So we all know Monksville is legendary for big fish stories – big muskies, big walleye, big smallmouths. Me and Gary, an old friend of mine, were out fishing one day in the spring. We were castin’ for muskies, pretty big crank bait, a six-inch crank bait at least, and all of the sudden boom, my hook caught and I’m like, “Gar’, I got a muskie!” So I start fightin’ it, next thing I know this fish comes barreling out of the water right next to the boat. It porpoises out of the water, the lure flies out of its mouth and hits the side of the boat. Me and Gary turn and look at each other as the fish goes back into the water. Oh my god, that was a fuckin’ smallmouth. That thing was two feet long if it was an inch. That’s an eight-pound bass, the most gigantic smallmouth I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Swimmin’ in Monksville.
This has been the fifteenth story from the first appendix of the book The Monksville Chronicles. Here is everything you need to know about it:
The Monksville Chronicles
- A novel about storytelling
- Book stats:
– 276 pages
– 72,749 words
– The Here and Now | I
– The Sandbox | 0.5
– Revision Date: July 20, 2021
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