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If you're here, it's probably night. You can see a window from where you sit, and the window is dark. Who really knows what's outside?

I write. If you read, we've just made a connection.

SENTENCE is the forest you fall asleep into.

I created SENTENCE back in 1998 as a way of letting readers know a little bit more about me. Here you'll find about a dozen of my stories, the complete text of my novel Father Figure, essays of mine, videos I've made, photographs I've shot, a decade and a half of my on-line diary entries, some of my favorite recipes, and much, much more. I don't fear plagiarism. Ideas can be stolen-- a simile, a description, a plot, a joke-- but that will happen regardless of the medium in which your luggage is left alone on the airport floor. The truth is, fear of plagiarism is fear of readership. To be plagiarized is never fatal. What is more important is to be read. Because if it's in a box, and no one but you knows about the storms raging through the paragraphs, the footsteps plodding soggily down the sentences, water dripping off the rims of words, that's the biggest shame of all. A fizzle. Because the real achievement of writing is not the writing. The real achievement of writing is someone else reading the writing.

SENTENCE started as an island. Over the years, its accumulated bulk, added to each month, became a continent.

Art is an invitation to go inside someone else's mind. To see our world as they see it. SENTENCE is my mind.

I've been published in America, Canada, England, Ireland, India and Australia in a wide variety of genre and literary magazines and anthologies. My fiction has been called "graphically morbid". My writings are not for everyone. Are they for you? Find out.

I'm glad you came. I just lit a cigarette. I just poured Merlot. I hope you enjoy your exploration.

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"All was chaos, that is, earth, air, water, and fire were mixed together; and out of that bulk a mass formed-- just as cheese is made out of milk-- and worms appeared in it, and these were the angels."

-- Domenico Scandella, 1599 (Two years before being burned at the stake).



cat-strated
may 1, 2015


Like some writers, I occasionally create something not intended for publication. I just write it for my own enjoyment, or the enjoyment of someone I love.

And that's what "Cat-strated" is.

I happened upon it recently in my files, while I was looking for something else, and I thought, why not share it? As an example of something written that wasn't originally meant for publication.

It does require some background information.

We have a number of cats. When Mary created her own website, Mary's World, about fifteen years ago, she decided as a part of that website to feature our cats in different adventures (in my favorite adventure, Rudo is elected President of the United States. It's pretty elaborate.)

In another series, Mary decided to feature Rudo as a rapper. We even created a fake CD for him, with wraparound cover and song list. It was a lot of fun.

I came up with some of the song titles, and one evening when I was deciding what story to write next, I remembered the song list, and decided to create the actual lyrics for one of the songs, "Cat-strated" (which I imagine would be one of Rudo's signature rap hits, a lot of paws getting raised in the dark audience once the opening chords were played.)

So here you have it, folks. The lyrics to one of Rudo's biggest hits.

Cat-strated

Cat-strated
That's how the Man play it
don't want to say it, can't okay it,
but hey that's the way the Man today slay it.

In my hood, feeling good,
doing what I know I should
Here come the Man, got a plan,
I almost ran but got me in the van
to the vet, got it all set,
gotta get, bad bet,
never smoke another cigarette.

Now I'm lighter, but still a fighter, see a dog
gonna duke 'em, nuke 'em,
In a bad mood, it was so rude,
from such a crude dude.

Let the vet get
Let the vet get sued
Let the vet get
Let the vet get booed.

No satisfaction 'til I see my food.

Look down, hook it, gotta book it,
Look like the vet get, 'cause he took it
Missin' pissin', can't be kissin'
Got me dissin', no reminiscin'.

Cat-strated
That's how the Man play it
don't want to say it,
ain't gonna spray it,
but hey that's the way the Man today play it.

Don't be piled, don't be too wild,
Wantcha mild, wantcha defiled,
Be a pee-in-the-box child,
filed in the pile
for an extra mile on the Nile
with the speed dial.

Now I'm lighter, but still a fighter, see a dog
gonna duke 'em, nuke 'em,
In a bad mood, it was so rude,
from such a crude dude.

Let the vet get
Let the vet get sued
Let the vet get
Let the vet get booed.

No satisfaction 'til I see my food.



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