Rabbits (Rabbits, #1)

by Terry Miles

Some true stories are easier to accept if you can convince yourself that at least part of them are fictional. This is one of those stories.

Normally at least half the crowd sticks around for an informal Q&A, which is when I’d finally share some of the stories I’d heard about Hazel or a number of other infamous Rabbits players, but there was a midnight screening of Donnie Darko at The Grand Illusion Cinema in about twenty minutes. The Venn diagram of people interested in Rabbits and in Richard Kelly’s sci-fi thriller from 2001 is essentially just a circle.

IF YOU LISTEN CAREFULLY, YOU CAN TOTALLY HEAR THE RHUBARB

I love the rain; you can hide in it.

It was the day I discovered the building with the missing floor.

“You know Rabbits is all about connections,”

“Pigeons, foxes, and turtles use Earth’s magnetic field to navigate the world. Cattle align themselves in accordance with it, and dogs as well, when they defecate.” “I’m sorry, but what do defecating dogs have to do with magical pathways to heaven and hell?”