The Professor enters the air conditioned classroom. He turns immediately to the white board and writes Writing 666: Q&A. Those in attendance mutter to each other while sneaking glances at this man who proposes to be a beacon of education, yet looks like he’d be more comfortable at a Grateful Dead concert. Certainly administration wouldn’t
I received some great news this morning (as many of you no doubt already know from my twitter feed). My short story “Destination Unknown” was accepted for publication to Arcane Magazine. *Tony begrudgingly pulls out a dusty wood box with fading black letters on its side: SOAP. He tests the rotted wood with one foot,
Good afternoon, gentle readers. I come today bearing gifts. Two or three months ago I posted about my series of hint fiction stories being published in The PR. At the time the magazine was being sold for $2.99. As I checked my links today, ensuring none were broken, I found that the issue is now
Good day, friends and foes. I may have mentioned, oh once or twice, that I can be a tad lazy. This post is a testament to that fact. Very recently the wonderful Amanda Borenstadt from A Fortnight of Mustard awarded me with “The Irresistibly Sweet Blog Award.” This reminded me that not-so-recently the equally wonderful
Me being me, I have been somewhat preoccupied with homebrew, video games, movies, and yes, even some writing. Through this cloud of laziness and procrastination, it occurred to me that I recently posed a question on my blog: should I start a new section of the website called “Ask the Professor?” The answer to this
I had to tell you something important. Something you shouldn’t go another instant without hearing, because if you do, you may not make it to the instant after. This piece of information is a lifetime’s worth of nourishment. To go without it means starvation. Your suddenly skeletal body will shuck and jive for a few
It’s 100 degrees outside, close to 80 in my office, and I have a hot cup of coffee staring me down. I need to drink it. I don’t care that sweat is carving trails down my face, taking strands of hair and plastering them to my neck. I don’t care that for the past five
Hello fellow readers and writers. It’s always nice to have some legitimate news to announce, and today I have two juicy bits. My new story, “Inside the Walls of East Lombard Street,” is now available to read at Electric Spec. Here’s what they had to say in the Letter from the Editors: Anthony J. Rapino
The rules are simple. The first person to correctly identify what the heck this is a picture of, wins a book. Simply post your answer (only one guess per person, please) in the comment section. Please fill out your e-mail in the comment box so I can contact you (unless we are twitter or facebook
In my short story, “Uprooted,” there is a magnificent thunder storm that causes a tree to become uprooted in the woods behind the main character’s house. Last night, I experienced a storm close to the magnitude I had previously written about. We lost electricity and the high winds whipped around the treetops, tearing branches and
