A First Time for Everything, Pg 7

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     Amongst the things that I could honestly say I miss, few of them involve the word "hurtling." Maybe it's just me...

     And in case anyone's interested in a recent poem of mine, "All Work and No Play" is up for free reading at Abyss & Apex. It's also been nominated for the Science-fiction and Fantasy Poetry's Association's Rhysling Award in the "long" category. And my short-story-disguised-as-a-poetry-collection, "Two Strikes and I'm Out," has been nominated for SFPA's Elgin Award in the "full-length book" category. So much going on!

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