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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”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”Paul woke tangled in sheets damp with sweat and twisted in knots, as if he had spent the night thrashing from a fever dream. The phone was blaring beside his bed. He couldn’t remember his dreams, but he was sure Audrey featured in them. He was sure Matrix had made an appearance, as well.
His hand found the phone and managed to bring it to his ear without him having to open his eyes. “Yeah?”
“What do you mean, ‘yeah’?” Joey’s voice. “Paulie, is that how you answer the phone? Not hello, but yeah?”
Continue reading “VICIOUS CIRCLE – CHAPTER SIX”Maybe I’m wrong, but I think just about every writer has the dream of seeing their work adapted for television or the movies. Or anywhere, really, where our work will get exposed to a wider audience.
I’ve always thought my book, AUTUMN MOON, would make a great television series. Or at the very least, a movie (with options for sequels, of course).
It was about two years ago when I came across a Facebook post from a friend.
Continue reading “My Brief Fling With Hollywood”“Manny, pull the car around. We’re leaving.”
Manny hadn’t noticed Dominic walk up. He was engrossed in a dirty joke Little John was telling. He looked at Dominic, then at Audrey. He stood up without a word, buttoned his jacket, and downed the rest of his coffee.
Dominic said, “Pull around the back to the kitchen. We’ll meet you there.”
“Excuse me?” Audrey said. “I have some packages in Joe’s car. We did some shopping earlier.” She wasn’t demanding about it, but Dominic got the impression she wasn’t asking either.
“Joe will bring them back. He’s only going to be another hour or two.”
“I’d like to have them now. There are two dresses that really should be hung up. I’d like to put the other items away before I go to bed.”
Manny glanced at Dominic, one eyebrow arched. Dominic stared back, an unspoken conversation between them.
“Get Joe’s driver to load them in the back seat,” Dominic said finally. “Then pull the car around.”
Continue reading “VICIOUS CIRCLE – CHAPTER FIVE”