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What the hell? Four weeks in a row? Must be some kind of blog record. Let’s keep it going.
Also, I think I’m owed some points for writing out “what the hell” rather than the modern day “WTH.” Yes, I’m the guy that writes out “by the way” instead of “BTW,” and “okay” instead of “OK” or “K.”
And you’ll never catch me texting “lol.” Never.
This week’s Dispatch:
Continue reading “MONDAY MORNING DISPATCH (2/17/25)”Week 3, baby!
How about that major sports event last night? Super Bowl [insert proper Roman numerals]! Pretty cool, am I right? So glad [insert team name] won the game. They earned it!
And the commercials! Oh, man! Can you believe [insert celebrities’ names] did that? Never thought I’d see the day they’d parody [insert movie, character, pop culture event]!
Oh, well. It’s all over until next year. Let’s get to this week’s Dispatch:
Continue reading “MONDAY MORNING DISPATCH (2/10/25)”Hey, look at that! Two weeks in a row! We’re off to a great start.
Before it all comes crashing down. Anyway…
Here’s the second (collect ’em all!) Monday Morning Dispatch:
Continue reading “MONDAY MORNING DISPATCH (2/3/25)”Welcome.
I’m not sure if this will be the first of many weekly posts to come, or just a one and done. Or “hit it and quit it” for you young people
It’s been three years since a new posting on here. And no, I’m not counting the casino hacking us to flood our blog page every day with spam posts. Although, I would’ve hoped it would draw more traffic to Vintage City Publishing books.
Alas, no. Guess compulsive gamblers don’t equate to avid readers.
Continue reading “MONDAY MORNING DISPATCH (1/27/25)”The authors at Vintage City Publishing get lots of questions like, “Where do you get your ideas?” and “How do you come up with such interesting characters?” and “When are you guys going to pay your bar tab?”
But the most common question is, “What are you working on now?”
We thought we would put the question to our current stable of writers and see what they’ve accomplished in 2021, and maybe a sneak peek at what they have planned for 2022 and beyond. So without further ado…
Continue reading “What Are We Doing and Where Have We Been?”“Hellerman Retirement Home.”
The name is on the front of the building and printed on the stationary provided to the residents. Stationary most of them don’t use. Why bother? No one answers.
You wrote letters when you first arrived. Your children didn’t respond. They said,
“No one writes letters anymore. People text or email.”
Continue reading “Maybe Today”
I gave this book to my kids. I’m not necessarily saying you should do the same, but I chose to. And, in all honesty, some people may think me a bad person for doing so. Joel Christian Gill’s graphic novel is a harsh, stunning, guttural, cutting, painful tale. It depicts so many things parents in the middle and middle upper class feel they should shield their kids from: sex, violence, racism, hate, sexual assault. But because it’s how the author handles these issues that I believe it’s important for people living without them to see, both adults and children.
Continue reading “BOOK REVIEW: “Fights: One Boy’s Triumph Over Violence” by Joel Christian Gill – Reviewed by Nick DeWolf”This review is going to start with an anecdote. Yes, this is an inherently self-centered way of writing, but I can’t think of a better example of what this book can mean.
I live in a metropolitan area which is relatively progressive. I was reading this book on my way home from work, while riding the subway. A man took the seat next to me and we rode in silence, me reading, him doing his own thing. As we went, I could see him taking peeks. I adjusted my position, to allow him just a bit more access to the page, hoping it inspired him to find his own copy.
The train began to slow, and he gathered his things. In a friendly voice, he said, “so, what is that, an instruction guide or something?”
In her bedroom, Audrey peered through the sliver of space between the curtains. She was a kidnapped princess, the quintessential damsel in distress, locked away in the tower of the evil king’s castle, waiting for the hero to ride up and rescue her. She watched one potential hero now, a knight in shining black sharkskin, as he talked to his faithful manservant.
She watched Dominic and Manny talk, not knowing what they were discussing but getting a general idea it was family-related by their body language. She watched the gaudy Corvette pull up and the two men stiffen. She watched Dominic exchange words with the blond, pony-tailed man she didn’t recognize and thought for a moment they would come to blows. From her perch, she was able to read the utter disdain on their faces.
Continue reading “VICIOUS CIRCLE – CHAPTER SEVEN”