Take a million monkeys, put 'em at a million typewriters, give 'em a million years, and supposedly you end up with "War and Peace", or "Hamlet", or some such ... We wanted a million, but could only get licenses and collars for ten thousand, so if you're willing to sacrifice Shakespeare for Jackie Collins ... read on.

So, we've gathered together as many monkeys as we could find ... put 'em at as many computers as we could find (c'mon it's the year 2001 right?!?) and set 'em to work.

This is their collected work to date. So far so good ... maybe someday we'll put something together even that Tolstoy guy would like ... ya think?

ANYWAY, we're always looking for feedback, more monkeys to chain to the ... ahem ... put to work creating the words, images, and sounds to fill our ... pages(?), and mostly people to read, listen to, and look at the results of this grand experiment ...

Please pass us on ... please let us know what you think ... and if you have a little monkey at home wasting its time doing nothing for you ... let us know. We'll tell you how to put 'em to work for the greater good!

MONKEYS of the world UNITE!

MONKEY#1

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Dead Hour

At about 4am when you just got to sleep at 12am, for the billionth night in a row, the world seems like a lucid dream. It is dark. What light there is, swims around on blurry eyes. The late night and early morning meet at this time every day.

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Off World Blues

So, I’ve started opening my sets with "Motherless Child" lately. Not much of a Blues standard I realize, but it’s seeming more and more appropriate these days you know? I mean, I’m such a "long way from home" I couldn’t even point to it in the night sky.

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Witch Ember

"Poor little witch girl," Esmeree’s accomplice sneers. His Brackish burr rattles through the darkness of the mine. She crouches lower, pressing her back hard against the unfinished stone. Coal dust sifts through her hair, invading eyes, nose, and mouth. She resists the increasing urge to cough or brush it away and hugs her small Palpi scimitar closer to her belly. She can hear him shuffle through the dirt as he feels his way towards her in the darkness.

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