THE MARVIN CHRONICLES

By: ROBERT ALLEN LUPTON

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Here’s the first book of Marvin, a cigar-smoking, hard drinking, time traveling rascal of a pixie with the moral standards of a rabbit in heat. He’s been sentenced by the King of the Pixies to help people who the king wants helped. At best, Marvin is a conscripted agent completing his assignments with the help of his magic snot and a large red fairy named Grandma. At worst, well, let’s just say that you wouldn’t want to meet him at his worst.

I started writing these five years ago. I considered including his stories in some of my earlier book collections, but Marvin insisted that if he didn’t get his own damn book, things would go badly for me.

I told him I’d think about it. That day the milk went sour, pigeons moved onto my roof, and my sprinkler system turned itself on whenever I went into the yard.

I promised him his own damn book. Here it is. These are his adventures as told by the people he was assigned to help. If there’s anything spelled wrong or even if the stories contradict each other sometimes, in my defense, the little snot-nosed bastard looked over my shoulder the entire time and he never shut up.

The character, Marvin, was originally inspired by my maternal grandfather, Marvin Royce Campbell, electrician, professional athlete, and, like the pixies who appear in this book, he was a pixie in his soul. Marvin’s wife, Inez, was inspired by my maternal grandmother, Inez Seaborn Campbell. The two of them survived World War One, the Spanish flu, the Roaring Twenties, the Great Depression, and the Second World War. They not have really been magic, but they were magical to me.