Review of a Twisted Mind, A Saturday Centus

The Saturday Centus challenges us to write a piece within 100 words, based on a prompt. I encourage you to jump aboard. Just click on the graphic above. It's great practice, and I've met wonderful peers this way. Plus, Jenny's our favorite teacher.

This week, our 50th, we are asked to review any of last week's posts. I'm typing quickly to post this before all the other harsh critics beat me to it. It's a matter of pride! So, here's a review of my last post, which is here. My sci-fi spoof series begins here.

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Review of a Twisted Mind

What the *bleep* was that? Writer (if you can call her that. I know I can't.) Robyn Alana Engel puts Spock and the sci-fi genre to shame. Her use of sexual innuendos throughout this entire series not only violates Ms. Matlock's "no risque writing" rule, but presents an outrageous affront to the sci-fi world. "Stick that tiny thing in already," Engel writes, with little Natashialovarita encouraging young Spock to more confidently explore new terrain. Thanks a lot,  Engel! We neither needed nor wanted an image of an emasculated Spock. Clearly, girlfriend, you have some pent-up sexual frustrations. I suggest you get professional help and other things you obviously need. But good lord, give Spock some hard earned relief. [By the way, James Earl Jones' narration was an acceptable touch. Astro Boy's performance was stellar, and Dora got lost in the role. Thus, there are a few redeeming qualities to Engel's work. Still, I recommend you stay lightyears from this twisted mind.]