Actually it’s the Bolugi Bay Company: Theatrical Society, Literary Salon, and Softball Team, Inc.
All of us either grew up or got older together in Bolugi Bay. Some were here from the start and some joined us later. But we’ve been acting in the Riddler barn for over thirty years now and playing summer softball down at Oxley field.
Jonathon Brewster, our most frequent director, asked a stray, but meaningful, question one night after rehearsal, at Furioso’s Cellar Door, our usual hangout, owned by the wildly charming and naturally comedic Farlop Spondulinni. We found out that just about every one of our company has written on the sly, in and out of character, in some way or other. It was only a matter of time, then, until this publication came to be. Bill Thirdson, with years of local newspaper writing and editing behind him, was chosen to be the editor of this endeavor.
These, then, are the Papers of the Bolugi Bay Company. They do not exist, yet, in real paper form, unless you print them out, or unless a publisher deems to print them in entirety, but if we had done this many years ago it would have been a monthly or quarterly journal of extremely limited circulation, and much more limited geographic attraction. Now that a medium has come to fulfill the needs of Bolugi Bay’s creative types these stories will be read by any who find them online, appreciate them, and respond to them. Perhaps there will still be a tiny circulation, but perhaps that will be now not so geographically curtailed.
Feel free to respond to our editor and his writers to ask for more, but remember - we DO NOT ACCEPT SUBMISSIONS. This is a publication open only to Bolugi Bay Company members and invited guests. Installments will be posted as they get done, not before. We figure, if we start it we will finish it, somehow, sooner or later. Like Dickens, we’re not sure where we’re going or how long anything will be but it will be fun for us and, as we very much hope, enjoyable for our readers, as we continue the serials.
In the words of the narrator of our first serialized novel:
“Bolugi Bay is a sweet gouge in the upper middle of California’s long coastline. It is a gentle curve, though ruggedly beautiful. Jutting up offshore is a round rock, probably the long dormant dome of an extinct volcano. It rises a hundred feet above the sea line, today lying calmly like an inverted bowl left upset by the quickly departing titans of an era before humans."