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montyake · 4 years
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"Autumn in Hampstead Heath", published November 12, 2020 at 03:44PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com Today I visited the Heath, Came to ask how it was doing, See if it was lonely. But the Heath in autumn is far from lonely. Though the picnics and ice cream vans of the summer are gone, The many walkers, retrievers, terriers, and setters remain. Couples cling to one another, all the closer-knit to Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"With thanks to Naoto, Yuji and Hirokazu", published October 05, 2020 at 07:46PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com In my first few steps The acceleration is like an irresistible tugging Like being pulled forward by a current It feels slow at first Until I realise how far I’ve gone Until I realise I am now running faster than a fighter jet The green streaking in patterns of dark and light beneath my shoes Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"The Moon", published October 01, 2020 at 07:54PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com Tonight is a full moon, the Harvest Moon, tolling in the last few months of the year. It is also national poetry day, so here is a poem to celebrate… I am convinced the full moon does not exist Huge and round on the horizon glowing ethereally Its seas defined its shape apparent its pull Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"Nature’s Knell", published May 15, 2020 at 11:55PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com The world was gold chaotic beauty, born beneath our star, Filled with life; a fruitful, free utopia. Once the endless bliss of Eden shone and rode And met itself, an endless reach around the globe. This natural perfection bore us all by its selection, But this world so great and generous has not been treated Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"Life’s Song", published May 15, 2020 at 11:55PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com I sat one day, outside my home, Quite laissez faire and all alone, When all-a-sudden, something here Inevitable did appear: A figure of impressive height, Within a cape be-weaved of night, Who wore a cap of stark, thin, hair And locked me in its soulless stare. “I dare”, they wheezed through cracking teeth, “I dare”, Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"Ink Story – Rowena", published May 14, 2020 at 04:44PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com The third story I wrote to be a campfire tale told around the time of King Arthur, and the only completely original one (the other two were versions of existing stories). Based off a suggestion by Qita Iseley. I hope you have a fun time playing through this little tale. If you wish to check Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"Ink Story – The Way Wailer", published May 14, 2020 at 04:15PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com In 2017 I wrote The Way-Wailer in the Wall as a fun little fan fiction for Inkle’s videogame adaptation of Steve Jackson’s Sorcery! books. I loved the choose-your-own adventure series Fighting Fantasy, and the digital versions of these titles from that series were particularly incredible. Fast forward three years and Inkle are making an original Read More
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montyake · 4 years
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"Ink Story – Wichtlein Nix", published May 14, 2020 at 04:24PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com The second of three choose-your-own campfire stories that may have been told by adventurers in Arthurian times, created using Inkle’s Inky writing software. This is also the second to be based off an existing piece of writing here on my site: The Wichtlein Nix. A horror story that was very fun, but even more fun Read More
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montyake · 5 years
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"Protected: Video Games as Escapism I", published March 15, 2020 at 07:14PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
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montyake · 5 years
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"Hope", published August 23, 2019 at 10:28PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com Hope.   There are things that I want, Through impulse, urge, lust or greed. There are things that I wish, For me, you, and those in need. There are things that I crave, Out of hunger, habit, or being alone. There are things that I take, A seat, advantage, for granted the things that I Read More
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montyake · 5 years
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"Joe Chicago in Flight", published August 14, 2019 at 12:05AM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com My dreams of producing a fully-fledged Joe Chicago novella may never come to pass, but I will always return to him; even if just to touch-up the scant few scenes that I have thus far devised. I decided one day last year to polish up the Joe Chicago in the Angels Brothel piece that I wrote for Read More
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montyake · 5 years
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"A History of Our Love", published August 14, 2019 at 12:15AM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com Ten thousand moons ago, beneath the light of stars, In some forgotten kingdom realm of far away, A pauper fled his prison cell of iron bars and met his princess love upon the dawn of day. For in each others’ souls there lived an endless fire Which cruelly did endure a time of years apart, Read More
