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Month: March 2018

The Writer’s High

An amazing thing happened this morning. A Facebook memory I posted two years ago popped up, a picture of my first novel titled Six. I had printed out two copies for my closest friends to read. I wanted to know if it was crap or not. They liked it. I thought the hard part was over and all I had to do now was have an editor tidy it up and have it published. To make a long story short, she said my book was interesting but had major flaws. As in real major flaws. I was hurt by her…

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Gun Restrictions and the Parkland Shooting

All my friends are arguing about gun restrictions on one of my Facebook posts. But the people they are arguing with are ex-law enforcement, ex-military or both.  Guns were just tools for us. We grew up with guns; our dads took us hunting when we were old enough to understand the responsibilities of holding a rifle. My dad bought me my first rifle when I was twelve, a semi-automatic 22  that held fourteen rounds.  I am for better gun controls if it helps stop these mass killings. I believe there could be an added layer of restrictions on assault rifles…

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