Why a willipaq Two?
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Lost in Willipaq started life as a handful of Internet downloads. Three years and 8000 downloads later, the citizenry of the book were clamoring to leave this humble website and head out on their own. Now they are in a trade paperback: rewritten, updated and with well over 120 extra pages. The print version weighs in at sixteen stories plus a novelette and three essays—92,000 words and 256 pages.
Our mother was called to claim her husband's bodiless head. She picked out a handsome stone of speckled gray Vermont granite for the resting place of what was left of her late husband. “Lost in Willipaq,” read the stone. Willipaq was the name of the small Maine town where David, our father, died. There was a mix-up and our father's body had been cremated by mistake. They still had the head however, neatly tagged and in a box.
—Klein, the Clone from Lost in Willipaq 2
Many of the tales of Willipaq 2 will be old friends―you have read them on your computer. And here's a Web extra: if having the author murmur in your ear matches up with your idea of the total reading experience, click on the Free Reads link above.
“YO, BABE!” a man's voice blared at Grenadine McKenzie, “SURPRISE, YOU'RE PREGNANT.” The face digitized, fell apart, then reassembled itself. A line of empty pixels ran across a tanned chin. One eye twitched. “Gotta go. Kissy-kissy.”
― E Pluribus Human from Lost in Willipaq 2
seven new stories plus a novelette
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—E Pluribus Human, The Red Sneaker Zones, The Song of the Rice Barge Coolie, The Year They Invented Frozen Lemonade, Scope Virgin, Dead Man in the Yard and The Runaway Bungalow, a novelette:
“Arrgh! See me neck, lad?” The pirate's head hung at a grotesque angle from where the long executioner's knot had settled at the base of his skull. Theophrastus Bigelow was a big man—the weight of his fall through the executioner's trap had broken his neck but had not killed him immediately. He lifted a ten-kilo strand of gold chains to reveal his scars. “Admirable, what-oh?” Bigelow succumbed to gales of laughter. “I didn't die from the drop; I swung and strangled, me laddy-buck. Whadda ye think o' that?”
“I think it's rather nice that you didn't die all at once,” Randy said.—The Runaway Bungalow from Lost in Willipaq 2
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