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book reviews: July Reading

Big fat books this month meant only two were managed rather than the typical three I was plowing through. I lost several days as well due to recurring migraines that meant trying to maintain the complexity of both books plot … Continue reading

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review: may reading

Tough reading month this month, time for reading was either tight and fast or loose and slow. Picking books was pressured and hardly what I’d call a crisp and thoughtful effort. I took the advice of two friends on two … Continue reading

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fictional prose: beckoning attention

Black ink was staining the handle of the miniature porcelain cup while small tufts of steam breathed off the surface of the espresso with a dancing lightness. Greying pages fluttered in the breeze and the musty smell gingerly mingled in … Continue reading

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review: april reading

So here’s what I recently completed as my April reading list. Surprisingly, all three books I completed were, in my mind, collections of thoughts and stories, sometimes ironically intertwined, sometimes incoherently placed together for the sake of making a bound … Continue reading

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fictional prose: a lightning heart

Droplets glisten in the grey-blue light as they streak down the window disappearing as quickly as they form with a faint arrhythmic pulse. A faded chord lined folding chair was set up in front of the lonely window facing it … Continue reading

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fictional prose: the unsung part of unpredictable

Life is unpredictable. That’s the unsung part of it ultimately being enjoyable. If it was not than there’d be no mystery, no intrigue and no anticipation… and, thus no surprises. After all, as knowing might mean you could brace for … Continue reading

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fictional prose: hope is the last to die

‘There was something feminine,’ she thought, ‘about wearing a dress.’ The cool breeze of spring flirted with the lower hem as it fluttered at her bony knees and her hair shoulder length flicked against her face. Her heels clicked on … Continue reading

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