Cirsova Winter 2024 Issue
Just in time for Christmas I bring you an unalloyed self-promotional post. God bless us everyone! And especially me. The winter edition of Cirsova magazine
If Ken Lizzi has a quest it is to help infuse a pulp sensibility into 21st Century fiction
Just in time for Christmas I bring you an unalloyed self-promotional post. God bless us everyone! And especially me. The winter edition of Cirsova magazine
My grandmother celebrated her centennial on Friday. It isn’t precisely eleventy-one years, but it is an impressive span nonetheless. And she is still chugging along.
Once again the day of thankfulness and overeating arrived. I spent this one with MBW and the HA in Galveston. We rented a room in
We all know the aphorism: If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. The problem is that this week’s post
My sojourn continues, this last week primarily in or adjacent to Portland. I left behind my relatives house in the forested hills, taking MBW and
I’m spending a couple of weeks in the area I lived most of my many, many years. MBW and the HA preceded me by almost
Today’s post is almost entirely pictorial. I’m rather busy at the moment preparing from an uninvited visit from Beryl. She’s never welcome, blustery, impulsive, and
I returned Wednesday from a week in Merida, Mexico. Merida is the capital, and largest city, in the State of Yucatan. MBW, the HA, and
I loaded MBW and the HA into the car Thursday morning and headed south to Corpus Christi on a gloriously bright morning. Similarly bright mornings