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An Honorable Mention in the 2017 Spring Shock “Trigger Warning” Writing Contest.

July 3-9, 2017

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A Fourth of July Carol

On the Green Line subway from Boston University to Copley Square, Professor George Alexander Saunders was pondering his dilemma – Where could he go tomorrow night to get away from it? It will be reverberating all throughout his tony Back Bay neighborhood: TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-DUM-DUM-DUM…BOOM! TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-DUM-DUM-DUM…BOOM! That damned Boston Pops in the Hatch Shell playing that damned 1812 Overture with those damned fireworks. He could take a drive down to the Cape… Nah… On the Fourth of July the Southeast Expressway will be murder, and getting the car in and out of […]

PreTeena June 26- July 2, 2017

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That One Time… on Twitter.

Last year, The Clarion Call, Vol. 2, followed me, and their profile description included an Open Call for Submissions to their second anthology and an invitation to creatively re-write and what-if history with a focus on Liberty and Freedom. A fire burned through my synapses, and I found the perfect opportunity to redraft history, combining my love of JFK and Marilyn Monroe. (Read to the end for an excerpt of my included short, Marilyn Re-Imagined.) Each year, The Agorist Writers Workshop creates an anthology, highlighting liberty/freedom-themed short form fiction. From […]

PreTeena June 19-25

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PreTeena June 12-18, 2017

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PreTeena June 5-11, 2017

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Letters of Marque and Reprisal – Chapter 1

Letters of Marque and Reprisal is an original, light-hearted, espionage story. It resides within a self-contained universe. I am publishing it serially here at Liberty Island Magazine and simultaneously at Liberate Liberty, and I will do so on an irregular schedule. ***** Chapter 1: Bill Navarro stood outside the bus door, just to the side closest to the engine. "Over there," he kept saying as people flowed off the bus. He didn’t have to say it. He didn’t have to have point at the spot where he wanted them either. […]