Dave's Fiction Warehouse

In which I bloviate about books, TV, movies, politics and other stuff.

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A good time for fiction

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I know; it’s been awhile. The Trump nightmare keeps getting darker, and writing about anything else has seemed frivolous. But life goes on. I am just determined to outlive this bastard, to dance rhetorically on his grave when all this passes, as it must. So I’ve deleted Facebook and Twitter from my phone again, and I’ve resumed writing fiction. Rewriting it, too. Recently I decided to repackage […]

Bonfire of my vanity

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Take a look at the composite picture above: What do the five faces have in common? I’ll just wait here while you ponder. Hint: It’s not the Dave Clark Five. It’s not the Five Amigos. It’s not the Five Horsemen of the Apocalypse. It’s not the Five Guys. It’s not the Five Pillars of Islam. No, my friends, these five faces represent the closest resemblance to yours […]

Vain hopes for 2018

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Last night we headed for bed just before midnight. The New Year’s Eve gunfire was like the opening battle scene in “Saving Private Ryan,” to the point that the dog followed us upstairs to cower by the bed. My wife asked me what my hopes for 2018 might be. She asks things like that. I hadn’t thought much about it, but the answer came pretty quickly: “To […]

Peace through television

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I haven’t posted for — what, five months now? — because every time I have an idea it somehow ends up with the phrase “that fucking Trump.” The original idea could be about television or books or movies, or gardening or the importance of regular oil changes, and still those words keep forcing themselves forward in the first paragraph. But I’m past it now. I figure it’s […]

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Thar he blows

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Call me Ishmael. Or call me Dave. Really, either one is fine. The thing is, I’ve started reading “Moby Dick.” It’s a Lenten exercise. Last year it was “War and Peace,” this year it’s the great white whale. Somehow I’d managed to avoid it until now. Then Lent rolled around and I started thinking of things I’d never do except as penance. This book sprang to mind. […]

A hobby can help

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Seriously, you have to figure out a way to tune this stuff out once in awhile. In my case, I took up woodworking. I know; that’s a hobby you’d expect of any aging retiree, even without an alarming political climate. But it was a pretty big step for me. Prior to last November, I’d never built a damned thing. Now, three months after Trump’s election, I’ve put […]

Fun with fire ants

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Another reason to hate Florida: Fire ants! Just when I thought I could put up with the heat and humidity and Gov. Rick Scott, one million of these little bastards decided it was time to teach me a valuable lesson. Lesson one: Don’t live in Florida. Lesson two: if you do live in Florida, don’t walk your dog at night past a vacant lot filled with interesting […]