TQR Confidential

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Gut's SOME SKETCHES OF COUNTRY LIFE gains Terminal access

Bonjour, Monsieur Gutierrez:

It's a fine thing to witness the steadiness of spirit required to submit a pretty bird for consideration by the delicate minds occupying the dank premises that serve as TQR Headquarters, Somewhere on Earth.

Merci, for your recent (and imagery strange) submission, Some Sketches of Country Life. Merci et merci.

The Dirty Monkey sits now on the window sill, tail twitching. Teeth chattering. I cannot see his eyes clearly from here but it appears to me that he may either be crying or about to faint. Probably, he will not sleep tonight for the nightmares evoked from my reading aloud from the text your cap, your tale of a Stick Man.

Oddity sticks to the tiles of The Floor here, Monsieur. After today, I can't help what may come, but you know that and you are no doubt prepared.

Now with my glass rainbow wand I do declare that Some Sketches of Country Life rises to a predicament of peril or praise meted in accordance with determinations deemed to either make sense or none at all by the frenzied folk freaking out in The Terminal.

Let's see what happens.

Merci for taking the chance on TQR.

Your restless reader,

G. DePlancher


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