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Book Review: Men Without Women by Haruki Murakami

I’ve mentioned it before and I’ll mention it again just for the sake of posterity: Murakami and I do not agree on the fundamentals of writing. He creates yamato-e paintings. Giving you the tangible as he deems necessary as well … Continue reading

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Red Boar Jones: Enter Holly

He walks in and finds a seat in corner booth. He stretches his back working out a kink that has been following him since he woke up this morning. It’s dark, light enough to make out the silhouettes of the … Continue reading

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Book Review: The Animators by Kayla Rae Whitaker

  I don’t read contemporary literature anywhere near the time of their initial release. They are read ‘contemporarily’, yes, but usually years away from their initial release and, forgive me, often by people who don’t care, don’t need, my readership … Continue reading

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Flashback: They Called Us Gods

Preamble: Neil Gaiman just released his new book Norse Mythology. I am a Gaiman fan, I began consuming it immediately, putting another book on pause to do so. Much like reading Haruki Murakami never fails to capture some hidden sliver … Continue reading

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The Kringling

What they didn’t tell you about Mall Santa’s is that for years it actually been cheaper to clone them than to barter with the quasi-unions of a bunch of seasonally employable drunks. So every year the MegaMall Corp of America … Continue reading

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Pieces from the Novel #1: Neon Soul

Watching the cabs fold into the horizon of the city, something squeezes me, knocking against the comfortable fog of the alcohol. I feel it, an uneasy melancholy begging to be let out, to be thought, considered, felt. I steel myself against … Continue reading

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The Story of Red Bull Jones

When his parents signed the papers to have him be a corporately sponsored citizen, they saw it only as a means of guaranteeing their child a life free from the burden of financial ruin. That was twenty seven years ago, … Continue reading

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I love you

I love you. I’m not entirely certain who you are, but rest assured at this moment my love is as real and thriving as anything I’ve ever felt. Sure it may be linked to the liquor coursing through my veins, … Continue reading

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Ache

Signals fire. Pain. Pain. Ache. Pain. The head compensates offering solutions, not out of truth but out of desperation. I shuffle in my seat, waiting for the night’s high to take me. It keeps its distance. A mocking, smirking distance … Continue reading

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Final Exodus

So this is another thing I found in the high school folder of my umpteen-backuped writing folder. The difference between this one and the one before is that this one is something that was rewritten nearly a decade later and … Continue reading

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