Captian's Log First Sales 5 Jul 202511 Oct 2025 Well, the first few paperback sales have processed. I honestly don't know how far I'll go. I once jokingly said, "If I make enough to buy a pizza, that's enough."…
Captian's Log Happy Fourth of July 4 Jul 20253 Jul 2025 Happy Fourth of July! It's been an interesting first half of the year. I'm kind of stoked, though. Little, baby killing PP has been defunded. Boohoo! Now all those children…
Captian's Log A Postscript 3 Jul 2025 I was writing an e-mail, and an idea overtook me. My nom-de-plume? No mask I wear.Though it's a name I choose to bear,revealed to me within a dream—a fearful dream—I…
Captian's Log On Two Kinds of Death 2 Jul 2025 The staccato scratch of the silent sweeper's bouncing broom—I was watching the man as he worked, pushing the eclectic debris into a pile—was like music. A soft sound, one of…
Captian's Log Launch: While the Elephants Danced 1 Jul 20251 Jul 2025 BUY NOW My book is live. If you've enjoyed my blog, please consider buying a copy. It's $15, and that's $1 for every story. I'm not even charging you for…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Hell of a Time 30 Jun 2025 How can the everlasting punishment of Hell be in accordance with Justice? The argument, as I imagine it, might follow these lines: Sins cannot merit eternal damnation because: α. Actions…
Captian's Log Prayer at the End of Yesterday 29 Jun 202528 Jun 2025 The day is drawing to a close, and I know not what will come of the things I've set in motion. Nothing, most likely, and yet, it could be everything.…
Captian's Log My Faceless Self 28 Jun 2025 With how many masks have I approached you? In how many ways have I lied in my search for the truth? I can be a preacher man, striking the Bible…
Captian's Log Worthless Threats 27 Jun 2025 Obtain my pardon, shift the blame,and throw your friends into the flame.On the morrow, I will return;a second chance for you to burn.Or would you rather die today?Makes little difference…
Captian's Log Still, There Are Stars 26 Jun 202525 Jun 2025 Wear a cape and strike a pose;then you'll be a man. Fly away into the starswhere you once began.Your songs on earth, still sung tonight;we remember your last fight,your brokenness…
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