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An Article by Michael Agliolo
An Article by Michael Agliolo
Every time I walk by the book section at a store, I imagine my books on the shelves with the words, “New York Times Best Seller” above the titles. Then, (when the vision slides away like a morning dream) I think about putting them on the shelf myself and standing further down the aisle to see if anyone picks them up. But I don’t have the time (I’m in the middle of writing another book).
As I walk on over to the next aisle my mind wonders, “what if someone picks up my book and just walks out of the store.” I’m torn. On one hand, they wanted my book bad enough to risk getting caught stealing it, and on the other, they’re a thief. Read More
Money, Blood and Conscience by David Steinman (Book Review #668)
Sparky Lost Her Flame by Regina McDonald (Book Review #667)
Farewell My Life: Buona Notte Vita Mia by Cynthia Sally Haggard (Book Review #666)
51st directive by Michael Agliolo (Book Review #665)
51st directive is a political fiction written about Erica Brewer. She is an FBI agent who happens to be sent to do mailroom work due to her lack of control over her temper. As she snoops around the letters, she finds one that sounds quite alarming. Someone is notifying them about an attack that is to happen on the White House. As Erica pursues the warning, she realizes that the person who wrote the letter is murdered.
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The Evolution of the “F” Word. By Karen Hood-Caddy
The Evolution of the “F” Word. By Karen Hood-Caddy
Being a writer, I love words. So, of course, the ‘F’ word has always fascinated me.
If I told you not to say the “D” word, or the “L” word, or the “W” word, you wouldn’t know what I was talking about. None of these single letters have the power to catapult you to a particular word the way “F” slams you into the word “F*ck.” The only single letter that comes close is the “C” word, but a person who uses it might be referring to a life-threatening disease or an intimate part of the female anatomy, so there’s confusion. The “F” word has no confusion. Read More
Murder at the Columbarium by Emily Gallo (Book Review #664)
The Cheerful Prince: and other stories by Romario Ashley (Book Review #663)
Bring on the Action Gays! by Melanie Schoen
I’m a queer woman, though it took me a long time to figure that out–just about thirty-five years, actually. Mine isn’t one of those stories of knowing from a young age, or living in the closet, or parental disapproval keeping me in denial. I was an introverted kid who had a hard time connecting to other people, let alone navigating attraction, and it took years for it to occur to me I might be happier with women than men. It’s still strange to wrap my head around.
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