Thursday, October 22, 2009

Mallory crawls on

It is a Quilly day. Time to take Quilly’s three words for the day and write a story.Today we have three words from Quilly Click on the word for a definition:

The 3WT #33 words will be: maleolent; xenization; & pigritude.
All of Quilly's words may be found HERE

Detective Mallory sat in his office head in hand. His friend Josh had been indicted and now the local paper was calling for a quick trial. The entire episode had a maleolent feel about it. There had been no pigritude on the part of his men or himself but still he had made no breakthrough . One might even dare to say he didn’t have a clue. He was missing something. He had to be.
That’s when he had one of those light bulb moments. “Motive” he thought. “ Where’s the motive? If somebody was out to frame Josh what was their motive?”
He went down to the jail to question Josh. He explained to Josh that this was an official questioning and he could have his lawyer present if he desired.
Josh explained that he didn’t have a lawyer yet. He was going to have to sell his house to get a good lawyer. He went on to say he should have sold it when investment broker Hudson Smith offered him twice as much as it was worth. Now he would be lucky to get full value out of it.
Mallory immediately asked when the offer had been made for the house and was told three weeks before all this nonsense began. He had called every day for a week hoping Josh would change his mind.
Then Judge Woody called and told him they might have to condemn his place for some legal reason or another. Josh told him he would take his chances in court.
Mallory then asked if anybody else was interested in the house. Josh said that the bank President himself had called saying it was the ideal place for a summer house and offering him more than Hudson Smith.
At the end of the questioning Mallory felt better . In fact for the first time in weeks he lost his feeling of xenization.

To be continued next Thursday


And of course with Quilly's words comes the required quivel.
There is poetry which a few people do well.
Then there is poetic drivel which is more fun and has its own experts.
But below them all is Quivel
Remember to write quivel you must write something that looks like a poem, any style , but is so bad that if it was printed in a book of poetry a true poetic zoilist would tear it out and burn it.
In other words if it contains Quilly's words and looks like a really bad poem it is really good Quivel. Here then is today's quivel.

The final road to death is one of xenization.
The thought of which leads to frustration
It is not pigritude that pulls you down
Wrapped in a maleolent hospital gown
Your mind now filled with divagations
Living on hitonious inter-venous rations
It would be risable, it really would
If laugh through the pain we could
Murklins we move ourselves along
Until we hear the mellifluous song
Then comes the isangelous voice
Alone no more we rejoice.

Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.


Anonymous said...

Well progress is being made. Good for Mallory. I'm really enjoying this. A quivel on death. "Living on hitonious inter-venous rations" No truer words were said :)

Susan at Stony River said...

'Didn't have a clue', ROFL -- but glad to see he's back on track!

What a quivel; good heavens. I'd tell you how wonderful I found it, but with it being a quivel---I don't wish to insult it by finding it good...uhmm.... Ok, I'll just *secretly* enjoy it, while publicly declaring it to be very bad indeed.

anthonynorth said...

We're getting somewhere now. The story is now going into full gear.

SouthLakesMom said...

Oh, Oh, Oh! What's buried in the basement?

quilly said...

Oh, finally a light! I was beginning to despair. I feared Mallory would never find a lose thread to pull!

Akelamalu said...

I couldn't leave a comment on your 55 for some reason Dr. John - just wanted to say how much I look forward to reading them and you never let me down - fabulous!!