A Day in the Life of Bestselling Author Trent Lewin (aka Let Us Pray)

No actual water coolers were harmed in the creation of this story… Or were they? It’s not talking, but I thought it had a rather self-satisfied glow to it at the end of the story.

Trent Lewin

Wake up.

There’s a dirty diaper pressed against my nostril.  I inhale.

The coffee’s full of snails.  I drink.

For a brief glimmering moment, the computer tells me that Le Clown has posted something new.  Scratch head.  Must think of a clever comment to impress him.  End up writing “yeah fuck yeah!”  Clown does not seem impressed.  Weebles, however, dances with glee and espouses about my mediocre brilliance.  My morning is made.

On the way to work, I rap at the top of my lungs.  An itch that has some weird venereal connotation almost runs me off the road.  I stop the car.  I get out.  I scraaaatch.  The fog is lifting off Canada-land.  Home of the beavers.  Home of Trent P. Lewin.  That’s right, bitches.  Trent P. Lewin.  This is my hood, and I’m a mean motherfucking rapper yo.

At the Starbucks, I consider the nefarious practice of product…

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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7 Responses to A Day in the Life of Bestselling Author Trent Lewin (aka Let Us Pray)

  1. Heartafire says:

    love this Susan!

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    What fun! Thanks for introducing us to Trent.

  3. Rhonda says:

    satisfied glow? ROFL….hahaha. this northern bro is a treasure eh sfam?

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