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A waist-deep wade into “The Two Revolvers Saga”, a Post-Apocalyptic Western Series
The Two Revolvers Saga is not something I intended from the beginning, although the response from readers has been the primary source of fuel when deciding to expand upon the lore and the man that is Rancid Mahoney, a character … Continue reading
Posted in Blood and Whiskey, mental processing, post-apocalypse, projects, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged blog, blogging, book series, books, civilization, cowboys, end of the world, epic, future, journal, mantra, morals, philosophy, pirates, post-apocalypse, saga, science fiction, scifi, series, thoughts, truth, western, writer, writing
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Dangling in the breeze, you know, like all the rotten sacks do…
Chinaski, Chinaski, Chinaski. Somebody dig this man up from his grave and slap him across his rotten face, tell him enough with the horse track poems, tell him they’re bad, real bad! They’re real bad, Hank, if I have to … Continue reading
Posted in Blood and Whiskey, Book reviews, mental processing, projects, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged blog, blogging, books, boxing, Bukowski, chinaski, fighting, future, hank, hankchinaski, journal, life, patrick moore, reviews, the good fight, truth, work, writing
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Steinbeck never saw this one coming
“New Veronia”, the debut novel from M. S. Coe, is a demented, other-dimensional parallel to “Of Mice and Men”, dipped in a boiling hot vat of skinhead blood, and then fried in whatever baby oil concoction Hulk Hogan uses to … Continue reading
Posted in Blood and Whiskey, Book reviews, Uncategorized
Tagged author, blogging, books, coming of age, female writers, high school, real writing, reviews, teenage years, truth, woman writers
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“This was the year that I fell in love with a tornado…”
Do stick figures dream of a third dimension? If they do, that dream springs forth from the creative mind-womb of Julian Porter in the form of his debut novella Hibakusha Don’t Eat Pop-tarts. On the surface, which is not completely … Continue reading
Posted in Blood and Whiskey, Book reviews
Tagged blog, blogging, book review, books, cats, coming of age, girls, growing up, Hibakusha Don't Eat Pop-tarts, journal, julian porter, life, literature, musings, people, review, thoughts, truth, update, whiskey, writing
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Poetry Review-“Coping Circles” by Glen Binger: A Bittersweet Romp Across Gallows, Through Open Windows, Over Bridge Railings, and Along the Edge of a Razor Blade
Glen Binger, Jersey poet and author of “Thing’s You Don’t Know”, “ENJoy: Stories by the Sea”, and others, slams readers in the face and in the gut with a handful-sized helping of poetry this time in the form of semi-autobiographical … Continue reading
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Tagged amazon, blog, blogging, book review, books, buy this book, coping circles, glen binger, journal, life, new book, now, poems, poetry, review, thoughts, truth, writing
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The People Are Crazy, Out Here in the Dives
BENEDICTION/MALEDICTION “Everyone is a turd waiting to get flushed; not everyone can be a floater, bottom down, top up, basking under the sun. The unfortunate truth of this is that we all came from some giant stinking asshole, functioning perfectly … Continue reading
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Tagged blog, blogging, highway, highway blues, journal, life, literature, On the road, tired, truth, visions, words, work, writing
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Tonight is all about channeling a little rage, and that guy’s blood is still smeared all over the road outside; it looks like some car’s oil pan gave up on life and splattered all of its aspirations all over the concrete
Every time I hear a noise outside the front door, I race to the peep hole and stick my eye as close to the void as I can. The inside of the glass eyepiece is dirty and around the rim … Continue reading
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Tagged accident, amputation, author, blog, blogging, coma, dad, death, drink, father, honesty, journal, reflection, self-loathing, suicide, tomorrow, truth, well, what if, whiskey, workflow, writer
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