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Hello, Readers All,
Greetings and how the hell are ya? Starting things out after a month's absence (roughly speaking) with some tooting of my own horn. Here is poet and good friend, Ian Young's, review of my book.
There are now only two copies of the first edition of "Plague Year" left and I'll soon start work on the second edition. Ian has graciously agreed to let me include excerpts from this head-turning review as a book blurb.
Remember, however, copies of the book in e-book and print format are available at Barnes & Noble (link below the image)
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/plague-year-new-york-city-2020-t-remington/1144307641?ean=2940179419143
As I rev back up to start work on the second edition of the book while also readying "Graceless" for one more dash north of the border to my editor, I've found some juice leftover for work on Medium.
New York City: Not Funny Ha Ha. It’s more funny peculiar | by Remington Write | Weeds & Wildflowers | Jun, 2024 | Medium
It’s more funny peculiar
While I've been dilly-dallying about, my partner in life and art has been creating and recreating powerful and provocative work. Like this piece:
Stations of The Dross. Tales From Underground | by aleXander hirka | Rainbow Salad | May, 2024 | Medium
Tales From Underground
There we are, Readers. I'm still writing (a bit) and here you are still reading. Awesome!
Shamelessly tooting my own horn to start and shamelessly closing with a nod towards the hat by the door:
https://ko-fi.com/remingtonwriteKeep in mind that all slithery insinuations and barked out loud reverberations are welcome at: Remington.write@gmail.com
More will be revealed.
RW