Category Archives: The Case Of The Missing Self

As Phaorette came to the table, Mons Gullet, the presumably depraved monster-gentleman, also approached from another angle. Cadbury Fife stood as the two approached, then, as they reached the table, he stepped backwards in a reverse-bow motion. Gullet: [Taking Cadbury’s … Continue reading →

The pier at Longing Lake was an extended, narrow construction of rickety wood leading out to a wide, round, raised plateau. Phaorette Muhajerin approached the pier with some trepidation. Walking wasn’t especially her thing, and this pier looked like it … Continue reading →

Cadbury sits on the private balcony of Cadbury’s Detective Agency, alone. A beautiful, yet somehow disturbing sight. Cadbury: People are toxic to the human condition. He raised a glass of GJ and swooshed it. Cadbury: This is an idea that is only … Continue reading →

Jeb Smithikins: This whiskey is too wet! Cadbury: Jeb makes a good point, but he’s pointing at it the wrong way. Cadbury was in a position that was precisely halfway between standing and sitting. It may have seemed strange except … Continue reading →

Cadbury: In any case, let me now give a grand speech on The Case Of The Missing Self. A mild rustling around the table indicated a modest increase in the general level of attention being paid. Cadbury: The problem with … Continue reading →

It is 7AM, The alarm goes off like a shot, And I explode out of bed, Across the room, And turn the noise off with a button. I am in command of this day. My alarm has no snooze function, … Continue reading →

Cadbury: So we hear that Ted Fudd is a Fisherman. The Detection Party had reached its mellow spot. People were seated at their tables, eating, clinking things, shuffling napkins and shuffling other more obtuse items that had been tirelessly laid … Continue reading →

Cellos and saxophones beat each other up against the wall of rustling created by hundreds of unsettled guests. The light from the opened door glared into their eyes, the writhing dancers slithered into their minds, and the flashing screen announcements … Continue reading →

Down the stairs came a striped pair of legs. Impressive legs, robust yet cultured, bearing a staunch yet fashionable gait. Gullet: Representative Piper. From behind the Representative emerged a companion who seemed more concerned about the process of walking than … Continue reading →