The Moon Howls

TREVOR HOBART You’re not leaving are ya?   SANDY FIELD You wouldn’t be too upset if I unwrapped my present at home, would ya?   TREVOR HOBART Yeah, no worries mate.   Trevor smiled. Sandy could see he wouldn’t stop his departure.   SANDY FIELD Thanks for a great night, mate.   TREVOR HOBART Good […]

  SANDY FIELD When wasn’t I?   Sandy answered her statement as though it was a question, incensed by her disrespect.   LILY BLUE No, no – you are. I’m just saying like, it’s impressive.   SANDY FIELD Yeah, how?   He half growled at her.   LILY BLUE There isn’t many that are still […]

  SANDY FIELD Thought this was my present?   Sandy refused.   TREVOR HOBART Yeah, fine, fair enough.   Trevor submitted. The bartender put their shots on the bar, and Trevor and his Lily downed them quick. Lily Blue took the opportunity to speak with her date.   LILY BLUE So, did you do a […]

  SANDY FIELD (To LILY BLUE.) So, you really know me, ay?   Sandy asked in a dimly sarcastic register.   LILY BLUE Yeah like, I know you were a famous comedian and that.   SANDY FIELD Still am, I reckon.   LILY RED Who wants shots?   Lily Red asked the group, Sandy shook […]

He named them, pointing first to the blonde by his side, then to the brunette by Sandy’s, making lavish hand gestures toward their dresses.   LILY RED Yeah, whatever you want.   Lily Red agreed with a smile, though Sandy caught her sharing a roll of the eyes with Lily Blue as Trevor turned around […]

Sandy finally broke his silence, asking softly to the woman on his arm.   THE WOMAN IN BLUE My name’s Lily.   SANDY FIELD (To THE WOMAN IN RED.) And what’s your name?   He asked louder, to the woman next to Trevor.   THE WOMAN IN RED My name’s Lily too.   For a […]

SANDY FIELD They both for me?   Sandy teased.   TREVOR HOBART Yeah, right mate. One’s for you, one’s for me. But I’ll give ya first pick.   The woman dressed in red was built like a robin, a puffed chest and a feathered behind, she was blonde, buxom, and had an amber complexion and […]

TREVOR HOBART No, shit no, mate.   SANDY FIELD Yeah, right. Fine. Ya got me. I get it. But c’mon, mate, ya could’ve at least given him a piece of paper for me to sign.   TREVOR HOBART I had nothing t’do with that, mate.   SANDY FIELD Bullshit.   TREVOR HOBART I’m serious.   […]

  SANDY FIELD Look, kid…   He said firm, a distinct irritation in his voice. Sandy Field was incensed. Signing an autograph was one thing but discussing his work with this wannabe was another thing completely. Over the years he rarely had time for other comedian’s advice, comedy was a personal thing and not for […]

in a nervous laugh to mask his manners, while Sandy scrawled his name.   SANDY FIELD There ya go.   Sandy passed the phone back to the youth, and turned to face his old friend.   What the fuck are you laughing at?   He asked with a wary temper.   TREVOR HOBART (Laughing.) Nah […]