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There and back again

Just got back home to the Secret Hideout O’Doom. It’s been quite a trip. Thursday, 7 Sep: Leave St. Louis at 4pm, to Joplin, MO (280 miles) Friday, 8 Sep: Joplin, MO to Tucumcari, NM (650 miles) Saturday, 9 Sep: … Continue reading

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Fear And Loathing On The Road To Motorcycle Maintenance With Charley

So… the Caribbean cruise isn’t happening, due to Hurricane Irma. Instead, my roommate and I are going on a quest to seek out the bones of America–well, okay, we’re going to get on Interstate 44, going West.  We don’t have … Continue reading

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A View From A Depth

[I wrote this piece for a flash fiction anthology.  Since it was rejected for that, I’m going to share it here.] “Hey, what’s going on?” “Hmmm? Oh, nothing. Just clearing the boards.” “You’ve got something on your mind.” “I’m tired, … Continue reading

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A Walk To The Edge Of The World

O, spirit, I can feel you watching me. The voice that speaks from the sky–the Nar Attor–said that one would be sent to watch over me. I am Thangorr, of the Grey Mountain People.  Have you heard of us? No? … Continue reading

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Wonder Woman

Let’s forget about the “superhero” universe for a minute. Let’s not worry about continuity and connectivity and just look at this film as a film, as if it exists all by itself.  Okay? Now, that’s easy for me, since I … Continue reading

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A Mary Sue Ain’t Nothing But A Sandwich

It’s not uncommon for the same subject to come up on several of the writer’s groups that I follow at the same time, which I attribute to a kind of Fortian/Jungian mass unconscious, although it’s more likely because there’s a … Continue reading

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On the midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away

This past weekend I went to Springfield, Missouri.  It’s on the opposite corner of the state from my home in St. Louis, but Missouri is one of those medium size states in the middle of the country.  It takes me … Continue reading

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