Same modus operandi, different skin color and religion.

If we don’t call the car attack against counter-protesters in Charlottesville today an act of terrorism, then we can longer refer to the 2016 truck attack in Nice, France as an act of terrorism either.

The driver deliberately targeted civilians, with violence intended to achieve a political goal or statement.

 

Future publication

Hey, gang!  This is just a reminder — if you’re ever curious about where my work will appear next, just check the “Future publication” section here at the site:

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I hope you are all off to having a great weekend!

 

 

Cover to “Daredevil” #232, David Mazzucchelli, 1986

Marvel Comics.

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Publication notice: The Bees Are Dead will feature “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”

I am honored to share here that my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have agreed to publish my science fiction – horror story, “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”

The story, which originally appeared in Dagda Publishing’s “All Hail the New Flesh” story anthology, should be featured at the online magazine’s website by the end of this month.  I will post a link here when it appears.

I am quite grateful to Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi for this opportunity — not to mention B.A.D.’s invaluable editorial input, which helped me to tighten up my writing considerably.  Cheers, Mates!

 

Cover of “Amazing Stories,” Ed Valigursky, July 1958

Ziff-Davis Publishing.

 

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Throwback Thursday: Mary Washington College Spring Break 1994!

This is a shot of me and my alum Dave at the site of the “Lost Colony of Roanoke” during Spring Break 1994.  A bunch of the seniors at Mary Washington College’s New Hall trekked down to North Carolina’s Outer Banks that year; this is one of the places we stopped along the way.

Dear God, that was one of the most enjoyable trips of my life.

What the hell were Dave and I doing below?   Performing a skit?  I can’t remember.  I was a really, really weird kid, and Dave was also pretty out there.

 

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“Elegy for JFK,” by W. H. Auden (read by Irene Dailey)

Cover to “Amazing Stories,” Frank R. Paul, May 1929

Experimenter Publishing.

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The sandbox is filled with gasoline.

And somebody handed lighters to the two aggressive, petulant, tantrum-prone toddlers on either end.

Should something terrible come to pass, don’t blame the people of North Korea. They didn’t elect their toddler.

 

 

 

“A MAN HAS NO NAME.”

Except when a cheesy marketing gimmick causes a grown man to ransack the Dunkin’ Donuts cooler in search of a novelty plastic bottle.  Then a man has a name.

 

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