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A look at the past, current, and future work by Duane Spurlock, writer, editor, and illustrator. At large in the world of genre. Saturday, September 26, 2015. Tex Rickard, boxing promoter. He was a true entrepreneur. He launched the New York Rangers franchise of the National Hockey League in 1926. He owned the team until his death. After moving to Alaska in 1895 during the Gold Rush, Tex earned and lost several fo.
Wednesday, October 5, 2016. Since I put it together, I decided Gumshoe worked better. Celebrate the cinematic release of the noir classic, The Maltese Falcon.
Incessant ramblings of a catatonic photographer. Sometimes, life does not make sense, sometimes it does. Everything including and in between falls into this blog. Monday, February 24, 2014. When you chance the way you look at things, the things you look at change. That circle the dead corpse.
Periodic updates from poet and writer J. Tuesday, February 26, 2013. Some jokes stick with you for a lifetime.
From Cop to Mom and the Words in Between. Thursday, December 31, 2015. Farewell, Women of Mystery. The eight years of blogs from Women of Mystery will remain available online. When I first joined in 2009. I will also miss our regular visitors and blog pals. Hopefully, they will Google the various Women of Mystery to continue to follow some of us.
Because so much reading, writing, and living happens after-hours. Because so much reading, writing, and living happens after-hours. An ad-free magazine about fiction by authors.
People are never ready to answer it. Saturday, June 25, 2011. Mat Black Online Magazine - June. Cut in two pieces,. A not so subtle warning. And she holds the world. Moving the air in and out. And there is no one left. To put her back together,. Tyler Gobble is lead editor of Stoked Journal,.
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This web page poemsoncrime.blogspot.com states the following, "Crime Poetry Weekly Since 2011 Gerald So, Editor GERALDSO at GMAIL dot COM." We saw that the webpage said " Monday, December 5, 2016." It also said " I came upon a traffic light. At a crossroads somewhere in the desert. I could see the horizon. Yet the light was red. And it went through my head. Now what in the world shall I do? Shall I meekly submit to this robot cop. Be proper and obey the law? Or force the issue and be daring? So I went. What the hell? The citation came in the mail some days later."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
Sunday, 9 September 2012. no matter how wrong things go! O Highness, you were the king, the greatest of all,. From pages of mind, I do recall. You were, no doubt royal heir to the royal throne. But why are these people, at you now pelting stone? And the future wa.
Diamonds are a girls best friend. A Crease in the Sheets. A Wedding Is the Entrance to a Marriage. A Wedding Is a Party. It is such a Blessing to be connected to the Body of Christ, to receive and impart His grace and love through weak earthen vessels like us. Sunday, March 16, 2008. Diamonds are a girls best friend. The French were bred to die for love. They delight in fighting duels. But I prefer a man who lives.
A poetry community for love poems, inspirational poems and quotes. K C and Myke Kuzmic. The young man was at the end of his rope. Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer. I have in my hands two boxes Which God gave m.
Every day is a holiday. Monday, February 14, 2011. Sunday, November 14, 2010. A fat, bald guy. Sunday, October 17, 2010. No matter how many dimensions there are. To want to go there with you.
Because the intoxication that one gets from reading the printed word is far headier than that obtained from any man made brew. Sunday, May 21, 2006. The Wayfarer by Stephen Crane. Perceiving the pathway to truth,. It was thickly grown with weeds. Ha, he said,. I see that none has passed here. Later he saw that each weed. Well, he mumbled at last,.