Bad [Novella] From My Writing Past #2: Of Witches and Sausages
Once upon a time, I dreamed of evil burning sausages. Some dark sorcerer had come in and poisoned the sausages being cooked for a party, and as a result, the sausages became deadly little monsters, crawling all over the place and burning every living thing in their path. I had to use my magic powers (1) to elevate my mother, who was sleeping on a futon on the floor; (2) to create a sausage-killing brew, which I poured into some…