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The Kind Cloud Farm Rebellion(Day 10)
a novel (a page a day for as long as it takes)
Week 1, Day 8, Day 9
*This was the very first novel I wrote. I started it in 1999 and finished the first draft in 2003. After several years of failed attempts to shop it around to literary agents and publisher I finally gave up. I still think it is a good first novel, so I’ve decided to share it here on Medium. Enjoy!
Chapter 3 (page 10)
“If he doesn’t show just leave it in the kitchen. He can get in through the doggy door when he gets hungry if Jackson doesn’t eat it first. I’d use the dry food. That’ll slow Jackson down a little.”
“Understood, why don’t we go over to Phil and work out the details,” Geezer said pointing to the brightly colored School bus parked in front of the bar.
The school bus was a modern wonder to Yuma. The commune called it Phil, short for Philosophy of Love, and treated it like a living member of Kind Cloud Farm. Once a year it received a new paint job more wild and vibrant than the year before. Mechanically, it was a true engineering marvel. In the mid-seventies Phil’s old diesel engine had been over-hauled and modified to run on a combination of soy bean oil and electricity by Kind Cloud Farm’s resident environmental engineer and handy man Tedro. The fact that the exhaust smelled…