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montyake · 5 years
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"My Love is a Late Afternoon", published August 13, 2019 at 11:47PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com My love is a late afternoon. It is the nostalgic glow of a waning hour. It is the sense of surety following the middle of the day, that the cold of the early morning is a distant memory. It is the familiar winding down of work and the lowering of a burden. It is the Read More
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montyake · 5 years
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"Our Love Beyond Words", published August 13, 2019 at 07:00PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com My words cannot encapsulate in rhyme Th’extent and depth and lasting of our love And ne’er is there expanse enough of time To quantify the joy that I speak of. So, limited in lexicon and phrase, (For words, unlike our love, have limit end) I’ll show our love’s eternity in days Devoted as your lover, Read More
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montyake · 6 years
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"The Naughty Porter’s Poppy Top-up", published August 02, 2018 at 08:22AM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com I taught a portly porter proper water regulation When he had chosen hosing all the poppies in the station. I suggest it best, I thought, to water from a can, As candidly, the hose he chose would leave them weak and wan.   This stocky station-stocker thought me odd and off my rocker, Retorting with Read More
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montyake · 7 years
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"A Poem About Daffodils", published March 21, 2018 at 04:48PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com Daffodils aren’t daffy Nor so serious And not always so happy A bit like all of us   Happy Poetry Day 2018! Read More
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montyake · 7 years
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"News Transcript", published March 19, 2018 at 01:00PM :: ∩ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ∩ ~♥ Read and comment on this and many more works of Poetry, Prose, Plays, Publicity and Pulp at www.montyake.com
Similar to the Smash Mouth All Star brief from a year ago, we had to choose a song and write a short piece based on it. Can you guess which popular song from 2007 is the inspiration for this live reporter broadcast?
    Thank you, studio. I’m reporting live from a quiet suburb in Norwalk, where a community is in shock following the disappearance of local teenager Bryan McMullin a week ago.
Bryan has been missing since the night of Tuesday February 27th, when he was last seen by his girlfriend, ex-spelling bee champion April DiVino, at the Golf N’ Stuff mini-golf course, where the two had been enjoying their evening. DiVino has been cooperating with California Police, and has led the charge in attempts to find her missing beau.
The lead suspect in the case, who has not been seen since publicly denying all allegations at the weekend, is one Eva Baylene. This was Baylene’s statement, broadcast over KBIG-FM on the night of Saturday March 3rd:
No comment. I don’t know where Bryan is! No comment. Look, I don’t even know what you’re talking about. No comment. Anyway, how could I have even kidnapped anybody in the first place? I’m not even, like, strong enough to kidnap anybody. No comment.
Ms Baylene’s involvement was first suggested by DiVino, who took to MySpace and video sharing site YouTube to spread the word about McMullin’s disappearance, gather support, and also speak out against the accused. Here’s an audio clip taken from her video:
Eva has made a point of trying to get between me and Bryan; she’s always passing secret notes into his locker telling him to leave me and that he could apparently do so much better. It came to a point where she was promising to make me disappear, but now I’m just so scared that after rejecting her advances so many times, she has made him disappear.
The comments online have mostly been in support of DiVino’s claim, by fellow students who are familiar with Baylene’s erratic behaviour. One comment states, Ya, that Eva’s a real psycho. I walked in on her in the girl’s bathroom once and she was dancing by herself and singing about how [Bryan’s] ‘so delicious’, and how she’s going to make him ‘all mine’. Another commenter wrote, L-O-L knew that [b-word] be crazy. Wouldn’t want to be in April’s shoe’s right now. Cray to the max.
I have with me now Bryan McMullin’s neighbour, who does not wish to be named, but has agreed to talk with us regarding the disappearance. Thank you for joining us today.
:   Oh it’s my pleasure. I have a lot to s-
So you’re familiar with all parties involved?
:   Oh yeah! April’s always over the McMullin house; she’s such a nice girl, I just love them together.
And Ms Baylene?
:   Oh that girl? Oh no, I don’t know her personally, but me and Derrick – my husband, Derrick – we see her sneaking around their lawn all the time.
You see her spying on the couple?
:   Oh yeah, oh yeah. Two weeks back I see her carving something onto the tree in their front yard, I see her and I call for Derrick: DERRICK! DERRICK! And she hears me and she just, she runs.
Did you see what she’d carved into their tree?
:   Yeah! Come see, come look for yourself! Here it is! It says, Hey-hey! Brad-Brad! It’s your motherfucking princess–
Okay, I hope the studio was able to bleep that, ha ha. Ha. Well, okay, yes, sure. It seems like we’re going to have to stop it there. Thank you for your, uh, contribution.
:   Thank you!
This is Don Gilmore reporting live from Norwalk, California – back to you, studio! Read More
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