I have no other words. Honest. Because I have never. In my life. Read anything so weird and yet so entertaining.
That’s how I describe Alan Ryker’s short story (It’s a play, actually.). The one with the title I totally can’t pronounce.
At first it’s like falling down a rabbit whole. Reading the Jabberwocky. It makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. And then it does.
And while you’re at it, Alan’s got an interesting post up on his blog where he talks about why he made it a play instead of a novella. Why Make It A Play?