War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Instead of a remembrance post this Saturday evening on the third anniversary of the horrid insurrection/riot at the US Capitol — such accounts which you can find all over the InterWebs today, memorials replayed so shitty with tons of actual video clips of the violently-startling, near-surreal event — I’m offering another literary solicitation to purchase…
Once again another plea to please, please buy my novel — “Brown-Eyed Girl With A Cold Corona,” self-published via Outskirts Press last March, and help an old guy grow older a bit more gracefully. Or maybe more delightfully, or dexterously — whatever My author’s page at Outskirts is here. The Amazon/Kindle page is here. A…
Here we are, shamelessly and audaciously without an ounce of any marketing savvy, crying for you as readers of this blog — that handful of sad intellectuals off the vast InterWebs — to buy my novel, “Brown-Eyed Girl With A Cold Corona,” self-published last March by Outskirts Press. Although set in the genre FICTION/Romance/Fantasy, “Corona”…
Yeah! This Saturday afternoon my first — and most-likely my only — novel was released by self-publisher Outskirts Press and now it’s floating out there in the literary ether-world after a shitload of time in a cardboard box. First draft was written in the summer of 1994, but how will the finished product look like…
Here this late-afternoon Friday, the blog calendar has run seventeen days without a post — my longest period of no-posting in well more than a year, maybe longer — and returning to the InterWebs with a bit on a long-time personal project now nearly 30 years in the making. Hence, an ‘obsessive‘ urge to maybe…
