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Several years ago I was convinced to send one of my short stories to an editor of a small circulation humor publication in the Northeast. I was turned down after a 6 month wait for reply. The spear-of-decline was hand scribbled on a torn-out sheet of paper with barely 10 words including an illegible marking signature. I had an overwhelming sensation that maybe I had insulted the editor.

I was later invited to a writers group by a friend. They were really nice until I took a turn at reading my work of non-fiction. After a healthy diet of infant penises and pubescent toilet humor; the Vonnegut humping dustbags did little to embrace my passion. They said, “your writing is immature” and “grossly overwritten.” I say, “you jerks smell like shrimp pancakes, and treat the English language as if you’re writing with a wood-chipper. “

What should you expect within these digital pages? Well, my basic thought is that you shouldn’t pull any punches in order to fall within some sort of academic or litigious standards. Write whatever that hell you feel like writing and make it your own. I don’t care if I abuse punctuation or potty-words, if it properly illustrates my thoughts and it entertains, then so be it. Hopefully you find such an approach entertaining. If so, you’ll be delighted to have entered my world.