18, 2016.
We’re pleased to report it was a great success, and Chris was invited by the store to a local authors forum in October. Stay tuned for details!
More events to come throughout Virginia; keep up with Chris’s appearance at his EVENTS page.
Almost Mortal has also been entered in two additional national contests – The National Book Awards and the Chanticleer Books Award. Finalists will be announced this fall…
UP NEXT: Join Chris tomorrow, June 24, 2016 at 7 p.m. for his Book Signing for Almost Mortal at the Barnes & Noble, Potomac Yards, Alexandria, VA!
Here’s a look at the first big book signing at Barnes & Noble!
is in a hurry shows that the thing he wants is too good for him.
Which may have been the key to Lord Chesterfield’s game but even according to him
Duh. In our game we wear our ideas like pocket watches meaning we keep ‘em hidden until somebody asks the time.
Just sayin’, I doubt Chesterfield ever dodged into a hen house prayin’ for the footfalls to disappear around the bend so he could scurry on off.
Emergency, push for help says less than the big red button
with sides encased in metal, the
the whole contraption like the street signs warning no turn on red
when pedestrians present ‘cause they’re always kinda present
and who couldn’t use the help.
But when it’s all on camera you think twice even though you’re damn sure
nobody’s watching unless things head down shit creek.
I say push it but it’s too late ‘cause everything’s suddenly back to normal
and nobody ever really interrupts that shit.
Desiderata says many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness and I hope that’s true
because this shithole lacks a certain placidity and as far as loud and aggressive persons they’re all over the place and avoiding them brings us back to the loneliness question
which apparently triggers the fear and that’s nothing but a dog chasin’ its tail.
Like this old guy who was crossing the street who was a scabby kind of old and I know that wasn’t his fault but he still grossed me out
and then the guy said hello and he seemed happy despite it all
and I nodded and let him pass on by but I couldn’t help thinking how much I’d like to make him eat dirt