A country-rock song from back in the day when guitars were twangy, vocals were out of tune, and no one cared what the words were because they'd drank too much whiskey.
Writer's Block: Farewell
Farewell is the poem that closes out my short story collection The Future Is Now which I'm in the process of editing. It's reall...
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Actually, this is pretty accurate. Everybody wants to lose weight. Except weightlifters, in most cases. For powerlifters, in particul... -
Nearly fifty days in, I wouldn't consider squatting every day difficult. Certainly it would be to someone unaccustomed to it, but the...
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