FRIDAY FICTION: But It’s…It’s Saturday…
The Fictionmonger is playing chess with…himself. After a time, the Editor finds him, alone. He then rushes in and takes a seat in front of him. MONGER: What are you—? THE EDITOR: Don’t ask questions, just pay close attention. The Monger looks left, then right, then leans in. MONGER: Where have you been? THE EDITOR: Making a TV series. Not…
