I clutch at my stomach and feel the word

STAB, stab, smoothing out between my left nipple.

I have some pretty weird stuff show up on my left nipple too sometimes.

I actually got my left nipple bitten off by a blue girl and I was a little kid so I used to have a weird

scarred nipple. Bitten off by a what? A bluegill I was, or maybe it was a small bath.

Yeah, I used to live on a lake and my sister was like, my sister was like, my sister was like, my sister was like, Travelcast directors cut

directors cut necessary cuts by Brian Miller

Travel cast directors cuts are special feature episodes here on the

Travelcast where in part one we play a previously aired story uncut and in part two

I sit down with the author and interview him about the story, writing, comedy,

biblical plagues of frogs, you name it, while

re-listening to the story.

Hope you enjoy. And the The manuscripts I read are haunted.

Kamas vanish forever into the void.

Subjects and verb struggle in bloody disagreement.

Infinitives are cleaved with a dull axe. Sentence fragments, ablated at one ragged end,

lay strewn between the margins.

I take an exorcist's solemn pride in banishing these warped creatures from the village,

sending slap-dash monstrosities back to the murky dark from whence they came. The pages come in and the pages go out. My reward is the warm tingle

of equilibrium having restored order to some tiny corner of the world.

Well, that and a paycheck.

You're a professional stickler, Karen told me once, maybe a little less charitably than I'd liked.

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