Mock Man Press

As usual, I’m 90% satisfied. Only two pages left to go, and I’m so enjoying this. Readers of the story will notice that this page contains made-up original text, which was partially stolen from/inspired by the Lament for Ur, an ancient Mesopotamian poem of despair. I wrote/modified a few more verses, but in the end I trimmed it down to the basics.

I’m on track to have “The Doom That Came to Sarnath” finished before the New Year! I hope you’re all having a wonderful holiday season and a cozy winter. Perhaps even now you’re sitting in front of a warm fire, sipping some hot cocoa or cider… but are you sipping it from THIS MUG???

That’s right! I’ve made a special batch of Mock Man mugs!! They’re 10 oz. diner-style mugs, thicker, stouter and comelier than ordinary cheap-ass coffee mugs. I was inspired by the cool mugs I got from the place I go every other day to work, Herkimer Coffee in Seattle. The “Recumbent Mock Man” design is intended to summon up thoughts of the Dreamlands, so for maximum efficacy, this mug should be used to drink noncaffeinated beverages, althoughy possibly if you drink enough caffeine through it you’ll enter some kind of caffeine-coma trance, and get to the same place by going the long way ’round. A word of warning: I take no responsibility if your dreams take you to some horrible nightmare realm, like on the Plateau of Leng being force-fed rarebit cheese until you’re fat enough to be made into kebab.

In short, if you’re interested in getting a mug with a mock man on it, I have a bunch of mugs to sell you and, unless you order it super late in the day, I’ll mail them out the same day they’re ordered! ‘Till then, please come back in a few days for the next page — the penultimate page — of “The Doom That Came to Sarnath”!