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Suicide
When my dad committed suicide, it was after an attack on my mom. The only gun he had was his anesthetic machine at work, so that’s where he went and that’s the trigger he pulled. 40 years later and I am confronted again. Not with my own suicide, but with an old friend who’s marriage…
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Time has come.
It has been an amazingly few trips around the sun but my services as a recreation director on a cruise-line have been terminated. They said something about a diamond heist, or a burglary or something. They didn’t seem to be smiling. This coincides nicely with the time that my meat suit is due to be…
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My editor got her copy of the book before I got mine. It is to weep.
She has remained until now a slightly moving shape in the forest. You haven’t had nearly as much personal contact as I have had with Susan Quinland Stringer our editor. Both author and editor typically order a paperback for themselves. But usually the universe blesses the author with receiving their copies first. I mean common…
You gotta land sooner or later 