NOTE: This is the introduction to a book I'm working on. It's sorta-kinda-maybe based on semi-true facts. To a degree. Any similarity to a real person will be so fictionalized as to be unrecognizable - except to those who know who it's supposed to be, that is. Still deciding if this will be written for adolescents or possibly for young adults on up. Depends on how things go in the story. - Dave
Intro
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| Legend of the Cookie Monster |
Deep in the Hill Country of Texas, a monster lurks. Oh, not your typical brutish fiend like Dracula or the Wolfman. No, this one is more of an annoyance than a terror. Well, perhaps not in everybody’s eyes. Those who have encountered it seem mixed in their reactions and perceptions. But opinion defines more often than fact.
You see, this monster has a name. Not one given to it by its mother at birth, but one that describes what it is, and its typical victim - as it were. And that name is - the Cookie Monster.
Now, despite the label, it doesn’t just go after cookies. Anything with sugar - the more the better - is likely to meet with an untimely demise. Nothin’ left but a scatter of crumbs, or juices puddlin’ on the floor where the beast devoured the sweet.
I’m not here to judge the creature. We all have a hankerin’ for a nice sugary dessert now and then - myself included. Can’t blame the poor thing for giving in to temptation time and time again. Hell, I know when I was a child, I sometimes wished I were the Cookie Monster myself. No more broccoli or green beans for me. Give me chocolate cake and ice cream for every meal and I’d be happier than a June bug in July!
Yes, the Cookie Monster has been around for quite a long time. My grampa told me stories when I was but a boy. As I grew older, I began to think his tales were as tall as a the state capitol building. But lately, I learned I’m not the only one who heard talk of this critter.
And then I met folks who swore they’d seen it with their own two eyes.
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