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i-aint-jackkerouac · 11 months ago
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that one winter...
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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The power of words to shape thoughts and beliefs.#amwriting #waterghosts #language #culture #communication #luck
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Blue Moon Luck, the audiobook
Blue Moon Luck, the audiobook
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Blue Moon Luck “Ambition, determination, drugs, booze, the raging hormones of youth are masterfully brought to life in this great piece of literary fiction. One of the best books I’ve read recently.” �� Joan Ashley A story about the power of friendship, dreams, and luck. A story about home, and leaving it. Blue Moon Luck: A nostalgic fictional memoir in the tradition of Southern storytelling. Blue…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Barbados Bound, the audiobook
Barbados Bound, the audiobook
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Barbados Bound, the audiobook, performed and produced by Ariana Fraval — coming soon from Audible.com! Barbados Bound Audition as Patrick Macpherson - 05_02_2018, 11.03 I came aboard with the prostitutes the night before the ship set sail… Portsmouth, England, 1760. Patricia Kelley, the illegitimate daughter of a wealthy Barbadian sugarcane planter, falls from her imagined place in the world when…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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#Hamilton #AlexanderHamilton #hamiltonmusical #herstory #AmericanHistory #Caribbean #Nevis #historical #historicalfiction
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Writer's Block-- playing with words
Writer’s Block– playing with words
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Writer’s Block Horizon, a page empty with possibility waiting to be filled Horizon, a blank page calling what are you waiting for? Horizon awaits like the page staring you in the face promising the moon Horizon, a page infinite line dividing consciousness from void   Horizon, the line Where possible and impossible Collide   lsc  2/8/2018  
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Audiobook Release: Friday Night Knife & Gun Club
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For immediate release December 26, 2017 Friday Night Knife & Gun Club, the audiobook Story written by L.S.Collison Performed by Annika Connor Cover art by Annika Connor Author Linda Collison and New York based artist Annika Connor have collaborated to produce a 45 minute audio performance, Friday Night Knife & Gun Club, from Audible.com. The short story is absurdist fiction, a near-future noir…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Dystopian near-future? Or reality, now? Part one available now Audible, Amazon, iTunes
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Dear Family and Friends,
 I’ve never written a Christmas letter before – I keep waiting for a good year but then I figured I was running out of years and maybe this year was as good as it gets.    
 Let’s start with the Missus because if Mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.  Emily has had a productive year, volunteering at the homeless shelter.  Well, to put it more precisely, she turned our house into a homeless shelter for unemployed relatives and hangers-on.  The house is over-flowing with hard cases, their brats and dogs – no wonder I work late at the office.  But what my wife can do with a hog’s cheek and a peck of turnips is simply amazing.  Jesus himself couldn’t perform more miracles with food than she does.
 Then there is Martha, our eldest, whom we hired out to a milliner. We haven’t seen her all year. To tell you the truth, I kind of forget what she looks like.  She sends her love, and money what she can.
 Our Peter, the golden boy, attended University until last semester when he had to drop out because we couldn’t afford the tuition.  Well, there go his dreams to become a doctor. I guess he’ll go to work though it’s nearly impossible to find a job right now. But hey, we’re grateful he’s not in a prison or a workhouse like so many of his friends! He tried to start up a chimney cleaning service but the banks aren’t lending.  So he’s a little down right now, rather mopey about life in general and finds consolation in the gin shops and pot houses with wastrels, idlers and low born people.  He says he’s writing a book, plans to be a writer.  We’re so proud of our Peter!      
 The middle children are all muddling through life, though I confess I sometimes mix them up (Lucy?  Matthew?  Belinda?) History won’t remember them either, poor things.  With any luck they’ll live to grow up, learn a trade, find a mate, reproduce, and know a few moments of true happiness while they are on this earth.  With any luck one of them will stick around to mind the Missus and I in our dotage.  
 I was given the boot last week.  Can you believe it?  Twenty years on the job and I was the best damn clerk that bastard ever had!  But my position was cut to make the end of the year financials look better for the banks and the shareholders. Well, fuck him. Now Mr. Scrooge will have to keep his own records and write his own memos, not to mention take care of all the other shit around the office that I normally do, like run to Starbucks for coffee and scones. We’ll just see how he manages with me gone, won’t we?  People are cheap these days and numbers rule -- it’s all about big profits for the principals and shareholders, to hell with the employees. Not that I’m complaining! Life is good!   
 Our youngest child is a real blessing (though I rued the day his mother told me she was pregnant – again...) Timmy is such a delight, he constantly reminds the rest of us about the true meaning of Christmas. And although he is weak and suffers from a rare genetic disease that won’t be identified for another century at least -- much less cured -- he is the best of us.  All he wants this Christmas is a goose for dinner and the company of family and friends.  
Please join us if you’re in the neighborhood.  I don’t know if we’ll have goose but we’ll damn sure have gin.      
 Peace on earth and as little Tim says, God bless us, every one!
 With kindest regards, etc. etc.
The Bob Cratchit family
19 December, 1843
( Linda Collison, 2012)
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Christmas Letters Past
Dear Family and Friends, I’ve never written a Christmas letter before – I keep waiting for a good year but then I figured I was running out of years and maybe this year was as good as it gets. Let’s start with the Missus because if Mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.  Emily has had a productive year, volunteering at the homeless shelter.  Well, to put it more precisely, she turned our house…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Friday Night Knife & Gun Club
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Meet Kit Carson, RN — gun-toting critical care nurse on the night shift in fictional hospital in Denver, Colorado.  “Guns and cowboy boots; it’s a western thing. Part of our culture,” Kit explains as she guns up to go to work. Author, editor Tim Queeney compares the story to Paddy Chayefsky’s screenplay, The Hospital.  Queeney writes … “Gun-toting nurses and doctors do their best to make it…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Award-winning coming of age stories performed by Aaron Landon. Two new audiobooks from Fiction House, Ltd./Audible.com coming in December and January!
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Herstory: Seawomen of Iceland
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To visit Reykjavik’s Maritime Museum you would think there were no seawomen in Iceland’s history. (As of November, 2017, that is.) I first came across the mention of Icelandic female fishers in A Brief History of Iceland by Gunnar Karlsson (copyright 2000, translated by Anna Yates). A single, telling caption beneath a photograph (of a  restored turf shack used by crews during the fishing season…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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A very brief history of tradional fishing in Iceland
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Iceland's Immigrant Song
Iceland’s Immigrant Song
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Iceland’s original immigrant song may have been the poems composed by the helmsmen and women of the open rowboats, to aid them in remembering choice fishing spots. The first immigrants to Iceland were Norse, who arrived in the ninth century. They came primarily for the arable land, which was increasingly unavailable in Scandinavia. Ranching and hay farming to feed the livestock became the main…
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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#BlackFriday #Kindle #HistoricalFiction  Free Black Friday download from Amazon
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i-aint-jackkerouac · 7 years ago
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Patricia MacPherson Nautical Adventure Series -- Book 3
Patricia MacPherson Nautical Adventure Series — Book 3
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Rhode Island Rendezvous; Book 3 of the Patricia MacPherson Nautical Adventure Series “An insightful look at life at sea during the colonial era, this novel offers a combination of adventure, discovery, and intrigue.” – The BookLife Prize   “Entertaining throughout, the expansive saga charts high-seas adventures between New England, the West Indies,and ports in between in the eighteenth century.…
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