http://www.parodyblog.org "Guess who?" Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:12:27 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Gosh, it's been much too long since any of us posted here!  Here's a link by way of apology; the Lord of the Rings by other authors. http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=10 Three parodies here: the situation (several writers fit this) the characters (just one, of course) one of the quotes Not all are books. The Rushdie hooked the crippled Mahomet 496 with her main tractor beam, and as Captain Andrey led the boarders through the boarding tube he cried in his great ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=9 This is probably too easy: Angloa felt a gentle tingling sensation as she sank into the richly defined armchair. The room itself was rather patchy, but through the French window she could see a magnificent oak tree and verdant lawns, in which a croquet lawn was a predominant feature. Piers Singsmyle ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=7 ...but for now I'm not parodying Alfred Bester. Who do you think this one might be meant to be? Angelica sat on the metal seat. Outside, Piotr paced back and forth as he negotiated the terms of their release, but it was unlikely that the orbiting forces were their ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=6 I didn't originally intend to keep using the same scene for this blog, but I've been a bit blocked over Christmas - so here's a nice easy one for you, in a setting that will seem somehow... familiar. Angela sank back gratefully into the armchair, and wrapped herself around a thoughtful ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=5 Keeping things nice and easy, here's a second one: Angel sat back in her chair, watching the Russian pace the dark and somehow monstrous terrace in his hideously antique clothing. Outside, the eldritch wind howled, bringing to her mind the mindless piping of flutes at the universe's dark heart, ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=4 For the first post, a nice easy one: Angel sat back in her chair. Through her mirrorshades she watched the Russian pace the balcony. As he spoke into his phone, a gust of wind blew through the doors to her - rotting chrome and burnt neon. She shivered. The ... http://www.parodyblog.org/?p=3