1272. Mad as a meat axe

Angus was as mad as a meat-axe. He believed, he really did, that he was the reincarnation of John the Baptist. Not exactly “reincarnation” but more that he was from a planet somewhere in the Sirius region and the aliens from there controlled our world and sent the occasional prophetic figure to enhance Planet Earth. He was one of them.

His daughter, Mami, conceived not so much accidentally but more out of ignorance in a what-is-going-on moment, was the “reincarnation” of Cleopatra.

Angus also wrote novels – frantically, furiously. His sister, Clarissa, used to gather the novels up and publish them under her own name. It propelled her to near-the-top echelon of the English-speaking writers of the 22nd century. Thank goodness her brother was mad as a meat-axe and unaware of his sister’s deceit.

Then Angus died; or rather was taken back to his planet near Sirius. After that, Clarissa had writer’s block for years.

11 thoughts on “1272. Mad as a meat axe

  1. umashankar

    If only Angus, or Mami, had a better what-was-going-on moments on the planet Earth populated with Clarissa and her likes. In the inevitable twist, the relationship between madmen and writing blocks is established with a clinical precision.

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        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          I usually post a poem every Thursday (or in fact that day of the week for that month that the first of that month falls on) and I have nothing for next Thursday (in a day’s time). I was thinking of trying to write about writer’s block but nothing’s happening…

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          1. umashankar

            I apologise for the incontinence. Mentioning a disease such as that, even if its existence is in doubt, on Weave a Web is sacrilege. I don’t subscribe to the idea either. It is more a general disillusionment with existence that grips me at times and writing takes a back seat.

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