Wednesday, December 28, 2016

*New Poem from William Joyce*

Hi folks,

I've been in constant communication with my friend, the writer William Joyce (who also writes under the name Guillermo O'Joyce). He had to leave the U.S. as he couldn't survive on his S.S. and went to Guatemala, but between the civil war going on and the outlaws and a still-high cost of living, he recently left to go live in Mexico where he is currently. He tells me the cost of living is half what it was in Guatemala and infinitely safer!

Yesterday was his birthday (75) and he sent me this poem which I'd like to share with you. He'd just colored his beard and was bummed out the ladies weren't complimenting him on it. Like me, he knows the veracity of that saying, "Just because there's snow on the roof doesn't mean there's not a fire down below..."

Hope you enjoy his poem!

He wrote me: 
Tomorrow I turn 75 but none of the ladies have congratulated on my beard dye.  Wrote a poem about it.

 Wrote this poem for my birthday:
                                                   Fuck People
                                        If they're going
                                        to go on
                                        making a nuisance
                                        of themselves
                                        with cell phones,
                                        head down
                                        running into you
                                        on the street,
                                        fuck people.
                                        Bomb them,
                                        hang them
                                        from lamposts,
                                        if they keep up
                                        that insane poking
                                        with their heads down
                                        and can't see
                                        the brilliance
                                        of my beard dye,
                                        fuck them, 
                                        start the bombs 
                                        As their heads
                                        come off
                                        they'll still be


Thanks, William. Happy birthday, old warrior!

Blue skies,

Wednesday, December 21, 2016


Hi folks,

Posted some stuff from Richard Brautigan yesterday on FB and found a lot of other folks loved his work as much as I do. So, I’m posting some more than many won’t have seen as it’s from a book of his uncollected work, titled, THE EDNA WEBSTER COLLECTION OF UNDISCOVERED WRITINGS.

Here ya go:

a young man

Surely goodness
and mercy
shall follow me
all the days
of my life,
and I will dwell
in the house
of the Lord
forever, if the
rent isn’t too high.


            The dog had fallen from a high cliff down onto the road, and then trucks and cars had run over it, I guess, because the dog was only an inch thick.

The dog was white, and its guts were white.

When I saw the dog, I couldn’t believe it for a moment.

Then I had to believe it.

Then I started crying.

I was five years old.
The dog was the first dead animal I had ever seen.

I had always thought that everything lived forever.

When My Soul Didn’t Love Me

Once upon a sad weird
there lived a girl
who was my beautiful soul given form.
of course,
I loved her a cash-registerful.
But she didn’t love me a penny.
It was very sad and weird having my soul
not love me.


am waiting anxiously
for Hollywood to buy this book
and pay umpity-ump cash for it
and turn it into a super-colossal
spectacle with ten thousand extras,
2,000 horses, 52 lions, 60 king cobras,
And every Hollywood actress who has been
divorced over five times.

Hollywood will,
of course,
change the title
to something like

“The Outcasts of Devil’s Island.”

And, finally, the poem I wish I had written for my wife…

i would walk back
across hell
to get Your hat

i would
carry You across hell,
if You had forgotten
Your hat,
            i would walk
            back across hell
            and get it for You.

And… just… damn! What a Writer…

Blue skies,

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

THE DEATH OF TARPONS offered free for a short time...

Hi folks,

My British ebook publisher, Endeavour Books, has just offered my novel, THE DEATH OF TARPONS for free for a short period. Hope you glom onto a copy and if you like it, I'd really appreciate a review on Amazon. It does everything for future sales and exposure.

Click onto:

Thank you.

Blue skies,

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Culturmag article and review of THE RAPIST.

Hi folks,

I'm jazzed! A great article and review just came out in the German magazine, Culturmag, on my book THE RAPIST. You can read it at either of these links.
It will soon be available in German from the publisher Pulpmaster.

Blue skies,

Wednesday, December 14, 2016


HI Folks,

Please take a few minutes out of your day to watch this Ted Talk by Eli Pariser. Mr. Pariser sheds illumination on why so many people don't have a clue what's going on in this country and the world. This is one of the most important speeches I think I've ever heard. It explains why so many people are so misinformed.

Just click on

Thank you.

Blue skies,

Friday, December 9, 2016

New review of Bomb! from Elizabeth White

Hi folks,

Elizabeth White has just posted a review of Bomb! on her site and it's a doozy! Check it out at the link.

Thanks, Elizabeth!

Blue skies,

Saturday, December 3, 2016

Overlooked podcast!

HI folks,

I have no idea how this happened, but yesterday by accident, I "found" a podcast by the great folks at Booked, Livius and Robb, where they reviewed my novel, Bomb! I have no idea how I missed this, but I did. I'd like to share it with you here, if I may.

These guys are really good and I don't say that because they give my books great reviews, but because they give a ton of writers great reviews. They know their stuff and it's always a great pleasure to encounter reviewers who really do "get it."

Please click on the link and give 'em a listen. Thank you.

Blue skies,