I HAVE AMBITIONS OF BECOMING A BACTERIA....

Reprinted with the author's permission: an email received from the uberkid himself, Jasoni Fischerio:

At a recent writing group I was accused of having "Lee Battersby Disease". I should explain, I tendered a story for critting in which the protagonist is immortal and has supernatural powers etc, and this one bloke drew a long bow and compared Raoul the minotaur to Father Muerte (apples and oranges anyone?). I told him I actually knew you personally. Insert uncomfortable awkward pause......

By which I can only assume that Lee Battersby Disease makes your story middle-aged, overweight, and yet beguilingly handsome :)