It’s the ants against the humans in book three of Mark Brook’s ANTICS.
The Agency Bull-Fighter
Dancing around the bull.
Dancing around the bull.
Man’s Best Friend has a Lesson for You
What could Noddy possibly be trying to tell us?
What could Noddy possibly be trying to tell us?
Where and What is MothWorld?
The continuing tales of Tony the Ant finds Tony coming to MothWorld for the first time
The continuing tales of Tony the Ant finds Tony coming to MothWorld for the first time
Book Preview: Balants
Mark Brook's tale is all a matter of belief upon story-woven-into-story.
Mark Brook’s tale is all a matter of belief upon story-woven-into-story.
Dimwit of New Scotland Yard
Mark Brook uses humor and swift style to highlight the madness within the corruption of the B.S.E. crisis.
Mark Brook uses humor and swift style to highlight the madness within the corruption of the B.S.E. crisis.
Have a Look at These Antics
Mark Brook's 'Antics' explains through a surprising approach why the conservation of our planet is not only desirable, it's critical.
Mark Brook’s ‘Antics’ explains through a surprising approach why the conservation of our planet is not only desirable, it’s critical.
A Shaggy Dog’s Tale
Moral of the story: Be happy.
Moral of the story: Be happy.
Infinity of Emptiness
Filling the hole in this strange life.
Filling the hole in this strange life.
Are You a Free Spirited Man?
To be a bee.
To be a bee.
Bright Lord, Dark Lord, Demon Dogs: 2014 or 2041?
I just had a call from the Lord of the Bright Side, he is not very happy.
I just had a call from the Lord of the Bright Side, he is not very happy.
Music, Sweet Music
Had a bit of a strange start to the day.
Had a bit of a strange start to the day.
Noddy’s’ Tail: A Shaggy-Dog Story
This is Noddy, tonight he is daring to outstay his non-welcome in the Bar.
This is Noddy, tonight he is daring to outstay his non-welcome in the Bar.
Climbing Mountains ‘Because I am Hungry’
I don’t know how long I’d been dead for, it seemed like an Eternity yet equally could have been five minutes ago, difficult to tell.
I don’t know how long I’d been dead for, it seemed like an Eternity yet equally could have been five minutes ago, difficult to tell.
Climbing Mountains: The Lost Eight Days
The clouds parted and I saw the size of the mountain.
The clouds parted and I saw the size of the mountain.
Climbing Mountains: Day Eight and Summit
Eternity on the peak.
Eternity on the peak.