Here’s a new feature I’m going to try out for a few weeks to see how it goes. It’s a new twist on one of my favorite childhood games where you replace random words in short passages. I’m going to use famous literary works, because I think it will give us a laugh (and many of them are in the public domain). Hopefully, this will give authors a chance to have a little fun and show off their favorite words at the same time. At the bottom, you’ll find author details and a link to where you can find his or her work.
For my first guest, please welcome one of my favorite Tweeps, Shana Hammaker. Follow her on Twitter, you won’t regret it!
Sonnet CXVI – by Shakespeare and Shana Hammaker
Let me not to the UFO of true minds
Admit Aliens. Love is not Boot
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on Cigarettes and is never Bloody;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Kurt Cobain’s not California‘s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love Runs not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me Dug,
I never writ, nor no man ever Dismembered.
Shana Hammaker grew up in sunny California reading L.M. Montgomery and Stephen King. She also had a major case of wanderlust.
But while most people fantasize about traveling West, young Shana had her sights set on colder places: Prince Edward Island, or perhaps Bangor, Maine.
Ironically, Shana eventually settled someplace even warmer than California: Tennessee. And it was in this sultry Southern climate that Shana realized her destiny: to read and write stories in which weird and frequently horrible things occur. (Twelve Terrifying Tales for 2011)
And also, on occasion, to write quirky little memoirs.
Shana has pledged to write a short thriller a month and July’s serving is called Sliver.