On October 5th my apartment flooded out and I had to move and the last six weeks have been generally awful. While I was going through everything and trying to salvage the enormous mountains of hoarder trash I appear to …
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“It’s…the best…shit…ever…” Travis opened his courier bag and pulled out a plastic grocery bag. He glanced around suspiciously, then hunched over and pulled out a copy of Mi Gringo. The cover flashed in the dim light as I downed half …
In college, studying history, I took a class on Nazi propaganda. An entire semester, three and a half hours a week, sitting in a darkened room watching the entire collection of the Goebbels newsreels, from the mid 1930’s right up …
I long ago stopped trying to edit these. I don’t even know what I’m pasting below!
No…it never ends. I might start posting these on Saturday nights so you can get good and drunk before you read it.
Part 32 of my increasingly incoherent novel from years ago.
A new chapter. And introducing a storyline I went back and added to flesh things out. But, then, it got to be too much for me and I cried a little bit and then had a Lost in Space marathon. …
Part 30 of my woefully unedited novel from several years ago. This is also the end of a chapter. Is anyone still reading this while sober?
The 29th part of the novel I wrote late at night while trapped behind a dresser.
Okay, back to this. Here’s part 28 of my unedited novel that I wrote during a drinking binge in 2002. Suck it down!