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Just a quick reaniminder …

If you happened to enjoy my zombie story over at Spillwords Press,  it’s been nominated for Publication of the Month for September 2025.

You can vote for the story right here — just bear in mind that you must register with Spillwords Press first.



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My zombie story was nominated for a Spillwords Press Award

Well, cool.  🙂

My zombie tale, “The Siege of Fort Buzzard,” was nominated for Publication of the Month for September over at Spillwords Press.  (The online magazine published the story on September 21.)

If you enjoyed the story and would like to vote for me, you may do so right here at this link.

Recall, please, that you would need to be registered to vote.  (There is no cost to do that.)  If you haven’t already registered, you can do that easily right here.

Thank you so much to all who read the story and nominated me!  🙂



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Poetry Hall translates more of my poetry for Issue 29

I’m delighted to share here that the Poetry Hall quarterly bilingual journal once again translated my poetry for its global readership of Chinese readers.  The poems selected were “Ode to a New Black Ball Point Pen,” “Nihilist Night Haiku” and “Hardy Orchids Haiku.”

You can find Issue 29 right here over at Amazon.

Poetry Hall is a distinguished international literary magazine in which poems appear in English along with their Chinese translations, side by side.  As always, I am grateful to Editor-in-Chief Xu Yingcai and translator Zhang Ning for allowing me to showcase my work within its pages.



Roanoke rainbow.

At right is the Taubman Museum of Art.

Throwback Thursday: this 1984 ad for Folgers!

Warning — earworm.

I am linking here to PhakeNam on Youtube.



I’d take all the gray hair in the world if it just means my feet and knees would never hurt again.

So I guess I am in the “bargaining” stage of the five stages of grief.  (Yes, getting old really does suck that bad.)



The Butterfly Effect.

Entranceway Park, Roanoke, Virginia.  The butterflies were monarchs, I think.

Why are they called “butterflies,” anyway?  Did some weirdo try spreading them across a slice of bread at one point?

Spillwords Press publishes my zombie tale, “The Siege of Fort Buzzard.”

ls it too early to get into the spirit of Halloween?  Spillwords Press today published my zombie story, “The Siege of Fort Buzzard.”

You can find it right here.

Thanks once again to Chief Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to be a part of this fun creative community!



Throwback Thursday: “The Sting” (1973)!

“The Sting” (1973) was probably the first movie I ever saw starring Robert Redford; it was a family favorite that made the rounds on television in the late 1970’s and early 1980’s.  (Though I will note here that “A Bridge Too Far” (1977), was also a family favorite, and also circulating on television in roughly the same time.  Redford was in that film too.)

I remember asking my father how the ruse worked for that guy in the beginning who fell for the handkerchief trick.  And I remember the movie’s theme music (Floyd Cramer’s “The Entertainer”) being an impossible earworm.

The next movie I saw starring Redford would probably be “All the President’s Men” (1976) when I was 14 or so; that was with my uncle John Muth, who had a wealth of such treasures on VHS.  After that, it was the wonderful “Sneakers” (1992) in the theater in my college town of Fredericksburg, Virginia.

What I remember about Redford is just how goddam likeable he was in every role.  It was uncanny — there was just something about him.  It’s kind of like Carey Grant was so inexplicably suave, or how Harrison Ford always seems so sincere.  I’ll bet something like that can’t be learned in an acting class.

Rest easy, Mr. Redford.

By the way, I am linking below to Rotten Tomatoes Classic Trailers and MovieClips on Youtube.



The Piker Press publishes my horror tale, “The Devil and Amanda Ogilvie”

What happens when a jaded publishing heiress comes face to face with Satan himself?

You can witness the confrontation in “The Devil and Amanda Ogilvie,” published today on the front page of The Piker Press:

“The Devil and Amanda Ogilvie”

Thanks yet again to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to be a part of this rewarding creative community.  🙂