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	<description>Short fiction involving marsupials, mad scientists, pez dispensers, good critters gone bad, irreverent behavior, unfortunate names, and existential crises.  Funny, bizarre stories and WTF humor.</description>
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		<title>Life Imitates My Art; therefore, I Must be Fabulous</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Apparently life is imitating art. My last story involved the tragic death of a squirrel who haunted the forest and spooked hikers in meanspirited glory for all eternity. And while taking a leisurely hike on my favorite trail last week, what did I see but ... seriously... a very dead squirrel perched on a branch, most definitely not sleeping. I, of course, was spooked. It looked kinda Blair Witch-y.

My friends, this means it's time to write a much more strategic story while Life is still enjoying imitating my Art.  (visit splarks.com for the full story!)


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2010/03/02/life-imitates-my-art-therefore-i-must-be-fabulous/</link>
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		<title>Dorcas the Squirrel and the Quest to Kill Mother Nature</title>
		<description><![CDATA["So," she asked, "this magical 'Mother Nature' decides to kill all the plants and make everything cold. She spends all this time creating beautiful trees, flowers, and grasses for us to eat, and then out of pure spite, kills it all and lets us starve. And then for no apparent reason, she decides to make everything grow just so that she can kill it all again."   (Read the whole story at www.splarks.com)


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2010/02/03/dorcas-the-squirrel-and-the-quest-to-kill-mother-nature/</link>
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		<title>Steve, the Gentle Bridge Troll, and the Gang of Bully Goats Gruff</title>
		<description><![CDATA[How could three goats eat entire fields full of grass?  Did they have some sort of glandular disorder which caused them to overeat?  He scrutinized the young goat, who did look a bit pudgy.  (Visit splarks.com for the full story!)


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2010/01/12/steve-the-gentle-bridge-troll-and-the-gang-of-bully-goats-gruff/</link>
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		<title>Millicent the Giant Isopod&#8217;s Quest for the Opera</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t have a real backstory for this one.  I just happened to see a photo of a giant isopod, which was all the inspiration I needed. 
It&#8217;s story time for children!  Today we&#8217;re going to learn about giant isopods,  which live in the deep, cold Atlantic ocean and can grow to be over a [...]


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2010/01/05/millicent-the-giant-isopods-quest-for-the-opera/</link>
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		<title>Be Gloriously Eccentric in 2010&#8211;Splarks Insists!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[...If you read my blog, you're probably a bit ... eccentric.  Go on, admit it.  I'm undeniably weird--these little stories are like juicy berries in a big Jamba Juice Smoothie of Weird.  The people that matter to me are also intriguingly bizarre.  Even my cat is a bit strange with his lettuce addiction and all.  Many of my stories focus on eccentric characters. ... (check my blog at www.splarks.com for the full post!)


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/12/15/be-your-weird-ass-self-in-2010-splarks-insists/</link>
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		<title>The Parthenogenesis of Mabel the Teenage Komodo Dragon</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Those mean girls!  They thought they were so special, just because their scales were glossy, tongues long and perfectly forked, and their weight only 80 pounds.  She couldn't help having her father's genes....
Visit my site for more:  www.splarks.com


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/12/08/278/</link>
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		<title>Lorna the Narcoleptic Hedgehog and the Alien Connoisseurs</title>
		<description><![CDATA["Truly, Space Companion?  Because those enlightened squirrels were sorely lacking in flavor.  They were not at all zesty. Was this not the reason for our patented fear sauce?"  
Visit my site for more:  www.splarks.com


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/12/01/lorna-the-narcoleptic-hedgehog-and-the-alien-connoisseurs/</link>
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		<title>The Cat Journeys to the Underworld</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I found this weird little poem in my 2007 writing archives.  It popped into my head unbidden during a lakeside walk, and it had a vaguely Tom Waits feet to it, so imagine it sung by a gravely voice accompanied by lots of rhythmic banging and clanging.  If you don&#8217;t know who Jack of the [...]


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/11/24/the-cat-journeys-to-the-underworld/</link>
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		<title>Penelope the Platypus and her Death Rock Band</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Way back when, I asked readers for animal story suggestions.  In response to reader Lynn&#8217;s request, I present the following tale of struggle, determination, and death metal.
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PENELOPE THE PLATYPUS AND HER DEATH ROCK BAND

There had never been a better time to be a platypus in a death metal band.
Of course, no platypus had ever been in a [...]


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/11/17/penelope-the-platypus-and-her-death-rock-band/</link>
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		<title>Paying Tribute to a Master:  Samurai Cat by Mark E. Rogers</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You ordered saucers of milk at bars, and decapitated those who ridiculed your choice of beverage!
Now that I think of it, weren't those Nazi Dinosaurs from outer space?   Oh my god, can this get any better?
Visit my site for more:  www.splarks.com


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		<link>http://splarks.com/blog/2009/11/10/paying-tribute-to-a-master-samurai-cat-by-mark-e-rogers/</link>
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